Seymour is one of those characters were so much of his life (and the timing of events in it) is debated that to see stories like this that offer a look at not only him, but how he reacts to others in the world are amazing reads. Especially when they are this well written. Thank you for this bit of character drama I did not even know I wanted.

Wow, nicely written! I never gave much thought to Lord Braska, but yeah, wow. Yeah, I'm so eloquent. :P

No, you made me fall in love with Seymour all over again! Curses! Actually, this is a good thing, seeing as he does deserve to be remembered, especially the way you portrayed him (I really love the whole 'tortured angst' theme).

Let me say, you made Seymour seem even more gorgeous and sexy than usual, considering both the description of his looks and his personality as a teenager. The atmosphere between Braska and Seymour was perfect, even though I found it a bit strange that the older man would be slightly intimidated by the younger. But, taken into the consideration of Seymour's status and the rumours of his abilities-it makes sense.

Also, it was so beautiful the way he was able to play music...*eyes glaze over as I dream of Seymour playing romantic music to me* eh...never mind!

Seymour had the right degree of formality as far as Braska was concerned-out of interest, where did the address of 'dono' come from? I would love to know.

All in all, I adored Seymour in this story (especially the scenes where he confronted Braska about his daughter-believable and wonderfully touching), and please, write another story featuring that gorgeous Guado!

I really like the premise of the story. I think that a meeting between Lord Braska and Syemour would certainly be extremely interesting.

I find it interesting the way Braska feels uncomfortable around Seymour and that he scrutinizes his physical characteristics out of curiosity. Although he doesn't allow these reactions to show, he still feels them. I like such imperfections in characters who seem nearly saintly at times in the game.

The statement about the Guado not usually being fast people struck me as a little unusual since they have a blitzball team and I remember the one fellow who ran all through Guadosalam training for it. Perhaps if you changed the comment to describe the way in which the Guado usual conduct themselves with dignity or gracefulness in public that would be more apt.

I like your discussion of how staffs are not necessary for summoning. That seems to be quite reasonable and also interesting. In this story, however, it also seems a bit out of place. There just seems to be little or no reason for either of the summoners not to have a staff and it has little bearing on the plot. It just seems a bit distracting here. I really do find your theory interesting though because I don't think Yuna had her staff when she summoned Valefor during the wedding scene. It brings up the question for me - why did she need her staff to perform a sending?

I enjoy the way you create a whole set of rules of etiquette for summoners, especially Seymour's gracious offer for Braska to surrender the match. I never really thought of the possible strain that Seymour felt for not defeating Sin after going through a pilgrimage. Well, I never actually thought about the fact that Seymour must have finished the pilgrimage to get his mother as an aeon before really until I had read your stories, so this is hardly surprising.

I really enjoy Seymour confronting Braska for his responsibilities towards his daughter. No one else ever asks Braska how he can do that to Yuna from what we see of the past in the game and you'd think that someone should have. It's really so much easier for Yuna, really. She takes all of her friends with her and she doesn't have much family, no one directly dependent on her anyway. I think Seymour brings up many valid points which we never get to see Braska work through in the game, but which he most certainly must have thought of. I think that your story was an interesting character study of both Braska and Seymour and the forces which motivate these characters.

I spotted a few small errors while I was reading. I hope you won't mind my pointing them out.

paragraph 11: "with his eyes still fixed on the summoner's face, he stroke a couple of strings, and the instrument in his hap sang quietly." There are a few typos in this phrase "stroke" should be "stroked" and "hap should be "lap."

paragraph 15: "It wasn't before long, though, when the boy suddenly stopped, and shook his head in disapproval." I would change "It wasn't before long, though, when" to, simply, "Before long."

I know this is an older story, but I wanted to drop you a note to let you know that I enjoyed it. Your characterization of Braska was spot-on, and I'm impressed by the younger Seymour as well - I can see you planting the seeds of the villian we meet ten years later. Nice work!

What do you know, a fic that actually features Braska as a character, rather than an accessory to Auron! And a very well-written character at that! And a beautifully characterized Seymour as well . I'd never thought of those two meeting. This is a really gorgeous, bittersweet fic, and your English is fine; actually, it's a hell of a lot better than that of many people who are raised speaking the language.

Oh, I love your young Seymour in this. You made him so graceful! Beautifully written, as always, and your English is absolutely flawless. I look forward to reading more.

I have no complaints about your English...or about anything else in this fic, really. That's an interesting concept, Braska and Seymour meeting like that, and I think you captured it very well. _

well.. wow.. that was fun. really good. um. yea. really good. this is the first ffx fic ive found (er i should probbly mention that i havent searched through very many yet) that im honestly impressed with. its so rare to find these kind of one shot fics nevamind with the detail and insight into the characters that you bring in your writing. not to mention that little touch of humour that makes them so much more real. well as far as i can see you havent got any 'less fortunate expressions'. damn your english is better than mine and it is my first language. i guess in short reading your fic was... well as odd as this sounds the only way i can put it is - it was a rewarding experience. nifty. im off to read your other fics now, cheerio!

Wow! This was actually very good! I love the detail and I'm suprised that english isn't your first language.

Very nice fic. Really beautiful. Please keep writing stories.

Czesc!
This was absolutely brilliant. I adored the interaction, the characters stayed true to themselves, the storytelling was - - it was beautiful, fluid and lucid in places, it was very emotional and well done - it was possible to feel Seymour's anger when Braska stated that he was better. I could nearly /see/ the scene as it unfolded, your imagery was that good.
Saying Do Widzenia and reaching limit to the few Polish words my Grandma taught me when I was little...
Neko Kuroban
PS. I am forever glad you started updating again! I was starting to worry...

You did Adolescence? Another brilliant story here! You have such a good feel for the characters! I look forward to reading more of your stories!

nicely written. It is a twist, to say the least! Well, at least you didn't make Seymour THAT evil. If u must know... *cuddles seymour plushie* I WUV seymour!
Good work!
~Lenne

I've always wanted to do a Seymour and Braska fic, and you pulled this off perfectly. Love the detail and imagery. You describe everthing so clearly