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moogle_workshop2011-08-09 01:47 pm
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{Fan Fics} First and Second Smiles
Okay...so, I had this awesome idea that I was going to give a word prompt to myself and write a short character introspective story for each of the main installment Final Fantasy games (the word prompt was "smile"). Uh, my great writing ambition seems to have drained at two stories though, lolz! O_O; Still, I decided to post those here for anyone interested in Old School Final Fantasy fics! I might try to continue this idea of mine in the future. MAYBE. ♥
Username: Breyzy (of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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Class: Soldier
Title: First Smile: Scott
Summary: Scott shares some words with his brother Gordon before leaving to defend Fynn Castle. Pre-Final Fantasy II.
Characters/Pairings: Scott and Gordon. Hilda is mentioned. Pairing-wise: minor mentions of Scott x Hilda if you squint.
Word count: 522
Rating/warnings: G.
Legal Discalimer: I do not own FFII or any FFII characters! They are the rightful property of Square-Enix.
He felt like the tactical meeting was over before it had even begun. With footsteps that covered up his initial fears, Scott walked out of the meeting room as if it hadn't just sealed his fate. When the military orders were delivered, he knew Hilda understood what they meant...that the odds of this strategy and attack proving successful were slim.
Scott had to hand it to her though: Hilda was very good at being strong. It was one of the qualities he admired about her. Only he knew that inwardly she was frightened, scared for all of them. The orders themselves, in their impersonal military command, didn't terrify him...but the slight tremor in Hilda's voice when she spoke them out loud before she had the chance to catch it sent a cold chill down his very spine.
He had wanted to talk to her before he left for the mission, but Hilda wasn't someone who liked being on the receiving end of comfort. He doubted she would appreciate the effort. Scott had so much he wanted to say to her, but he knew this wasn't the right time. So, he only made a mental note to mention it later, after the battle was over. Maybe his odds of surviving would improve if he had something to return to.
He found Gordon outside. His brother had an odd habit of trying to hide in open places, as if he thought of himself as insignificant enough that no one would try to look for him. Gordon probably already knew the news was bad. His brother seemed to have a good eye for strategy, regardless of how those who didn’t know him only saw a coward.
When he looked at his brother's face, Gordon's expression was miserable...and Scott couldn't help but feel partly responsible for it. His brother didn't have a very good stomach for battle and he viewed it as a weakness, although Scott would prefer his brother to see it as a strength instead: Gordon's sensitivity made him a better leader than Scott would ever be.
He couldn't talk to Hilda before he left, but Scott wouldn't leave his brother without at least saying goodbye: "Gordon." He said, only to immediately regret it as his brother winced as if his own name being called out had physically hurt him.
Still, Scott continued, knowing his brother wouldn't talk to him...would feel too guilty to address him: "Gordon, we leave tonight to defend Fynn Castle. I don't know when I'll be back, so take care of everything."
Gordon didn't make eye contact with him. In fact, he refused to look at anything but the ground. Scott knew this would be how Gordon would react...it was how he always reacted when he was terrified. Gently, but with force so that Gordon knew he meant it, Scott squeezed his brother's shoulder the same way their father used to when they were young boys. Gordon looked up in surprise, as Scott smiled at him...possibly for the last time.
"I do not doubt you, so do not doubt yourself." Scott said to his brother as a means of farewell. With that, Scott walked away towards a battle that he knew would probably seal not only his fate in some way...but that of Gordon, Hilda, and all of the others.
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Username: Breyzy (ofbreyzyyin)
Class: Soldier
Title: Second Smile: Aria
Summary: Aria contemplates the frozen Surface World before her journey with the Warriors of Light in Final Fantasy III.
Characters/Pairings: Aria. Luneth and the other Warriors of Light mentioned (along with her caretaker).
Word count: 352
Rating/warnings: G.
Legal Discalimer: I do not own FFIII or any FFIII characters! They are the rightful property of Square-Enix.
Time was frozen. The Surface World was an eerie, still world that no longer followed along with the flow of time. Aria felt as if she were struggling against the natural order of things by not stopping, as if it were more unnatural to be moving about and alive in this stilled world.
She wasn't used to silence. The frozen environment offered little in the way of noise. Even the ship she found herself in offered little comfort: the wood didn't creak or make the noises one would expect so close to sea. Outside the ship, no wind or waves could be heard...only the creepy silence, a constant reminder that time had ceased to be.
Her fellow shrine maidens at the Water Temple had always thought of Aria as the type to "go with the flow" as it were. It almost seemed a natural fit: Aria, the Maiden of Water...except in this world where time and water refused to follow the natural order, refused to move.
She looked at the sunlight that filtered through the clouds. It magnified the still world, making it appear like the backdrop of a painting. Behind her, she could hear the four voices of the Warriors of Light joined with that of her elderly caretaker. He was asking if all of the preparations for their journey were complete.
She heard the boy called Luneth reply in the positive, though she knew that more by his infectious friendly tone rather than because she had actually heard his words. With one last look at the frozen world, Aria turned her head to the Warriors of Light.
"Shall we get going, then?" She asked as Luneth and the others responded enthusiastically at the suggestion. In actuality, they were probably just as disturbed by the frozen world as she was.
