Theme: Magick
Vaan knew magic existed- but never before had he seen Balthier use magic. He knew the man had to have some tricks up his sleeves, but so far he hadn't seen anything other than his skills with a gun. Vaan, luckily, had formed a plan- and he was almost certain it would work.
The two walked into the Giza Plains and waited for their current mark to appear. Somehow, Vaan had been able to get just Balthier to follow him- the other's having previous plans. Apparently a Croakadile had been causing trouble for travelers, so a mark had been set; which Vaan had taken. The beast had a weakness for fire, and any magick user would have a simple fire spell.
Finally, the Croakadile appeared and the two sprang forward. Balthier used basic gun shots, much to Vaan's dismay. The smaller boy's blade hacked and slashed at the hideous beast, the damage being lessened from the elemental strikes.
"Come on Balthier, use fire." Vaan was obviously getting a little tired- sweat dripping down his tanned face. Blonde hair clung to his face as his swings slowed.
Another gun shot was heard and the Croakadile fell to the ground, slowly disappearing. By this point Vaan was annoyed; it had been a complete waste of time to take this mark!
"Why don't you ever use magick?" The teenaged boy grimaced as the pair began to walk back to Rabanastre. Balthier simply smirked and stopped walking. He turned to the fairly dirty boy and brought their faces closer together. Slowly, he brought their lips together- stunning Vaan in the process.
"Unbeknownst to you, my thief, there is more than one kind of magick."
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