AUTHOR: Sharyn
SERIES: Fire Emblem 7 - Rekka no Ken
RATING: G
WARNINGS: Disturbing content in that wierd humour-ish way I'm so fond of
PAIRINGS: Secret .
LENGTH: 500 words
ARCHIVING: My LJ and FFnet, others please ask.
SUMMARY: 'Dear Serra, I have always admired your poise and grace…'
DISCLAIMER: Fire Emblem 7 is copyright of Nintendo 2003, I make no claims to any of the characters, only to their interactions in this piece. If I actually owned FE7, Legault would be gayer than Aziraphale and Serra would be a minion of Nergal.
DEDICATION: For Jia. Just because. Wishfic request elements were: a short Serra-centric fic, humour and involves dolls.
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Dearest Serra
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To my Dearest Lady Serra,
I make no secret of my admiration of you, I see no reason to do so as you are not only the most beautiful lady I have ever had the fortune of coming across but also the most brave and intelligent and cunning. Of course, words fall short of the depth of emotion within me but alas, I must settle with what I can muster up.
Your beauty has captivated so many, you see how that knave Sain stares at you? With that look of barely concealed lust as if he wishes to pounce at any moment. I feel as if he is unworthy of you since he is unable to appreciate to the fullest your qualities apart from the notable one known as heart-binding beauty.
Your bravery has enthralled even Oswin, who not only worries for your wellbeing but respects you for your fierce determination and your calmness in battle. After all, as all intelligent participants in a war know, the best way to survive is to escape. If that isn't possible, use someone else to shield yourself.
Your intelligence and cunning have kept Erk and Matthew by your side, willing to cater to your wishes, demands and the occasional wistful longing. See how Matthew agrees with you when you speak of Hector's miserly nature, see how Erk refuses to leave you, desperate to keep your fledgling existence alive, well and breathing.
I have always admired your poise and grace and no doubt you and your numerous admirers are aware of it, but it has come to my attention that at your age, dolls should not be an accessory with which you are that fond of. Dolls are childish implements of…for lack of a better description, destruction. Mass destruction. You have been told and taught since you entered St. Elimine's service that only dark arts practitioners should have a passing impartiality to dolls. Yet you…you shame me.
And no matter how hard you deny it, you do not need dolls to test your hairstyles. After all, in a war no one particularly cares which is the prettiest corpse. You do not need dolls to test your healing skills for they have no life force of their own and your healing skills are definitely of the highest calibre simply because you, my dear beautiful, charming, magnificent Serra, are you. And you do NOT need dolls to be your personal confessors. After all you have me. And who understands you better than me?
I hope you understand that my being harsh with you is only for your own benefit and that you may take into consideration my feelings before you start crying.
Love,
Yourself, Serra
PS. Please remember to cleanse skin thoroughly and exfoliate after you have cried.
PPS. Please remember not to chuck this out as it may be useful in the future.
PPPS. Please remember not to show any one else as others may think I am somewhat strange.
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A/N: That was really strange. Even for me. C&C always welcome. And yes, I really do like Serra.
--Sharyn