First Prayer // [Accidental Audio]

[summonupastorm]

[Yuna stirred in her sleep for several minutes before it was finally time for her to wake up. She was tired from a night of healing the wounded, but even still, a long rest was a luxury that could not be afforded when she still had so much to do.]

Mm...

[Sore, tired eyes opened, and...]

What?

[Yuna shot up with a start; this was not Djose

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[heavyweaponsbot]

You are on a ship.

[So helpful, Ironhide.]

[summonupastorm]

Oh!

[Yuna whips around once she hears that voice. Someone is in this room, t--oh, no. The voice is coming from some type of machina that appears sitting atop a dresser. It doesn't look like an audio sphere, but it seems to function like one, so...it's probably alright for her to use it!

Yuna hesitates for about a minute before finally picking up her communicator.]

A...a ship? But I was just asleep in a temple! How can this be?

[heavyweaponsbot]

[The pause makes him growl quietly into the comm. Why is it no one can ever just pick up the thing and use it? It's a communicator. How hard is that to understand?

Cranky old mech is rather cranky today.]

And I was fighting a war. There is no good explanation for how, female.

We just are.

[summonupastorm]

[She flinches a little bit at that growl.] I am sorry.

[It is interesting how he mentions fighting in a war, though. All of Spira is fighting against Sin and the sorrow it has brought, but it's never officially been titled a war.]

If...you do not mind me asking, were you a Crusader before you were brought here?