Jecht is huffing by the time he leaps onto the platform. Everything that's lived on only in memory, growing fuzzier by the day, suddenly returning in picture perfect clarity. The deafening roar of the crowd, the announcer calling his name, his teammates standing alongside him, peering into the water where he felt like he'd be the king for eternity...
He almost doesn't realize the cheering and clapping he's hearing have actually manifested around him, alongside the sparks and flames flying from him like fireworks. A sheepiness creeps into his smile but it's no less determined as he touches the surface of the sphere.
He's so close.
"'course we can," he exclaims, looking over at his son. Another dream he's given up on back in Spira, now inches away from coming true. "We're the Abes' star players, ain't we?" He holds out a hand to Tidus, waiting for a slap in return.
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He almost doesn't realize the cheering and clapping he's hearing have actually manifested around him, alongside the sparks and flames flying from him like fireworks. A sheepiness creeps into his smile but it's no less determined as he touches the surface of the sphere.
He's so close.
"'course we can," he exclaims, looking over at his son. Another dream he's given up on back in Spira, now inches away from coming true. "We're the Abes' star players, ain't we?" He holds out a hand to Tidus, waiting for a slap in return.