Title: A Quick Exchange
Fandom: Fire Emblem 7
Pairing/Characters: Guy, Karel
Warning(s): None
Genre: Gen
Part 3 in a series.
Karel was, in a way, like Matthew. He began training sessions (by attacking Guy) with not even a moment's notice at the most inopportune times – during a meal, while he was sleeping, in the middle of a battle. Of course, Guy never told either of them about this similarity he had found between them, for he liked his head where it was very much (attached to his shoulders), thank you.
He wondered if he should thank Matthew for all those surprise attacks. If he hadn't been prepared for those sorts of things, he probably would have been killed by Karel's training.
In the midst of another Black Fang attack he was taking a moment to rest in a dense forest, cleaning blood and all else off his blade (the Killing Edge was looking a little worn – he would have to look for something else to use, or find a good stone to sharpen it with - Hector would likely have one) when a sudden movement in the upper branches caught his attention. He lifted his sword just in time to parry the blow before it connected with his face.
The entire exchange lasted perhaps a full minute, and ended with him on one knee, drenched in sweat, with Karel looming over him. In a sudden movement he sheathed the Wo Dao and grabbed Guy's arm, pulling him up roughly.
"Never rest on the battlefield," Karel half-growled. He pulled a flask of water from his waist and tossed it towards Guy, who drank appreciatively. When he was done he tossed it back and wiped his mouth with the back of his sleeve; Karel caught it though his attention was focused elsewhere. "…I smell blood. Come."
"C-come? I—" But Karel was already gone, vanished into the lush greens of the forest. Guy sheathed his own sword and made to follow him.
It was the first time Karel had compelled him to be by his side during a battle. Perhaps he was seeing him as more of an equal. Despite the implications, Guy found himself with a silly grin.