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fuckyeahfinalfantasy2010-09-27 01:43 am
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Agrias/Mustadio, A Fool's Hope, PG
(Anonymous) 2010-10-03 04:33 pm (UTC)(link)He nearly jumps out of his skin, not merely because she surprises him, but also because it's Agrias of all people speaking. Trying to fight that flush that rises through his cheeks and ears, he turns to face her.
Her hands are clasped behind her back and she regards him as calmly as ever. Mustadio exhales. "Yes... I mean, it is. My birthday, I mean," he says.
Agrias nods, no hint of a smile on her fair face and he thinks that maybe he'd run off and become a knight or a hero or something if it meant she would but smile more often. Like he saw her, once, in a bar, her lips bright with rouge.
"Take this," she says and unclasps her hands and holds out a pressed red flower.
Mustadio takes a step back, not bothering to try and hide his blush, nor able to keep his eyes from widening. "Agrias," he says and then presses his mouth firmly shut before he can spill his thoughts or feelings. "T...thank you."
Without changing expressions, she waits. Silence and then--he winces and takes the flower, darkening as their hands brush. "You are welcome," she tells him.
He drops his gaze from her to look at the flower--a wild flower, probably picked somewhere outside of the Magick City--and then he looks back at her.
"It is not fair repayment for your gift, I fear," she says and then glances aside.
"No, no!" he says, "I love it! Truly, you could have given me nothing better!"
Her stance relaxes into something only mildly uncomfortable looking and he thinks maybe that's some sort of victory, but with Agrias, you never can tell.
Mustadio smiles and says, "It is quite beautiful."
With her lips curved upwards into an almost smile, she inclines her head to the side in agreement. The fading sunlight catches the gold of her hair and makes it glimmer and Mustadio catches his breath. Her loveliness has always been beyond compare--beautiful in the morning, day, and night, beautiful when running, sitting, sleeping, or bloodied from a fight. And her beauty is effortless, because it is always second to strength, honor, and duty. Mustadio sighs.
"Are you well?" she asks him, watching him intently.
"Y-yes," he says, "I am... quite well."
He glances back at the flower in his hand and grins. Agrias, Lady Knight and Protector, has given him a flower. A sign of affection--one he probably should have been brave enough to give her first, but that is of no matter--from the woman he moons after.
And maybe he's going about this backwards, but she gave him a flower.
Mustadio pulls a book from his bag, his favorite book on mechanicks, and puts the flower gently between its pages. "I will treasure it always, as I treasure our friendship."
For a few moments she blinks at him and then the almost smile is back. "It is but flower," she tells him, "But I am glad. I... treasure our friendship as well."
She turns her face from him, uncomfortable, and, by habit, her hand grazes the hilt of her sword. Mustadio tries to keep from laughing--oh, only Agrias--and winds up spluttering instead. Both of her eyebrows raise and she looks at him.
"Are you quite well?" she asks.
Mustadio nods, going red-faced again. "I am. Thank you, Agrias."
"I am on first watch," she tells him, glancing at the almost fully-set sun, "You should rest. Today has been long, and tomorrow shall be longer still, I fear."
"May I join you?"
Agrias blinks at him and frowns. "Two sets of eyes are better than one," he tells her.
"Are two sleepless people better than one?" she asks him dryly and then, when he looks down, Agrias considers. "If you wish. I will not stop you."
It's not much, but it's a start. It's the best birthday gift he's received since starting this errand and he grins at her, and maybe, just maybe, when she turns to look back at camp, he sees her blush.
But that might be a fool's hope. With her, all hope is foolish, she is a Holy Knight, without time for such things as romance and love. Yet, Mustadio knows himself for a fool. And he does not give up.
This is a beginning, and even if they merely become better friends, it will be time well spent.
Together, they head back towards camp.
As they walk, he begins to think maybe his hope is not so foolish. After all, Agrias gave him a flower.
Mustadio grins like a fool, and moves to walk beside Agrias who nods at him. For now, this is more than enough. This is perfect and he would have it no other way.
(Sorry if this is a little off, I've only played the original FFT, not the newer version... so... I hope you enjoyed it.)
Re: Agrias/Mustadio, A Fool's Hope, PG
(Anonymous) 2010-10-04 05:13 pm (UTC)(link)