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Fandom: Golden Sun
Rating: PG
Request: Young Eoleo's quest to seduce Captain Piers, the moe-est of all
For: Aza
When Eoleo was ten, he convinced his father (with help from his mother, all's fair in love and war) to let him take off on a relatively short journey with Capitain Piers.
It was for his education! he said.
A good sailor must know about all ships!
Capitain Piers knew the seas of Weyard like no other, even after the world changed!
He wasn't sure what his mother added, but it definitely did the trick.
And lo, two months after his birthday, he was proudly stepping on board the winged ship.
Learning how to man a lemurian ship wasn't his only goal, of course (and thankfully, because with the way Piers guarded it and trusted no one near its precious wings, he didn't learn much). Piers himself was the object of study, because ever since he had been five, a mystery had been bothering him:
How could someone who was probably hundreds of years old be so cute?
Not that he would tell Piers that, of course. The flustered denial would be cute, but then he'd probably lose any other chance to get anywhere, and that would be sad. Instead, he observed, and prodded and teased, using his youthful charm to put the lemurian off his guard and then swooping in for the kill--or rather, juicy information. It was a slow process, but he was sure it would all add up one day.
One day.
In the meantime, maybe he'd finally get to learn his age.
Rating: PG
Request: Young Eoleo's quest to seduce Captain Piers, the moe-est of all
For: Aza
When Eoleo was ten, he convinced his father (with help from his mother, all's fair in love and war) to let him take off on a relatively short journey with Capitain Piers.
It was for his education! he said.
A good sailor must know about all ships!
Capitain Piers knew the seas of Weyard like no other, even after the world changed!
He wasn't sure what his mother added, but it definitely did the trick.
And lo, two months after his birthday, he was proudly stepping on board the winged ship.
Learning how to man a lemurian ship wasn't his only goal, of course (and thankfully, because with the way Piers guarded it and trusted no one near its precious wings, he didn't learn much). Piers himself was the object of study, because ever since he had been five, a mystery had been bothering him:
How could someone who was probably hundreds of years old be so cute?
Not that he would tell Piers that, of course. The flustered denial would be cute, but then he'd probably lose any other chance to get anywhere, and that would be sad. Instead, he observed, and prodded and teased, using his youthful charm to put the lemurian off his guard and then swooping in for the kill--or rather, juicy information. It was a slow process, but he was sure it would all add up one day.
One day.
In the meantime, maybe he'd finally get to learn his age.