Everytime I write, it feels like the gap between each chapter just grows longer and longer...
Ah well. It'll be fine in the end...right?
And more love for Marisa, please. She's too awesome.
Gerik, the Desert Tiger & Marisa, the Crimson Flash
Even after the war ended, Marisa found that everything was still pretty much the same.
Tethys still dances, and teased her from time to time, Ewan was still trailing along the group, Saleh sometimes accompanying his student, and the chief…
If Marisa wasn't Marisa, she would've been blushing by now.
It was true that the stoic swords master had a slight-slight-attraction towards the chief, but she'll never admit it. He probably would feel pity, and she hated that.
Pity. Ha. How stupid. Nothing could catch her off guard.
Except for the words he spoke.
"Love ya, too." He had said. Marisa knew it was just a little joke around the campfire, but she still felt her face grow red, still saw the amused face on Tethys, the grinning Ewan's face, Saleh's confused expression, and Gerik's surprised one.
It just kind of grew from then on. Slowly, but it worked out fine in the end. Gerik returned her love with his own, Marisa now teaching fencing to new recruits. Everything was perfect.
Marisa fights, overcomes the mountain, and Gerik supports and watches. He watches her train, he watches her sleep, and he watches her accidentally burn tonight's dinner.
Ah, Marisa. Gerik would say. Even if you're clumsy at everything but fighting, I still love you…
And Marisa would love him back.