[ffxii/hp] Flights of Fantasy: Volume III!
Title: Common Sense
Fandom: Crossover: FFXII/HP
Characters: Larsa, Luna, Penelo
Rating: G
Prompt: Penelo and Luna teaming up to create havoc in Archades, while Larsa looks on, from mariagoner!
Nargles.
Larsa, who prides himself in his patience, is so insufferably sick of that word. Not the being itself - it’s quite obvious it doesn’t exist. But the two syllables spun from that dreamy tongue are enough to give the silly concept life, and hands with which to claw at Larsa’s ears.
“Don’t be angry with her,” Penelo tells him, voice gentle but warning. “She’s just a kid.”
“She’s your age!” And within that is the unspoken argument: She’s five years my senior, and even I don’t believe in this nonsense.
“She’s imaginative,” Penelo argues. “Let her be creative. She and Vaan will only be here a few days while he gets in touch with some informants of Balthier’s.”
“I’m going to pretend very fervently that I did not just hear that, and am in no way conscious of pirating in Archades,” he says evenly. Somewhere mid-sentence, the bright blonde in question had walked in, her dreamy gaze drawn to concern.
“Having trouble hearing?” she asks, tiptoeing forward. Larsa thinks there’s something about her never quite in balance, mentally or physically. “Wrackspurts, probably.” She turns to Penelo. “Do you have any cotton balls? You block out the sounds and Wrackspurts become tired. Very effective for getting rid of them, and much cheaper than Wrackspurt-B-Gone.”
“How counterproductive,” mutters Larsa.
Penelo smiles. “I’m sure Larsa can take care of it. He’s handled worse than Wrackspurts.”
Luna’s frown deepens. “Oh, I hope not… Crumple-Horned Snorkacks?”
Larsa wishes he hadn’t heard that. “Luna, while I appreciate your advice, I really must insist that there is no such thing -”
Penelo cuts in, “As an Archadian Crumple-Horned Snorkack.”
Silvery-blue eyes widen in mirth, pearl pink lips releasing a laugh. “Well, of course there aren’t any Archadian Crumple-Horned Snorkacks! I’m not stupid, you know.”
And how Larsa would love for Nargles to be useful for once, and take Luna away as they so often did her belongings.
Fandom: Crossover: FFXII/HP
Characters: Larsa, Luna, Penelo
Rating: G
Prompt: Penelo and Luna teaming up to create havoc in Archades, while Larsa looks on, from mariagoner!
Nargles.
Larsa, who prides himself in his patience, is so insufferably sick of that word. Not the being itself - it’s quite obvious it doesn’t exist. But the two syllables spun from that dreamy tongue are enough to give the silly concept life, and hands with which to claw at Larsa’s ears.
“Don’t be angry with her,” Penelo tells him, voice gentle but warning. “She’s just a kid.”
“She’s your age!” And within that is the unspoken argument: She’s five years my senior, and even I don’t believe in this nonsense.
“She’s imaginative,” Penelo argues. “Let her be creative. She and Vaan will only be here a few days while he gets in touch with some informants of Balthier’s.”
“I’m going to pretend very fervently that I did not just hear that, and am in no way conscious of pirating in Archades,” he says evenly. Somewhere mid-sentence, the bright blonde in question had walked in, her dreamy gaze drawn to concern.
“Having trouble hearing?” she asks, tiptoeing forward. Larsa thinks there’s something about her never quite in balance, mentally or physically. “Wrackspurts, probably.” She turns to Penelo. “Do you have any cotton balls? You block out the sounds and Wrackspurts become tired. Very effective for getting rid of them, and much cheaper than Wrackspurt-B-Gone.”
“How counterproductive,” mutters Larsa.
Penelo smiles. “I’m sure Larsa can take care of it. He’s handled worse than Wrackspurts.”
Luna’s frown deepens. “Oh, I hope not… Crumple-Horned Snorkacks?”
Larsa wishes he hadn’t heard that. “Luna, while I appreciate your advice, I really must insist that there is no such thing -”
Penelo cuts in, “As an Archadian Crumple-Horned Snorkack.”
Silvery-blue eyes widen in mirth, pearl pink lips releasing a laugh. “Well, of course there aren’t any Archadian Crumple-Horned Snorkacks! I’m not stupid, you know.”
And how Larsa would love for Nargles to be useful for once, and take Luna away as they so often did her belongings.