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Convincing Fang to join the Calvary.

The woman from Pulse stood on the bridge, one hand on her hip, the other balancing her spear against the floor, staring at the window. Cid approached her with caution -- she seemed more relaxed now than she had when they had taken her, but she'd still knocked down a dozen of his best men, and Rygdea was likely to be several more hours in the infirmary. "Pardon me."

She turned, blue eyes snapping as she looked at him. "What do you want? Why are you holding me captive?"

"Not captive," he replied, taking a careful step closer. "Protective custody."

"Hmmph!" She flipped her spear over her shoulder to hang it off her belt, then crossed her arms. "Seems like captivity to me." Cid could read it on her face: the impatience to be gone, the urgency of her errand. He was an obstacle to her goal, nothing more.

In that case, he would have to present himself as the means to her end. He opened a hand and held it out to her, a gesture of peace. "You could join us."

"Join you?" She snorted, then shook her head. "The Cocoon military doesn't usually welcome l'Cie, especially not when they come from Pulse. Tell me why I shouldn't be fighting my way free of this ship right now."

"Because we're on the same side." Cid let his hand clench into a fist. "You would see the fal'Cie destroyed, the government of Cocoon fallen from power? So would I. We have become too dependent on the fal'Cie, too soft, too vulnerable. We would be better off living like the people of Pulse: partners with the fal'Cie, not slaves or even servants."

She raised an eyebrow, clearly skeptical. "Dissidents within the Cocoon military?" Cid nodded, and she shrugged. "All right, tell me more."

Cid felt the quick tug from his brand, the one that told him he was on the right track; he took a deep breath to keep from gritting his teeth. "You say that you can't remember why you and your partner were in the Vestige. But it seems likely enough that your goals and mine align. If you join us in the Calvary, I will help you find her."

He heard the hiss of a sharp breath between her teeth. Yessssss. The sound echoed in his head, the rasping whisper that Cid had come to hate. She is listening, and soon you will have her.

For a long moment, she stood there, and Cid waited, almost holding her breath. When she finally shifted, it was to hold out her hand. "All right," she said. "Can't make any promises, but let's see if we can work together. The name's Fang."

Cid allowed himself a brief smile, and took her hand to shake it, letting her envelop his hand in her strong grip. "Welcome aboard, Fang. I'm sure we'll have a productive partnership. Now tell me about your friend."

Prompter here, oh my goodness this was great! ^^

I adored how both Fang and Cid were portrayed. xD Awesome!

Thanks!! :D Really glad you liked it.

[I kind of failed at the pairing part, except in a platonic way. I hope that you like!]

The soldiers had kept Fang under watch the whole time she'd been on the Lindblum; there had been no fewer than five men watching her at all times, guns trained at her head. Nothing she couldn't handle, but still, she was curious. Why were they keeping her alive?

Everything had gone to hell in very short order after they'd discovered what was in that remnant. One minute she'd been asking around, looking for Vanille and wondering how it could possibly not be obvious that she wasn't from Cocoon; the next, they'd started rounding people up for some sort of purge. She'd tried to lay low, hoping to hide out and find Vanille after the rush had subsided, but these guys had found her first. She'd been expected to be sent out to the trains, though, not led at gunpoint to what looked like one of the nicer airships in this place.

She supposed that they thought it would intimidate her. Well, they were going to be disappointed. She'd seen far worse things. And the man with the dark hair who was walking up to her? Heh.

"So you're the one of the two l'Cie who have been causing the trouble on Cocoon," he said as he approached her.

"Who wants to know?" she said, crossing her arms.

"My name is Cid Raines, Commander of the Cavalry." He nodded in greeting. He was obviously very foolish to approach her this way, or very brave. Probably both. "And if I may ask your name?"

"Fang," she said briefly. Her full name wasn't going to mean anything to this man anyway. He was far too soft; he didn't look as if he'd fought a day in his life. He'd probably been born to command, without having to endure the indignity of actual fighting. His men, though... some of them looked as if they'd seen some action. Like the scruffy one that had walked in behind him - he seemed to be a bit tougher.

He nodded. "Well, Fang, let me cut to the chase. We know who you are, and that you are not born of Cocoon. We know that you were one of the two responsible for the incident at Euride Gorge."

"Sounds like you know a lot," she said. "But can you prove it?"

Cid pulled something out of the pocket of his long coat and pointed it, and pressed the button. Fang tensed, ready to counterattack, only to see a still image projected in the air in front of her. It was blurred, but unmistakable - Fang herself striding confidently into the power station, with Vanille behind her, trying to stop her. She felt a pang in her chest - where was Vanille now? She must have been having a hard time of it, alone.... Fang knew it was her own fault that they'd been separated. She hoped that Vanille was all right.

"All right, then," she said after a moment. "So what do you want of me? Figured that if any of you military types caught me, you'd kill me on sight."

"Most of the other Sanctum forces would have done so," Cid said. "I had another reason to search you out. I had hoped to enlist your aid."

She blinked at him. "Excuse me?"

"You fight against the Cocoon fal'Cie, as do I. Let us fight them together."

Fang stared for a moment. "You want to..." Then she started laughing. "Oh, that is a good one!"

"I understand your incredulity, but I am being serious." Cid didn't even crack a smile. "The fal'Cie control Cocoon. They are strangling its people, making us dependent upon them. My men and I believe that it is time to bring down the Sanctum and its fal'Cie masters. Fight with us, and you will be fighting against your enemy. Is that not acceptable?"

She didn't stop laughing right away; it took a few more seconds. Finally, wiping the tears out of her eyes, she managed to right herself. "You really think you can bring down the fal'Cie?"

"With your help, perhaps we can."

