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[gone_byebye]

The door opens, as has happened so many times before, onto a grey-walled alley. Ray pokes his head out and looks around. "Okay," he says. "We should be all right- come on out, guys."

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[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

The little green man comes back, and they cross.

"What about flying ones?"

[his-fathers-sin.livejournal.com]

"Nah. I mean--people don't really come and go in Zanarkand a lot. I've heard about them. Someone might have one. But I've never seen one."

[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

"Oh." Yuna looks up to the sky, and finds it full of grey clouds and buildings, and decides not to do that anymore.

"What do people do in all these buildings? They can't all be homes."

[his-fathers-sin.livejournal.com]

"Work. I mean, in Zanarkand they did. Live in a lot," Tidus shrugs, and shifts his grip on her hand a little, "and work in the rest."

[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

She tries to figure out what kind of work you can do in a giant glass tower, but imagination fails.

"Oh! Do you smell that?"

It smells like food. A little like the food in Kilika.

[his-fathers-sin.livejournal.com]

His stomach is, he's forced to admit, rumbling at that smell.

"I think that's the one we should try."

Another rumble.

"...Definitely."

[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

They have to cross the street again to get there, which gives Yuna a chance to puzzle out the sign.

(The writing in Ray's world isn't exactly so much different from Spiran as distorted.)

It says Room Service.

The interior is sleek and unfamiliar, and Yuna pauses to gawk at the sphere-shaped transparent chair in the entryway. "A glass chair? Wouldn't it break?" she says, resisting the urge to poke.

[his-fathers-sin.livejournal.com]

"Nah, not if it's thick," Tidus says absently as he looks around.

It's not entirely unfamiliar to him, though Zanarkand had a bit more metal in most designs and decorations than this restaurant seems to.

"Want to try it out?"

Unless someone stops him, Tidus sees no reason not to do so.

[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

Mischief is probably not an expression Tidus is used to seeing on the Lady Summoner's face, but it's unmistakable as she furtively looks around the dining room and then hops up into the enormous chair, swinging her legs.

[his-fathers-sin.livejournal.com]

Not used to, but Tidus approves!

And grins.

"Not breaking?"

[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

"I don't think it's glass," she says thoughtfully, pressing one fingertip against the material.

(The lucite.)

There's a waitress, with menus, and she's clearing her throat.

[his-fathers-sin.livejournal.com]

"Huh?"

And then he's flashing a smile at the waitress.

"Hi! Um. We were hoping to grab a bite to eat?"

[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

Yuna slips out of the chair and tries very hard to create the impression that she was never, actually, in it, as the waitress leads them to much less interesting seating. "Can I get your drinks to start off?"

"Um? Just water, I guess?" Yuna says. She discreetly tries to make sense of the menu.

[his-fathers-sin.livejournal.com]

Tidus is sick of water.

"Something sweet?"

The waitress looks at him blankly. "Pepsi, Diet Pepsi, Mountain Dew, Fanta Orange, Fanta Grape, or Dr. Pepper?"

"...Uuuh."

Yes, right, from Zanarkand, Lady Summoner! Very high-tech! Star of the Zanarkand Abes! Unable to order a drink!

"Pepsi," he decides, going with the first.

[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

The waitress swishes away to get the drinks, and Yuna peers at the menu in earnest.

"I can't read this," she whispers. "I mean--I can, but it's too slow. How can I pick something?"

[his-fathers-sin.livejournal.com]

He glances down.

Glances up.

"--I...don't think I'd know what anything was if I could read it. We could just point at things?"

[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

The waitress returns quickly--it's between rushes, and they have the place almost to themselves.

"Excuse me," Yuna says, and then she's distracted by staring at Tidus's drink, which seems to be alive or something. "I mean--excuse me, do you have any vegetarian dishes?"

"Sure," the waitress says. "We can make any of them without the fish sauce. How about the vegan pad thai?"

"Okay!" Yuna agrees hastily. She'll be happy if it doesn't have little balls of tapioca floating in it.

[his-fathers-sin.livejournal.com]

"I'll have that too," he decides, and eyes his drink warily.

Tidus takes the wrapper off the top of the straw that's already in it and takes a small sip.

And immediately starts choking at the fizzing argh the fizzing the fizzing in his nose.

...And also thinking that that wasn't half bad, choking to death aside.

[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

"What in Yevon's name is that?!" Yuna whispers across the table. "You are not allowed to make fun of bubble tea anymore."

[his-fathers-sin.livejournal.com]

"I don't know!"

He's done coughing and more prepared, now, as he takes another drink.

And then a longer one.

"...Yuna, you need to try this!"

[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

"You like it?"


"At least I didn't like the bubble tea!" She eyes it. "It's moving."

[his-fathers-sin.livejournal.com]

"It's great. Come on, try it."

[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

Yuna is not enthusiastic.

"It's too sweet! And it burns. Ew. Ew." She gulps some water, bumping herself in the nose with the lemon slice.

[his-fathers-sin.livejournal.com]

"It's great!" he repeats in protest and starts slurping at it again.

"Man, you think we can get this in the bar?"

[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

Yuna thoughtfully removes the lemon wedge from her glass rim and begins to squeeze juice in.

"I don't know," she says, making a face. "It can't be good for you."