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Noma felt a wave of relief sweep over her as she reached the upper deck. The shop was so far out of the center of Myshuno she couldn’t believe sometimes it was part of the same metro system. Still, despite the distance, she did enjoy her journey each time she made the trek.  It was good exercise skating between stations along her route and the train ride to the greener suburbs of Magnolia and Willow Creek was long enough she could get lost in her thoughts for a while. With two talkative roommates and how much she worked sometimes it was hard to find time for that sort of thing. 

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Eight months later

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The two men sat for a good while talking about nothing specific. It was mostly about family and some bit of the science Rask was hoping for but he didn’t want to push that subject too hard given his past. In truth it all took him off guard how casual the whole situation was given how seriously some people at central seemed to take this guy. To Olin though, he just seemed like a normal man, who really only cared about taking care of those he loved. He had heard some stories, tales of more violent tendencies but he had a feeling there were reasons for those moments. 

“So speaking of grandchildren,” Bastian got a sly glimmer in his eye, “Am I to understand you have an attraction to my Noma?” 

“Oh fuck.” Olin choked out without thinking, “I mean fuck I don’t know...” 

“It’s okay, she’s a very lovely child and there’s a lot more to her than people see at face value. You noticed that didn’t you boy?" The redhead replied with pride, “You do know her father is former SEED right? Bitch even spied on me for a while but I forgave him cause for some reason I just like that asshole. He be a real dick but his heart is in the right place.”

Well that explains a lot. Rask thought to himself as he nervously laughed out loud hoping Bastian didn’t know the full extent of how he fucked up that situation. 

“You should be aware, he will definitely not be okay with me giving you my blessing.”

“Well YOU should be aware that she clearly hates me as I haven’t talked to her in months but if she didn’t, respectfully I wouldn’t need it. She’s the only one that can give me permission for anything.” 

“I know but I’m giving it anyway.” Bastian answered smugly, “And you’ll work it out, at least if you try to. Not like she’s truly mad at you, you did the right thing. She just doesn’t like having her failings pointed out and fuck is Tidus good at salting those fucking wounds when he’s in the right mood. I think I may have to make his bar disappear next time I go over there. He really needs another hobby.” 

 “Well knowing her I’m sure she’s making him pay for it.” 

“Oh trust me she is, there’s really no greater power that motivates a Yager quite like spite.” 

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“Oh calm your shit, I’m coming!” Olin growled as loud as he could at the door as he threw on the closest pair of pants and trekked out of his room to see who in their right mind would be rapping at the door at such a terrible hour. It wasn’t like he was sleeping but he relished the bit of downtime he had to himself to play games and just relax. It just didn’t seem to happen often enough for him in those days. Work had been kicking his ass as of late and he really felt he needed it. At that moment it wouldn’t surprised him if they had come to call once more to pester him about his pet project. 

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“You know I knew your father.” The older man began as Olin cautiously sat down next to him, “He was a really good guy, talked about your mother like she was the only star in his sky. I do have a special soft-spot for fellow romantics and he ate that good shit up with a spoon.” 

Olin usually didn’t like to talk about his family with people he didn’t know but he felt an odd calm come over him as Bastian spoke. No doubt that was the Nact in the old man coming through, they were a species known for their subtle charms, “Yeah I don’t remember much but Mom and my Nani would tell me stories about him when I was really small. Guy always seemed to have adventure in his eyes.” 

“He just knew Home was out there, if he could only find it.” Bash continued, his smile slightly fading as the words Olin knew were coming dropped from his lips. “No matter how much we all tried to convince him, no matter how much Astra begged him not to keep jumping further out of the known range he just didn’t want to be deterred. It broke my heart to hear he went missing, especially cause I knew his little ones couldn’t have been all that old. You were what? Four? No little boy should be without his father, but I’m sure you and your brother have done your best to make him proud. I can tell you have his spirit. Though admittedly... not sure how he’d feel about you working those Federation bastards. He was never really happy being part of the Getanosian system.”

Rask couldn’t help but beam, outside of the far flung outpost he was raised in, not many people seemed to have any knowledge of his father and only his mother had spoke of him in such a positive light. His Nani, as much as she loved her lost son, often talked of what a fool he was, how careless he had been to get himself sucked into some far off star. Growing up he hadn’t wanted to believe it had happened, the man had been such an icon to him, but the visions had been too strong when they finally came on that they couldn’t be ignored. The elders had said it was a gift from the shade, a path to closure for their family, that now his mother could finally move on with her young life. She never did though because no one could ever measure up in her mind. So she just poured herself into her boys and did her best to make their lives everything she and her husband had originally planned. 

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Windenburg was roughly five hours of mostly winding mountain roads from the city, truly a trip Rask despised for how often he had to make it for work purposes. If it was up to him he’d make his way there by other, more efficient means but there were certain rules and regulations all agents of SEED were meant to keep while on duty. Paramount of these was keeping a low profile and all of his other methods of travel could make quite the scene for someone who knew what they were looking at. Luckily this time his partner did the driving, Jericho generally preferred it that way anyhow.  

Upon arrival in the downtown district his companion pulled into what seemed to be an older but still operational classic theater. A curious meeting place but Olin knew better than to make too many assumptions, the guy had made quite a fortune in real estate so it was likely this just happened to be one of those places he liked to hang out at in his downtime. As they walked into the main hall Rask could feel an uncomfortable heavy aura hanging over the space like a thick cloud. He had encountered similar feelings before, but it had been many years back when he was home, back when he was among his own. It was a shade ward and a damn good one too, clearly meant to keep their meeting quiet. Whatever this creature was, one of the Lost Ones, The Half-Nact Son of Madness, Bastian the Blackflame, Olin sensed he was stronger than he had originally presumed for someone so removed from from the original Navari line. 

“Sorry if you find the shadowplay off-putting Raskari but I have some rather nosy offspring and would prefer to keep this private.” The figure called out in a firm but friendly tone, “It’s been a while since I had the opportunity to meet another Kasri, much less a fellow Primera Familia. Come brother, we have a lot of catching up to do.”