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[Sept. 13][Suikoden III] Roland's Background/Future
Title: Roland's Background/Future
Day/Theme: Sept. 13, 2009 "a short history of nearly nothing"
Series: Suikoden III
Character/Pairing: Sasarai, Kiheiji, Roland Capette, etc.
Rating: PG
"Roland Capette," Sasarai introduced the child to Stephen and Dr. Ismeiro.
"Charmed, I'm sure," Stephen bowed, going along with the mock-formality of the situation.
"So, his parents are-" Kiheiji came down the steps, his shoulders drooping.
"I only saw his mother," Sasarai passed Roland to Stephen. The doctor came closer to examine the squirming infant, feeling his forehead and looking at his bright green eyes. "But," the bishop continued, "She had passed."
"Oh..." Kiheiji said. He didn't sound surprised, but the knowledge only added to the cloud of gloom hanging over him.
"Who are they?"
"The wife, Ilene, was a friend of my wife. They managed a gardening company and a tree nursery near White Crest."
"Then there'll be someone to take care of Roland, won't there?" Sasarai brightened slightly.
"Well, at least someone to manage his financial affairs," Kiheiji intoned somberly. The febrile death throes of Viela were getting to him. He had rushed in so sure that he could do so much with his mere presence, but the gray reality of the situation had hit home. All he could really dream of now was having all of his family survive.
"It's sad to lose your parents, but he'll be okay, Kiheiji. He won't remember any of this. I've met an astonishing number of bishops who lost their parents at a young age, but were adopted and went on to great things. It was never a handicap, only a sorrow."
These words, meant to be comforting, stirred up a hodgepodge of competing thoughts in Kiheiji's mind. "For you, too?" he bluntly put the question to Sasarai.
"I was never thinking of myself. I've always had my father."
"What about your mother?" the merchant wanted to continue, but it seemed impolite to press for further information, particularly as it concerned a delicate matter as the chief priest was said to have lived a celibate life these nearly five hundred years, yet he had a son. The way Sasarai regarded his father made it sound unlikely that the "father-son" thing was just a symbolic or spiritual connection. This was a man with the face of the chief priest who spoke of the oldest, most powerful, and holiest man in the land in very simple, personal terms. To Sasarai, Holy Hikusaak was just, "Father." As a father himself, Kiheiji had a feeling that Sasarai was a son it was easy to be proud of. He hoped when his children were this age they would speak of him in so generous a manner.
Musing on these things, he opened his heart a little. "If there's no family to take in Roland, I'll be father."
Day/Theme: Sept. 13, 2009 "a short history of nearly nothing"
Series: Suikoden III
Character/Pairing: Sasarai, Kiheiji, Roland Capette, etc.
Rating: PG
"Roland Capette," Sasarai introduced the child to Stephen and Dr. Ismeiro.
"Charmed, I'm sure," Stephen bowed, going along with the mock-formality of the situation.
"So, his parents are-" Kiheiji came down the steps, his shoulders drooping.
"I only saw his mother," Sasarai passed Roland to Stephen. The doctor came closer to examine the squirming infant, feeling his forehead and looking at his bright green eyes. "But," the bishop continued, "She had passed."
"Oh..." Kiheiji said. He didn't sound surprised, but the knowledge only added to the cloud of gloom hanging over him.
"Who are they?"
"The wife, Ilene, was a friend of my wife. They managed a gardening company and a tree nursery near White Crest."
"Then there'll be someone to take care of Roland, won't there?" Sasarai brightened slightly.
"Well, at least someone to manage his financial affairs," Kiheiji intoned somberly. The febrile death throes of Viela were getting to him. He had rushed in so sure that he could do so much with his mere presence, but the gray reality of the situation had hit home. All he could really dream of now was having all of his family survive.
"It's sad to lose your parents, but he'll be okay, Kiheiji. He won't remember any of this. I've met an astonishing number of bishops who lost their parents at a young age, but were adopted and went on to great things. It was never a handicap, only a sorrow."
These words, meant to be comforting, stirred up a hodgepodge of competing thoughts in Kiheiji's mind. "For you, too?" he bluntly put the question to Sasarai.
"I was never thinking of myself. I've always had my father."
"What about your mother?" the merchant wanted to continue, but it seemed impolite to press for further information, particularly as it concerned a delicate matter as the chief priest was said to have lived a celibate life these nearly five hundred years, yet he had a son. The way Sasarai regarded his father made it sound unlikely that the "father-son" thing was just a symbolic or spiritual connection. This was a man with the face of the chief priest who spoke of the oldest, most powerful, and holiest man in the land in very simple, personal terms. To Sasarai, Holy Hikusaak was just, "Father." As a father himself, Kiheiji had a feeling that Sasarai was a son it was easy to be proud of. He hoped when his children were this age they would speak of him in so generous a manner.
Musing on these things, he opened his heart a little. "If there's no family to take in Roland, I'll be father."