So uhm. I'm a little embarrassed to say so, but in reply to 'Eh': the title misspelling is entirely my fault. I never bothered to check it, as that is how I have always spelled snippits. It seems silly, but it never occurred to me it was wrong. haha. When I was little I thought it was a quick mashing of "snip it" and never thought anything more about it. Pardon my mistake.
This short is actually the beginning of a fic I was actively working on.. but it's been put on hold. I won't post the whole thing now, just this part. I plan to finish the fic for the winter holiday season this year. :)
It was freezing. Surrounded by crystal, there was nothing to burn for heat. There were no animals around for food or fur. Essentially, they had nothing. She shivered, huddled up as best she could for warmth while she watched Fang pace around the small area.
The bare flesh of Fang's right arm told pretty much everything they needed to know at that moment. No more brand; no more power. That left them as they were, cold and alone; disoriented from just waking- when? She wasn't even sure how long they had been awake. An hour? Possibly a few; it was difficult to tell with the way light filtered through the crystal walls that surrounded them.
In the middle of the enclosure, Fang's lance and Vanille's rod were both standing upright, buried into the crystal just enough to keep them there. Apparently, that was how they had been stored during their crystal sleep.
"We're closed in." She blinked and lifted her head to look at Fang fully, the taller woman hadn't spoken for quite some time.
"So.. what do we do? We'll freeze up here.."
Fang didn't answer her, she seemed interested in the wall before her. She ran a hand over it with a curious look on her face. "Hmm. Move back." She told her, motioning the smaller girl away from the wall she was studying. Vanille hesitated, but quickly got out of the way as Fang moved to pull her lance from the crystal. It took a few tugs but she managed to pull it free.
"We made this. I find it hard to believe we'd lock ourselves in."
"Maybe we weren't supposed to wake up?"
The older woman laughed bitterly. "Remember what the other's said just before we took out Orphan?" she asked as she rotated her lance, trying to get the feeling back in her arms. "About us all being together and happy?"
"That may not have meant anything-"
"Believe what you want." She rotated the lance once more before swinging it at the wall. The small crack she'd been examining grew. "I believe.." She swung it again, "that I," again, "want to," again; this time a small portion of the wall shattered, allowing them to view a corridor on the other side, "get back to our family." She grinned at Vanille as she moved to look through the hole Fang had made.
"D'you think we can get out of here?"
"Well," She considered as she chipped away at the hole, making it big enough for them to climb through, "I certainly mean to find out."
No one ever said Oerba Yun Fang would ever die easy.