"Flattery isn't going to get you anywhere," she said. "If you want my help, you'll have to fight me."

"I beg your pardon?"

"I thought I was clear. If you want my help, fight me. Show me you're braver than you look."

"I see." Cid shrugged out of his coat. He was wearing a sword by his side, and drew it carefully. "Man-to-man combat, then. I won't risk my men's lives in this."

"You're braver than I expected." Fang readied her spear. She could see the men around her tense as she swung it around, brought it to bear on her opponent. "Or crazier."

"Given my goals," Cid commented dryly, "I suspect both are true."

"Don't do this, Commander," the long-haired man shouted behind them. "She'll kill you!"

"Rygdea," Cid answered, turning to look at him. "I must do whatever is necessary to win this woman over as an ally."

"She's a Pulsian! Haven't you read about the war? They're no better than wild beasts in combat!"

Fang snorted. "I'm not sure if I should be insulted or flattered," she said quietly, half-smiling. A few of the soldiers seemed to shudder; a few others seemed to aim a little more carefully. They'd kill her handily if they chose to fire on her, l'Cie or no.

"That's enough, Rygdea," Cid said evenly. "You trust my judgment, do you not?"

"I've trusted you for years," the man answered. "But I don't want to watch you be cut down for -"

"If you've ever trusted in me before," Cid interrupted, "then trust me now. No man is to open fire unless I so order, or I am killed. Is that clear?"

Rygdea hesitated. She glanced at him, and could see the emotions warring in his face. This Commander Raines must at least know what he's doing; the loyalty that he commanded was impressive to say the least. "Yes, sir," he finally answered, saluting.

"Very well, then." He turned back to Fang, falling into a defensive stance. "Are you ready?"

"Always." She smirked. "Let's do this."

The battle began with no further preamble.

Cid was skilled; Fang would give him that much. He knew what he was doing with his blade, and he had a perfect sense of timing. If he'd been fighting a lesser opponent, he might've won. But Fang had something that she was sure no one on Cocoon had. She had the instincts of a predator, honed to a razor's edge on the Archelyte Steppes; she didn't care about form or timing, except to the extend that it kept her alive. He was a better opponent than she'd expected, but he was still no match, and she had him disarmed in short order.

Fang did not speak again until the point of her spear is resting securely at his throat. "So you truly believe in this," she says, staring him down as she holds him at bay. "You would die for this."

His eyes were surprisingly fierce for someone that she could kill in a matter of half a second. "I would."

"Even if it meant that you'd never see your cause become a reality?"

"Yes," he said, his voice even. He was not the slightest bit rattled. For a moment, Fang wondered if this was the first time someone had forced him to his knees. "Even then."

Commander Raine's men were wavering; she could see it in their eyes. The scruffy one was trying to stay focused, but he was practically beside himself; he wasn't going to be able to relax until her spear was away from his commander's throat, one way or the other. She was going to have time for one more question, if she was right; she needed to make it count. "Why would that be worth it?"

"There are more important things than glory," Cid answered, with no hesitation. "Even if I die, if Cocoon can live free of the fal'Cie again, I will have no regrets. I have faith that the people will be able to find their way without me."

She smiled sourly at that. She remembered Oerba, remembered how they'd followed Anima's edicts until the end. Her rule had made Oerba prosperous, even if they had been less free. Would losing Anima really have made a difference? Or would it have sparked a bloody rebellion, until they found someone else to follow? "I'm not sure I do," she said, and withdrew her spear, putting it to rest. She could feel the relief in the air, even though the Cavalrymen did not lower their weapons. "Best be sure you survive."

Cid laughed dryly. "I intend to try," he said, as he stood up - quickly enough that Fang did not have the chance to offer him a hand. Not bad, she had to admit. Maybe there was more to him than she'd seen. "So you'll join us, Fang? You'll fight by our side?"

"You'll keep your promise about... about the others?" She would not say Vanille's name again. She needed to stand strong. Vanille herself would understand, she hoped, if she had been there.

"They will not be harmed, if it is within my power to keep them safe," he said. "I can make no promises about the rest of Cocoon, however."

"Wouldn't expect you to." She secured her spear and extended her hand. "Common cause, then."

"So it seems." He took her hand, shook it firmly. "We're in route to the location where the l'Cie were last reported. You'd best be prepared for a fight."

"Don't worry. I will be."

Cid laughed. "I have no doubt." He turned to the nearest soldier. "Lead her to her new cabin," he said. "We have a few hours, and I would have her rested."

"Sir!" the man said, and turned away immediately, walking a little too quickly. Fang couldn't help but smile as she followed him.

So, the man she was following was a believer, eh? Fang couldn't quite understand that; she'd always been a pragmatist, unwilling to disbelieve what she saw with her own eyes in the name of faith to something she couldn't see or understand. It had often been a point of contention with other villagers, including Vanille. But she just couldn't ignore what she saw every day, with her own eyes, and think that praying would make it go away.

Still, the fact that he had that faith meant something. It meant that he was doing this for the right reasons. He wasn't just another upstart, after his own personal glory; he really cared about the people of this place. She'd heard that sincerity in his voice, as clear as day; it was hard for anyone to be anything but sincere when he knew he was staring death in the face. So yes, she'd follow him. And maybe help him, once they found Vanille, and the other poor bastards who'd been dragged into this.

Following a man who was willing to die for a cause wasn't the worst choice she'd ever made, after all. He had resolve that she didn't, anyway; she wasn't sure she'd have it in her to sacrifice her life, if she was in the same situation. Maybe she had something to learn from him after all.

The platonic aspect totally worked. I really enjoyed this and you did a really great job.

Oh, this is super cool! Your Fang voice is great, I could really hear her.

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