*Note: 01 March 2000 edition is rated MA; see profile for other posting sites.
Title: Word of the Day v. FFIV
Author: Garnet Eyes
Archived: fanfiction .net, livejournal .com
Last Updated: 19 Mar 2011
Summary: 02 March 2000 edition.
Rating: K+
Characters/Pairings: Cecil, Kain, Rosa
Author Notes: argot, noun;
1. A specialized and often secret vocabulary and idiom peculiar to a particular group.
2. A secret language or conventional slang peculiar to thieves, tramps, and vagabonds.
Disclaimers: Final Fantasy IV is owned by Square-Enix and I in no way, shape, or form profit off of my writing. This is simply for my own pleasure, and may at any time be removed and/or modified as I see fit.
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The child nobles got offended pretty easily, Cecil thought. Rosa told him they were just jealous and Kain looked really smug and told him, simply, "Good." The prince hadn't understood why that was good, but he wasn't in a position to correct it or anything. It was just as well, because the "secret code" that the trio created got more and more complex as the years went on, and it would have been impossible to explain it to anyone else. Cecil didn't realize it at first, but he started to get the feeling that Kain and Rosa were deliberately creating a whole language with him that only the three of them knew for a very specific reason. That reason, he didn't ever figure out, but he was glad for their code anyway, because it was so much easier to talk about important things when no one could possibly understand them. It actually helped them out in some training sessions, when they got a bit older, because not even the instructors knew what they were planning until they executed said plan.
When Kain decided to leave after that horrible event with Zemus, Cecil was even more grateful for their code because it meant he could say what he wanted and no one else would know or understand. It was relieving that Kain replied in kind, with a smile on his face before he left. He'd come back soon, and that was enough.