Themindlessemblem: So inspiration struck me today.
Serra: She decided that she was going to write a series of drabbles with only one thing in common.
Marisa: If you read the description, I'm sure you know what it is.
Marcia: COLORS!
Wendy: Not all of them will be blatantly based on the color though.
Serra: So, like, don't expect the characters innermost feelings on the hue or something.
Themindlessemblem: First up, Blue with Guy and Lyn!
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Blue
The ocean was endless. Endless in all directions. Guy would have appreciated this more if he wasn't currently hanging over the side of the ship, puking up his dinner. His braid skimmed the top of the water as he leaned over with another retch. Pulling himself up with clammy hands, he let the railing take the weight off his feet and stared miserably at the cloudless sky, refusing to glance at the rolling waves.
"Are you alright?" A voice from behind him asked. Guy whipped around in shock, almost losing his balance as the deck gave another heave. Speaking of heaving, he spun about again to spare his visitor the sight of his seasickness.
Lady Lyndis of Caelin strolled across the floor easily and came to stand beside him, looking slightly wistful.
"The sea doesn't agree with you?" she asked. He just answered with a look, not trusting himself to open his mouth. She laughed softly. "Yes, I suppose that's obvious."
There was a silence.
"It almost reminds me of Sacae," Lady Lyndis whispered. "Only less familiar." He squinted at her in confusion, before turning his gaze to the water, trying to see what she meant. This was nothing like the soft grasses of his- and her- home. It was a deep blue hue, a color that you would only see on clothing there. Sacae, for all its virtues, wasn't a colorful place. Everywhere you turned, all you saw was grass. Plain, boring, wonderful, gray-green grass. Guy was suddenly seized with a wrenching homesickness that overwhelmed his nausea. He stood up a bit straighter.
"The way it moves is almost like the grass bending," Lady Lyndis was continuing. "Only less contained and more chaotic."
"That's a reason I don't like it," he answered. She turned him, looking slightly surprised at his ability to talk. "I have a feeling that I'll have enough chaos in my life without this." On 'this' he gestured vaguely in front of him. She nodded, her turquoise hair whipping in the wind. It was only a bit longer than his.
"I suppose that's true," she allowed, and then added, "But it is beautiful as well, and I have a feeling that I will need all the beauty in my life that I can get."
"So you choose to focus on that rather than its faults?" he asked.
"Yes," she answered, turning away to gaze at the horizon again. "How could I not, with that sight there?"
He followed her eyes and gasped softly at the vision of the sun setting, throwing the blue of the ocean into contrast with yellows and oranges and reds and pinks. It was beautiful, he had to admit. He spared a look to Lady Lyndis and saw the reflection in her sapphire eyes was almost as enchanting as the real thing. He didn't notice when she began to stare back at him.
"Are you going back to Sacae when this is over?" she inquired. He nodded, not trusting himself to talk again, but for completely different reasons. She sighed.
"I wish I could return," she murmured. "I'll go back eventually. But for now, the blue of this ocean will have to suffice."
They stood there a while longer in companionable silence, all thoughts of sea sickness locked away. Because thinking about her dark blue eyes was so much better.
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Themindlessemblem: So, did you see the blue in there?
Serra: If not, tell us how to show it better!
Wendy: If you want a color written or something, just leave a request in a review.
Marisa: So, review.
Themindlessemblem: If no one has complaints, the next one will probably be Yellow with Nino and somebody else.
Marcia: See ya then!