Rating: T for guys being macho and whumping things.
Characters: Auron, Braska, Jecht.
This is Braska's pilgrimage as seen through Auron's eyes.
Ten chapters so far, very well-written, with some brilliantly funny lines as well as a serious and insightful dramatization of Spira and these three characters. It's especially good at capturing some of the frictions and problems they must have had. Little glimpses of Kinoc and Yuna at the beginning are also spot-on.
“ . . .Yes?”
“You’re looking at me like I’m from outer space.”
Hm, a possible, if unlikely, explanation for his behavior. “I’m wondering why someone who wanted to beat me to a pulp two hours ago is now trying to make small talk.”
Jecht snorted, “Would you rather we go back to beating on each other?”
“We can’t afford any more delays. And, in all honesty, I don’t want to distract Braska from his pilgrimage. So no, I do not want to resume physical violence.”
“All right, we’re on the same page. You just need to loosen up, man. I don’t mean half the things I say, you know?”
“Then why say them?”
“Jeez, man, I don’t know! I just do, alright? Why don’t you say anything?”
We sat in an uncomfortable, but not hostile, silence for a little while. I think he’d given up on an answer before I finally spoke. “I guess . . . I’m not very good at saying the right things.”
Jecht smiled and clapped a hand on my shoulder. “That makes two of us, buddy.”
It feels like canon. It's good. It's what that FFX-2 prequel should've been. Go read it.