Suikoden III; 15:00; Flowering Casimari
Theme: 15:00
Title: Flowering Casimari
Fandom: Suikoden III
Character/Pairing: Sasarai & Dios
Category: Friendship
Rating/Warnings: G; none
Disclaimer: Suikoden III belongs to Konami.
There were petals drifting in the harbor. A conflagration of yellows, reds, pinks, and oranges greeted Dios and Sasarai as their ship sailed in, the floral colors stretching out above and between the buildings. The architecture featured a mix of styles- whitewashed mainland Harmonian adobe and the traditional wooden structures of the island, along with a smattering of Falenan and Island Nations buildings put up by foreign imports. Within Harmonia, it was one of a kind (the slight distance separating Casimari from the mainland was enough to foster a unique culture that dated back to before the island was annexed by Harmonia).
Sasarai leaned against the railing, gazing into the water, watching shreds of blossoms bob up and down on the tide.
"The sea air is good for your health, isn't it? I heard from your servants that you frequent the coast," Dios leaned his arms on the metal beside him. "Are you a bit on the fragile side?"
"I suppose when I was a boy. ...I seemed hearty enough during the war, outside of situations outside of my control, didn't I?" Sasarai sounded a bit nervous at the idea that he might have presented a weak front during the war (though to who, Dios couldn't guess), "In any case, Dr. Miyo thinks what troubles I have these days are probably psychological."
The ship was moored with due ease and Dios walked ahead, carrying his bishop's luggage. He arranged for a chair to be set out for Sasarai by the sunshades in front of the inn that was putting them up. He thought Sasarai would appreciate the chance to rest before they went off to see whatever it was that had attracted him to this location. Long travels like this morning's (they had come straight from Fehnt after leaving Crystal Valley the day prior) tended to wear Sasarai out.
"Please, have a seat." Dios was glad that his bishop caught up with him just in time to benefit from his resourcefulness. Sasarai sat down and Dios sought out a chair to pull over to sit beside him.
"Aaah, Casimari!" Sasarai sighed contentedly, stretching his arms up over his head. His loose, white sleeves slipped down past his elbows.
Dios hoped he would take care not to let himself be overly exposed to the sun. His skin was quite pale. It was easy to tell he spent most of his time indoors. "I take it you have visited the island before, sir?"
"Just once, with the bishops Lord Heizan and Lord Gavelle. I was fortunate enough to receive permission to accompany them on a short business trip."
"I suppose you knew the climate and nature of this place then," Dios pulled out his handkerchief and wiped away a bit of sweat that was already beginning to coalesce on his brow, "I had heard about it, but that wasn't enough to convince me that such tropical conditions could exist anywhere in Harmonia."
"It's not quite tropical. Safia de la Croix has told me it's largely a result of the wind and ocean currents that such a place can exist at this latitude."
"She would know." Dios considered Admiral de la Croix and his daughter smart people, although he didn't hold the Harmonian navy in much higher regard than any other person affiliated with the standard (land-based) military did.
"So, are you enjoying yourself yet?"
It was relaxing seeing his bishop behave in such a laidback manner- that in itself was pleasant to Dios. "I'll probably get more into the Casimari spirit after I have an orange or two, but it is a delightful location."
"Are you sure the only specialty that's enticing you is oranges?" Sasarai laughed, "What about tanned women wearing flowers in their hair? What about drinks so fruity and sweet you won't realize you're drunk until you're knocked off your feet?"
"Mere distractions," Dios chuckled, "Temptations I can ill afford- both of them. I am here for one thing only- to enjoy the late spring sun and flowering trees with you."
"And for an orange or two?" Sasarai added, his teasing at its cheery gentlest.
"I'm willing to pass on the orange if necessary. ...The time with you, on the other hand, is non-negotiable."
"My," Sasarai grinned, "Such a gentleman! Clearly this is what's allowed you to captivate women from Beilan to Budehuc!"
"It really isn't anything as grand as all that..." Certainly a few select ladies had fallen for him, but they were more exceptions than the rule. He had never been popular with anyone. Sasarai didn't just see past his social ineptitude, he didn't appear to notice it in the first place.
The bells rang out from atop the Casimari Cathedral. "Three o'clock?" Sasarai counted out their number. "It seems like as good a time as any to get up and actually see the promised thousand flowering trees up close and personally, don't you think? We can make a long, leisurely tour of it and be back in time for a nice outdoor dinner."
"After you, sir," Dios stood and doffed his hat.
"Why thank you."
Without an invitation the bishop took his arm. "I imagine a short vacation is as good for your mental health as it is for mine."
Perhaps it was good that Sasarai had latched onto him. It forced Dios to slow to his companion's casual tourist pace. He reached over and touched Sasarai's small hand. "As I believe I said before, sir- just being around you is beneficial to me."
