Musume = Daughter
Tousan = Father
Imouto = Little Sister
Sumimasen = Sorry, pardon me.
Touch II
By Icka! M. Chif
Prince Philionel was many things.
Crown Prince of Saillune. Ruler of the White Magic Capital of the World. Defender of Justice. A mountain of a man, maybe not the best looking, but with a heart and spirit that exceeded even his physical strength.
And the proud father of a special girl named Amelia.
And right now, that's what he was, first and fore most.
Prince Phil leaned against a window ledge, silently watching his daughter and her companion walk into the courtyard. He hadn't seen is daughter in several weeks, and that was normally enough to make him come charging out and envelope her in a warm hug like she had done for him so many times after returning from a journey.
But a lesson he had learned long ago was that he could learn more about his daughter if he just watched silently for a few moments. Even if it meant delaying welcome home hugs.
He was grateful to see that one of her traveling companions had returned with her. As much as he knew his daughter was capable of taking care of herself, he still worried about her. It was his duty as a father, and one he took very seriously.
Amelia looked happy, he thought with a proud grin. There were no shadows in her eyes, no heaviness to her step as she danced along side her friend. Her trip had gone well. No doubt there would be stories to tell for the next couple of nights.
Her friend caught his eye. It was the Shamanist Swordsman, Zelgadiss. There was something different about him.
It wasn't that he was any less stony than the last time Phil had seen him. Or any of the other cosmetic changes that the chimera so fervently sought after. And he still walked with a calm measured grace, one eye out for trouble at all times.
Amelia laughed, spinning in circles, drawing his attention back to her. As she spun, her boot heel caught a crack in the stones and she started to fall backwards.
She never landed.
Phil blinked, watching the scene below him with surprise.
Zelgadiss had reached out and caught her before she had fallen too far. He supported her, hands just under her shoulders as she laughed, an embarrassed blush gracing her cheeks. He just gave her a small but fond smile as he helped her upright again.
Phil's eyebrow rose, his parental instincts informing him that something had changed between the swordsman and his daughter while she had been gone.
It wasn't a big change, mainly a lot of little ones. Meaning nothing in and of themselves, but together it presented a marked difference.
Zelgadiss walked closer to his daughter, close enough that their cloaks would occasionally brush each other instead of hanging back a few paces, as was his usual wont. Amelia responded in kind, appearing confidant with the change of distance. There also were fewer shadows hanging around the swordsman's eyes, and his posture was more relaxed.
The chimera was acting almost human.
Phil smiled, knowing that this was somehow his daughter's doing. His Amelia was an amazing person. She could charm the birds out of the trees, if she so chose.
Of course, part of that was probably Fatherly Pride speaking. But he had seen her do it in the past.
His smile faded into an amused surprise when his daughter unexpectedly turned around and hugged Zelgadiss.
By the look on the swordsman's face, he wasn't the only surprised one. The chimera froze, doing a remarkable impression of a stunned statue.
Finally Zelgadiss moved, gingerly moving a hand up to affectionately messed up Amelia's hair. Not the normal response to a hug, but certainly the most demonstrative Phil had ever seen the distant swordsman.
His daughter seemed to think it was the incorrect response as well, and cheerfully chided him. Phil couldn't quite hear his response, but Amelia gave Zelgadiss a dirty look, sulking as she released him. The swordsman grinned, clearly enjoying the teasing and light hearted banter.
She grinned back, and said something he couldn't hear. But the response was amusing, if not unexpected. Zelgadiss made a face at her, causing her to break out in peals of laughter.
Phil grinned again, her laughter echoing through the castle was music to his ears. Several of the castle residents around him noticed the sound as well and smiled, a lighter step in there walk. It was good to have her home again.
The swordsman gave his daughter one last smile before turning and walking out of the courtyard with a friendly wave and a swirl of his cloak. Amelia waved animatedly back, cheefully wishing him safe travel.
Phil took that as his cue to step into the courtyard. "AMELIA!!"
Amelia lit up as she turned around to greet him. "TOUSAN!!!"
"Musume!" He scooped her up into a big hug as she ran towards him. His daughter was getting very strong, he noted. Once she finished growing, she'd probably be able to pick him up when he went to hug her.
Ah, his little girl was growing up so fast!
But for now, she was still his little girl and he had several weeks worth of hugs to catch up on.
Finally Amelia gave a small contented sigh, his signal that she had had enough hugs. For now. "So how was your trip, musume?" He asked, setting her down.
