SMT2 ficlet
Title: Negotiations
Source: SMT2
Characters: Law!Aleph, Ghoulette, Angel, Dark Elf
Rating: G
Warnings: None?
Notes: Based on an actual negotiation. It happened immediately after I recruited Angel, so I just had to wonder what she was thinking when Aleph did that.
Angel wasn't quite certain what she'd gotten herself into. She'd certainly been impressed with Aleph's bravado and commanding voice, but what kind of Messiah would approach the undead for conversation?
"Hello there," Aleph said, smile as friendly as the one he'd approached her with.
The Ghoulette looked at him with a wistful stare. "Ahh...you remind me of..." she trailed off with a dreamy sigh. "...will...will you dance with me the way I used to?"
"Sure," Aleph said, putting away his weapons.
"Master Aleph!" Angel cried, unable to stop herself.
The Ghoulette put her hand on Aleph's shoulder.
Angel watched in mute horror, sure their master's kindness had cost them the initiative.
But Aleph put his arms around the living corpse in return. Ghoulette smiled and moved one hand to his waist, taking the other in her own.
And, without threat, they began to dance.
It didn't take long before the pair were enveloped in a soft white light. The Divine drew a slow breath, recognizing the anguished soul given rest.
The light cleared, leaving Aleph alone.
"Truly a Messiah," Angel breathed.
"Don't become too enthralled," said Dark Elf beside her. "The other one will not be swayed that easily. We have a battle to complete."
Source: SMT2
Characters: Law!Aleph, Ghoulette, Angel, Dark Elf
Rating: G
Warnings: None?
Notes: Based on an actual negotiation. It happened immediately after I recruited Angel, so I just had to wonder what she was thinking when Aleph did that.
Angel wasn't quite certain what she'd gotten herself into. She'd certainly been impressed with Aleph's bravado and commanding voice, but what kind of Messiah would approach the undead for conversation?
"Hello there," Aleph said, smile as friendly as the one he'd approached her with.
The Ghoulette looked at him with a wistful stare. "Ahh...you remind me of..." she trailed off with a dreamy sigh. "...will...will you dance with me the way I used to?"
"Sure," Aleph said, putting away his weapons.
"Master Aleph!" Angel cried, unable to stop herself.
The Ghoulette put her hand on Aleph's shoulder.
Angel watched in mute horror, sure their master's kindness had cost them the initiative.
But Aleph put his arms around the living corpse in return. Ghoulette smiled and moved one hand to his waist, taking the other in her own.
And, without threat, they began to dance.
It didn't take long before the pair were enveloped in a soft white light. The Divine drew a slow breath, recognizing the anguished soul given rest.
The light cleared, leaving Aleph alone.
"Truly a Messiah," Angel breathed.
"Don't become too enthralled," said Dark Elf beside her. "The other one will not be swayed that easily. We have a battle to complete."