Title: Flowering Casimari
Fandom: Suikoden III
Character/Pairing: Sasarai & Dios
Category: Friendship
Rating/Warnings: G; none
Disclaimer: Suikoden III belongs to Konami.
There were petals drifting in the harbor. A conflagration of yellows, reds, pinks, and oranges greeted Dios and Sasarai as their ship sailed in, the floral colors stretching out above and between the buildings. The architecture featured a mix of styles- whitewashed mainland Harmonian adobe and the traditional wooden structures of the island, along with a smattering of Falenan and Island Nations buildings put up by foreign imports. Within Harmonia, it was one of a kind (the slight distance separating Casimari from the mainland was enough to foster a unique culture that dated back to before the island was annexed by Harmonia).
Sasarai leaned against the railing, gazing into the water, watching shreds of blossoms bob up and down on the tide.
"The sea air is good for your health, isn't it? I heard from your servants that you frequent the coast," Dios leaned his arms on the metal beside him. "Are you a bit on the fragile side?"
"I suppose when I was a boy. ...I seemed hearty enough during the war, outside of situations outside of my control, didn't I?" Sasarai sounded a bit nervous at the idea that he might have presented a weak front during the war (though to who, Dios couldn't guess), "In any case, Dr. Miyo thinks what troubles I have these days are probably psychological."
The ship was moored with due ease and Dios walked ahead, carrying his bishop's luggage. He arranged for a chair to be set out for Sasarai by the sunshades in front of the inn that was putting them up. He thought Sasarai would appreciate the chance to rest before they went off to see whatever it was that had attracted him to this location. Long travels like this morning's (they had come straight from Fehnt after leaving Crystal Valley the day prior) tended to wear Sasarai out.
"Please, have a seat." Dios was glad that his bishop caught up with him just in time to benefit from his resourcefulness. Sasarai sat down and Dios sought out a chair to pull over to sit beside him.
"Aaah, Casimari!" Sasarai sighed contentedly, stretching his arms up over his head. His loose, white sleeves slipped down past his elbows.
Dios hoped he would take care not to let himself be overly exposed to the sun. His skin was quite pale. It was easy to tell he spent most of his time indoors. "I take it you have visited the island before, sir?"
"Just once, with the bishops Lord Heizan and Lord Gavelle. I was fortunate enough to receive permission to accompany them on a short business trip."
"I suppose you knew the climate and nature of this place then," Dios pulled out his handkerchief and wiped away a bit of sweat that was already beginning to coalesce on his brow, "I had heard about it, but that wasn't enough to convince me that such tropical conditions could exist anywhere in Harmonia."
"It's not quite tropical. Safia de la Croix has told me it's largely a result of the wind and ocean currents that such a place can exist at this latitude."
"She would know." Dios considered Admiral de la Croix and his daughter smart people, although he didn't hold the Harmonian navy in much higher regard than any other person affiliated with the standard (land-based) military did.
"So, are you enjoying yourself yet?"
It was relaxing seeing his bishop behave in such a laidback manner- that in itself was pleasant to Dios. "I'll probably get more into the Casimari spirit after I have an orange or two, but it is a delightful location."
"Are you sure the only specialty that's enticing you is oranges?" Sasarai laughed, "What about tanned women wearing flowers in their hair? What about drinks so fruity and sweet you won't realize you're drunk until you're knocked off your feet?"
"Mere distractions," Dios chuckled, "Temptations I can ill afford- both of them. I am here for one thing only- to enjoy the late spring sun and flowering trees with you."
"And for an orange or two?" Sasarai added, his teasing at its cheery gentlest.
"I'm willing to pass on the orange if necessary. ...The time with you, on the other hand, is non-negotiable."
"My," Sasarai grinned, "Such a gentleman! Clearly this is what's allowed you to captivate women from Beilan to Budehuc!"
"It really isn't anything as grand as all that..." Certainly a few select ladies had fallen for him, but they were more exceptions than the rule. He had never been popular with anyone. Sasarai didn't just see past his social ineptitude, he didn't appear to notice it in the first place.
The bells rang out from atop the Casimari Cathedral. "Three o'clock?" Sasarai counted out their number. "It seems like as good a time as any to get up and actually see the promised thousand flowering trees up close and personally, don't you think? We can make a long, leisurely tour of it and be back in time for a nice outdoor dinner."
"After you, sir," Dios stood and doffed his hat.
"Why thank you."
Without an invitation the bishop took his arm. "I imagine a short vacation is as good for your mental health as it is for mine."
Perhaps it was good that Sasarai had latched onto him. It forced Dios to slow to his companion's casual tourist pace. He reached over and touched Sasarai's small hand. "As I believe I said before, sir- just being around you is beneficial to me."