[Final Fantasy VI] Warmth
Pairing: Locke/Terra
Rating: G
Contains: Very minor spoilers.
Notes: 100
Wordcount: Written for saharasnow
Summary: She notices his warmth.
Beta: None
The thing she notices most is his heat.
The Empire, what she remembers of it, is the chill of steel and the harsh winds off the mountains in winter. Ruthless efficiency was the watchword, not that she had any choice in the matter; the Slave Crown enforced swift compliance and straightforward action.
Locke brings her flowers, tiny purple things stubbornly growing in the cracks of Mt. Koltz. She treasures them, and the feel of his warm, calloused skin on hers when he presses the flowers into her hands.
Most of all she treasures his smile, warm with camaraderie and reassurance.
Rating: G
Contains: Very minor spoilers.
Notes: 100
Wordcount: Written for saharasnow
Summary: She notices his warmth.
Beta: None
The thing she notices most is his heat.
The Empire, what she remembers of it, is the chill of steel and the harsh winds off the mountains in winter. Ruthless efficiency was the watchword, not that she had any choice in the matter; the Slave Crown enforced swift compliance and straightforward action.
Locke brings her flowers, tiny purple things stubbornly growing in the cracks of Mt. Koltz. She treasures them, and the feel of his warm, calloused skin on hers when he presses the flowers into her hands.
Most of all she treasures his smile, warm with camaraderie and reassurance.