I do NOT own Final Fantasy, but I DO own Siki! Hope you like my story ^^
It was dark. It was boring. I was alone. I had been waiting for so long, I tried whistling, singing, dancing, plotting, and even fantasizing, but the boredom carried on.
"How long can it take to get him here!" She moaned now attempting to tap dance, Silva had told her it would only take about half an hour to kidnap the red head Turk, and that she should prepare some food and drink for him as well as a personal room. But she had already done this just ten minutes after Silva had left, and what was supposed to be thirty minutes, became two hours. She was anxious for their return. She had found just the right words to explain to Silva that there were no more spare rooms in the old house. The only thing close to one was a giant, golden birdcage that looked like it was meant for a Dragon king of some sort. She knew that Silva nor the Turk would be very amused about the minor problem. The other problem was that she couldn't find any other food than bird seeds, which is indeed edible and healthy, it just doesn't tend to look very appetizing.
"I'm going to get told off big time if Silva finds out that I let the messenger bird go. She loved that little thing, it was just so sad to see it stuck in one place. I couldn't bear it. … Listen to me talking to myself like this, I sound like a Baka! Hurry up Silva I'm going mentally insane!!!!!!" She was now convinced that Reno had killed Silva while she was trying to kidnap him. She has wanted to get Reno to come in a polite peaceful way, but she knew it was no fun, and that he would never agree with their dramatic, bound to fail plan. Or at least she thought it was. Suddenly she jumped out of her skin, as if a Tiger had just popped out of nowhere! She stared at the door as it squeaked open, just waiting for something bad to happen. But instead when the door finally opened to let some light in, she saw nothing more than Silva dragging behind her a poor, battered, red head Turk.
"So where's his room?" asked Silva in a tired kind of voice.
"Eer, I, um, about that…" she was suddenly cut off from her sentence by a shocked but rather loud voice,
"What happened to you? You look terrible! Was there a ghost or something? You like Death himself!" Silva sounded very worried about her friend, she forgot about the knocked out Reno, and walked straight towards her, waiting to catch her before she fell. But she didn't fall. She just laughed and looked at the red rag doll Silva had just dumped on the floor. …
To be continued. Lol.
Well it not very good but I would still like reviews ^^ This is roleplay I made up for Niamer (DA) in year 9. It was the first the one I did so it not very good but it's kinda funny so I posted it for ppl to see! ^^ Oh and I forgot to mention that Siki and Silva are two unique ppl from reality who got into the Final Fantsy world and that Silva belongs to NIAMER not me or the makers of Final Fantasy. ok! well please dont forget to review JA NE ^^