Aria smiled for the first time in awhile. Whatever came their way, they would succeed: time would flow on the Surface World once again. She wanted to believe in these Warriors of Light, but she smiled more for herself. The Maiden of Water needed to also believe in her own strength.
Username: Breyzy (of
breyzyyin)Class: Soldier
Title: First Smile: Scott
Summary: Scott shares some words with his brother Gordon before leaving to defend Fynn Castle. Pre-Final Fantasy II.
Characters/Pairings: Scott and Gordon. Hilda is mentioned. Pairing-wise: minor mentions of Scott x Hilda if you squint.
Word count: 522
Rating/warnings: G.
Legal Discalimer: I do not own FFII or any FFII characters! They are the rightful property of Square-Enix.
He felt like the tactical meeting was over before it had even begun. With footsteps that covered up his initial fears, Scott walked out of the meeting room as if it hadn't just sealed his fate. When the military orders were delivered, he knew Hilda understood what they meant...that the odds of this strategy and attack proving successful were slim.
Scott had to hand it to her though: Hilda was very good at being strong. It was one of the qualities he admired about her. Only he knew that inwardly she was frightened, scared for all of them. The orders themselves, in their impersonal military command, didn't terrify him...but the slight tremor in Hilda's voice when she spoke them out loud before she had the chance to catch it sent a cold chill down his very spine.
He had wanted to talk to her before he left for the mission, but Hilda wasn't someone who liked being on the receiving end of comfort. He doubted she would appreciate the effort. Scott had so much he wanted to say to her, but he knew this wasn't the right time. So, he only made a mental note to mention it later, after the battle was over. Maybe his odds of surviving would improve if he had something to return to.
He found Gordon outside. His brother had an odd habit of trying to hide in open places, as if he thought of himself as insignificant enough that no one would try to look for him. Gordon probably already knew the news was bad. His brother seemed to have a good eye for strategy, regardless of how those who didn’t know him only saw a coward.
When he looked at his brother's face, Gordon's expression was miserable...and Scott couldn't help but feel partly responsible for it. His brother didn't have a very good stomach for battle and he viewed it as a weakness, although Scott would prefer his brother to see it as a strength instead: Gordon's sensitivity made him a better leader than Scott would ever be.
He couldn't talk to Hilda before he left, but Scott wouldn't leave his brother without at least saying goodbye: "Gordon." He said, only to immediately regret it as his brother winced as if his own name being called out had physically hurt him.
Still, Scott continued, knowing his brother wouldn't talk to him...would feel too guilty to address him: "Gordon, we leave tonight to defend Fynn Castle. I don't know when I'll be back, so take care of everything."
Gordon didn't make eye contact with him. In fact, he refused to look at anything but the ground. Scott knew this would be how Gordon would react...it was how he always reacted when he was terrified. Gently, but with force so that Gordon knew he meant it, Scott squeezed his brother's shoulder the same way their father used to when they were young boys. Gordon looked up in surprise, as Scott smiled at him...possibly for the last time.
"I do not doubt you, so do not doubt yourself." Scott said to his brother as a means of farewell. With that, Scott walked away towards a battle that he knew would probably seal not only his fate in some way...but that of Gordon, Hilda, and all of the others.
Username: Breyzy (of
breyzyyin)Class: Soldier
Title: Second Smile: Aria
Summary: Aria contemplates the frozen Surface World before her journey with the Warriors of Light in Final Fantasy III.
Characters/Pairings: Aria. Luneth and the other Warriors of Light mentioned (along with her caretaker).
Word count: 352
Rating/warnings: G.
Legal Discalimer: I do not own FFIII or any FFIII characters! They are the rightful property of Square-Enix.
Time was frozen. The Surface World was an eerie, still world that no longer followed along with the flow of time. Aria felt as if she were struggling against the natural order of things by not stopping, as if it were more unnatural to be moving about and alive in this stilled world.
She wasn't used to silence. The frozen environment offered little in the way of noise. Even the ship she found herself in offered little comfort: the wood didn't creak or make the noises one would expect so close to sea. Outside the ship, no wind or waves could be heard...only the creepy silence, a constant reminder that time had ceased to be.
Her fellow shrine maidens at the Water Temple had always thought of Aria as the type to "go with the flow" as it were. It almost seemed a natural fit: Aria, the Maiden of Water...except in this world where time and water refused to follow the natural order, refused to move.
She looked at the sunlight that filtered through the clouds. It magnified the still world, making it appear like the backdrop of a painting. Behind her, she could hear the four voices of the Warriors of Light joined with that of her elderly caretaker. He was asking if all of the preparations for their journey were complete.
She heard the boy called Luneth reply in the positive, though she knew that more by his infectious friendly tone rather than because she had actually heard his words. With one last look at the frozen world, Aria turned her head to the Warriors of Light.
"Shall we get going, then?" She asked as Luneth and the others responded enthusiastically at the suggestion. In actuality, they were probably just as disturbed by the frozen world as she was.
Aria smiled for the first time in awhile. Whatever came their way, they would succeed: time would flow on the Surface World once again. She wanted to believe in these Warriors of Light, but she smiled more for herself. The Maiden of Water needed to also believe in her own strength.