Secrets Kept With Good Reason (FF3 [PG])
Title: Secrets Kept With Good Reason
Fandom: Final Fantasy III
Rating: PG
Characters: Luneth, Ingus, Refia, Arc
Summary: "Why Luneth? Why didn't you say anything?"
"Stop it! Get off!"
Luneth pulls away, tries to extract himself, but it doesn't work. Refia hits him from behind and he topples to the ground. The redhead sits on him and he gives an agonized cry as his wound is ground into the dirt.
"So you are hurt!" Refia shouts, smacking the back of his head. "You idiot! Why didn't you say anything?"
She gets up and he cringes, curling into a ball at the pain. Like burning fire in his chest--it hurts so damn much. Ingus yanks up his tunic without any ceremony and stares at the throbbing, sickly colored scab running across his chest. It's obvious he hasn't taken care of it right, hasn't known how to take care of it right and--even Arc looks pretty upset, scowling fiercely.
"Why?" Ingus demands, hand hovering over the wound, denying a much needed Cure spell in preference of an answer. "Why Luneth? Why didn't you say anything?" The hovering hand twists into his raised tunic, gives him a shake. "Do you think dying of infection somehow makes you a man?" Ingus growls in a low voice.
Luneth looks a way and mutters something unintelligable. "What?" Arc demands sharply from behind the other two. Luneth turns back with a heated look. "If I told you I knew you'd want to know how I got it!" He snaps knowing the secret's up.
Refia looks like she wants to hit him again. "Of all the--what's so awful about it that you can't tell us?" Her voice is quite shrill, and she's more than just a touch angry. Luneth looks away again, face coloring slightly. "I don't want to say," he mumbles and Ingus gives him a cajoling shake that rattles his brain.
"Stop! Alright! Alright! It happened last week... When we were in those woods. I got up in the middle of the night to go to the latrine and a monster attacked me while I was...um....busy......" Luneth shuts his eyes and waits. He doesn't have to wait long as the other three burst into laughter. The cooling feel of a Cure washes over him. When he opens his eyes everyone's pleasant again.
He knows they're going to be alluding to this for the rest of the week.
Fandom: Final Fantasy III
Rating: PG
Characters: Luneth, Ingus, Refia, Arc
Summary: "Why Luneth? Why didn't you say anything?"
"Stop it! Get off!"
Luneth pulls away, tries to extract himself, but it doesn't work. Refia hits him from behind and he topples to the ground. The redhead sits on him and he gives an agonized cry as his wound is ground into the dirt.
"So you are hurt!" Refia shouts, smacking the back of his head. "You idiot! Why didn't you say anything?"
She gets up and he cringes, curling into a ball at the pain. Like burning fire in his chest--it hurts so damn much. Ingus yanks up his tunic without any ceremony and stares at the throbbing, sickly colored scab running across his chest. It's obvious he hasn't taken care of it right, hasn't known how to take care of it right and--even Arc looks pretty upset, scowling fiercely.
"Why?" Ingus demands, hand hovering over the wound, denying a much needed Cure spell in preference of an answer. "Why Luneth? Why didn't you say anything?" The hovering hand twists into his raised tunic, gives him a shake. "Do you think dying of infection somehow makes you a man?" Ingus growls in a low voice.
Luneth looks a way and mutters something unintelligable. "What?" Arc demands sharply from behind the other two. Luneth turns back with a heated look. "If I told you I knew you'd want to know how I got it!" He snaps knowing the secret's up.
Refia looks like she wants to hit him again. "Of all the--what's so awful about it that you can't tell us?" Her voice is quite shrill, and she's more than just a touch angry. Luneth looks away again, face coloring slightly. "I don't want to say," he mumbles and Ingus gives him a cajoling shake that rattles his brain.
"Stop! Alright! Alright! It happened last week... When we were in those woods. I got up in the middle of the night to go to the latrine and a monster attacked me while I was...um....busy......" Luneth shuts his eyes and waits. He doesn't have to wait long as the other three burst into laughter. The cooling feel of a Cure washes over him. When he opens his eyes everyone's pleasant again.
He knows they're going to be alluding to this for the rest of the week.