http://lacqualia.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] lacqualia.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] witchesreign2010-05-02 12:13 am

Vanille ❀ №1 ❀ Spoilers for FFXIII up ahead!

[ The orientation had been over for a few hours. The roaming Vanille finds herself somewhere inside the training center. A wistful hum tickles her throat as she skips through the battered terrain. Content as can be with the abundance of plants, she happily makes her way through the series of trails. A hollowing ROAR puts the small redhead to a stop dead in her tracks, her happy bubble officially burst. Slowly gazing up and up, she finds herself face to face with a T-Rexaur. ]

Whoah uh...uhhhh

[ Quickly glancing around, she decides to carefully trace her steps backwards. The T-Rexaur takes one step forward, provoking a full blown shriek from girl as the ground beneath her trembles. Without another hesitation, she stumbles into a sprint back the way she came. ]

[identity profile] fleeorflight.livejournal.com 2010-05-06 07:52 am (UTC)(link)
[This might as well be the variety show of the decade, the way he's watching. His nose wrinkles a bit as he watches her down that globby mess. In his experience, bright neon green things never meant anything good, but if worse came to worst, at least he had a Dispel ready. He's almost afraid to ask-]

Wh-what does it taste like?

[identity profile] brokenbrand.livejournal.com 2010-05-06 08:00 am (UTC)(link)
[ And the verdict- ]

Tastes like...
Sort of...
A bit frui-
well, let's just say it's better than hot dog, but that ain't saying much. [ A shudder. ]
You can feel it wigglin' all the way down, almost like something you dug up out of the mud.
Edited 2010-05-06 08:01 (UTC)

[identity profile] fleeorflight.livejournal.com 2010-05-06 08:09 am (UTC)(link)
[What kind of thing wiggles in your mouth when you-

Hope stares down at the jello very suspiciously, now.]


...I'll, um. Stick to my omelet.

[identity profile] brokenbrand.livejournal.com 2010-05-06 08:37 am (UTC)(link)
[ Going. To starve. ]

No? Guess I'll just have that slice of cake, if you don't want it.

[ She shares a wink with Hope, then reaches to take the little slice out of Vanille's reach. ]

[identity profile] fleeorflight.livejournal.com 2010-05-06 09:03 am (UTC)(link)
[Hope laughs, watching as the heist is pulled off without even a moment's delay.]

Oh, that was one of the only normal looking things Vanille got, too.

[identity profile] brokenbrand.livejournal.com 2010-05-06 09:20 am (UTC)(link)
Mhm, I bet. It smells sweet, and [ Fang's fork breaks into the slice ] it's fluffy and soft...

[identity profile] fleeorflight.livejournal.com 2010-05-06 09:35 am (UTC)(link)
I saw it on the menu - it's a daily special, too. I think that means we won't get that cake again until a while has passed.

[All smiles and sincerity here.]

You're so lucky, Fang!

[identity profile] brokenbrand.livejournal.com 2010-05-07 05:04 am (UTC)(link)
That's me in a nutshell. Lady Luck and me are like this. [ She crosses two fingers together to indicate the level of closeness. ]

[ She deliberately lifts the forkful right past Vanille's face. And the airplane starts its descent, heading in for the hangar- ]

[identity profile] fleeorflight.livejournal.com 2010-05-07 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
[Hope watches with amusement, leaning his elbows on the table.]

Did you eat something bad, Vanille? You look kind of funny.

[identity profile] brokenbrand.livejournal.com 2010-05-07 06:25 am (UTC)(link)
[ With a laugh, Fang pops the forkful into Vanille's wide open whinebox, then claps Hope on the shoulder. ]

Lesson in strategy for you, kid.

[identity profile] fleeorflight.livejournal.com 2010-05-07 06:33 am (UTC)(link)
Preemptively strike when the enemy's open?

[He laughs.]

I knew that one already.

[identity profile] brokenbrand.livejournal.com 2010-05-07 06:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ She gives them both a one-armed hugsqueeze. ]

You two seen Light yet?

[identity profile] fleeorflight.livejournal.com 2010-05-07 06:59 am (UTC)(link)
[Instant Perk.]

She's here too?!

[identity profile] brokenbrand.livejournal.com 2010-05-07 07:05 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, she's here all right.

[ Slowly squishing them together. ]

Her, and Snow.

[identity profile] fleeorflight.livejournal.com 2010-05-07 07:08 am (UTC)(link)
[Wait a minute, the count's off- oof. Hope leans his head back as he's squished whoa female anatomy.]

Sahz?

[identity profile] brokenbrand.livejournal.com 2010-05-07 07:19 am (UTC)(link)
Five out of six seems just too unfinished, if you ask me. Somewhere on this planet, I bet the old man's healthy and complaining.

[ Abruptly lets them both go and straightens up. ] He'll make it here soon, same as we did.

[identity profile] fleeorflight.livejournal.com 2010-05-07 07:29 am (UTC)(link)
[Ah, optimism. Hope's still working on that, but he's getting better. He nods intently in agreement.]

Right. Just needs to catch up to us being here, I guess.

At least we're not going anywhere for the time being.