Final Fantasy Crossover Meme

[shiny_glor_chan]

All right! The semester's over (for me), and my summer vacation has started! Know what that means? Meme time! I haven't done one in SO long, and I haven't done one for Final Fantasy yet, so this is needed

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Cecil, Ramza, for realz

[terra]

The moon hangs low in Baron, pale and sober and true. It is early nightfall when Ramza passes through the castle gate, his sister's footfalls twelve steps behind. Baron's towers are spired as they are in Ivalice, but their points seem to scratch at something higher.

A simple-dressed squire leads him into the antechamber with slender hands. Their shadows come alive in the firelight, the torches whispering in strange, uncertain tongues.

Standing by the fireside is a man with hair spun like moonlight and worry carved deep into his face. He is very young, young as Delita. "Hail traveler," he says without moving, eyes following the embroidered lines on Ramza's tunic. "Have you either purpose or name?"

"I am called Ramza, a squire. I can offer thee my sword, humble though it may be, in exchange for home and hearth, and peace for my sister." He does not bow.

"And Baron is always in need of knights." The king considers. "Are you willing to swear loyalty to our cause?"

"Beg pardon, milord," Ramza replies, "but I've had enough of causes. I'll protect men and women, their homes and livelihood. People-I'll swear to that."

Cecil laughs. "You're a wiser man than I, then. Fetch your sister, bring her in from the cold-I'm sure we can come to some arrangement in the morning. Welcome to Baron."

"My thanks." The two shake hands as equals before Ramza moves towards the door.

The king stares into the fire, strange green eyes picking up something unearthly in the sparks.

"Ah, Lord Cecil? Is there something wrong?" Ramza asks.

"Oh no, it's nothing." He pauses. "I am glad to have you, truly." Cecil presses a gloved hand close to his chest and sighs. "It's just- I was expecting someone else."