"Fun, Tousan!" She chirped, sliding an arm around his as they walked into the palace. "Lina-san managed not to blow anybody up this time! ...at least not too badly."
He chuckled, sure that that wouldn't last for very long. Lina had more fire in her than she knew what to do with.
"And how are Gourry-san and Zelgadiss-san?" He inquired, nodding a greeting to a passing cleric. The cleric nodded back, a smile on his face when he noticed Amelia.
"Gourry-san is still traveling with Lina-san." His daughter happily reported. "I don't think they'd know what to do without the other. And Zelgadiss-san is doing fine."
"Yes, I noticed the faces you were giving each other earlier." He said, not bothering to hide the amused twinkle in his eyes.
His daughter made a face before quickly covering it up. "Tousan!" She scolded. "It's not polite to spy on other people!"
He laughed. "Ah, Sumimasen, sumimasen." He soothed, amused by her bristling reaction. She glared at him, causing him to grin. Sometimes his daughter reminded him so much of her mother, all spirit and heart.
Amelia gave him one last final glare before smiling back. Yet another thing she had inherited from her mother, the inablity to stay mad long at the little things.
"So, Amelia. What did he call you to provoke such an interesting reaction?" He asked in an easy tone. Maybe not the most subtle of methods of discovering information, but certainly one of the most effective.
She blushed. "Imouto." She muttered.
His eyebrow raised. "'Little sister'? Musume, is there something you're not telling your Tousan?"
"Tou~san!!"
He chuckled. It was good to have her home again. Nobody else could quite scold at him like she could. Not even Christopher, and that was saying something.
"Not everybody is as lucky as we are." She said primly. "And Zelgadiss-san needs to learn how to hug. So I'm teaching him."
He smiled at her, pride swelling in his heart. His daughter really was amazing an amazing person. "I hope he realizes what a good friend you are." He commented.
"Iie." Amelia smiled, giving him a quick hug. "I'm a very good little sister."
Fin.
Tousan = Father
Imouto = Little Sister
Sumimasen = Sorry, pardon me.
Touch II
By Icka! M. Chif
Prince Philionel was many things.
Crown Prince of Saillune. Ruler of the White Magic Capital of the World. Defender of Justice. A mountain of a man, maybe not the best looking, but with a heart and spirit that exceeded even his physical strength.
And the proud father of a special girl named Amelia.
And right now, that's what he was, first and fore most.
Prince Phil leaned against a window ledge, silently watching his daughter and her companion walk into the courtyard. He hadn't seen is daughter in several weeks, and that was normally enough to make him come charging out and envelope her in a warm hug like she had done for him so many times after returning from a journey.
But a lesson he had learned long ago was that he could learn more about his daughter if he just watched silently for a few moments. Even if it meant delaying welcome home hugs.
He was grateful to see that one of her traveling companions had returned with her. As much as he knew his daughter was capable of taking care of herself, he still worried about her. It was his duty as a father, and one he took very seriously.
Amelia looked happy, he thought with a proud grin. There were no shadows in her eyes, no heaviness to her step as she danced along side her friend. Her trip had gone well. No doubt there would be stories to tell for the next couple of nights.
Her friend caught his eye. It was the Shamanist Swordsman, Zelgadiss. There was something different about him.
It wasn't that he was any less stony than the last time Phil had seen him. Or any of the other cosmetic changes that the chimera so fervently sought after. And he still walked with a calm measured grace, one eye out for trouble at all times.
Amelia laughed, spinning in circles, drawing his attention back to her. As she spun, her boot heel caught a crack in the stones and she started to fall backwards.
She never landed.
Phil blinked, watching the scene below him with surprise.
Zelgadiss had reached out and caught her before she had fallen too far. He supported her, hands just under her shoulders as she laughed, an embarrassed blush gracing her cheeks. He just gave her a small but fond smile as he helped her upright again.
Phil's eyebrow rose, his parental instincts informing him that something had changed between the swordsman and his daughter while she had been gone.
It wasn't a big change, mainly a lot of little ones. Meaning nothing in and of themselves, but together it presented a marked difference.
Zelgadiss walked closer to his daughter, close enough that their cloaks would occasionally brush each other instead of hanging back a few paces, as was his usual wont. Amelia responded in kind, appearing confidant with the change of distance. There also were fewer shadows hanging around the swordsman's eyes, and his posture was more relaxed.
The chimera was acting almost human.
Phil smiled, knowing that this was somehow his daughter's doing. His Amelia was an amazing person. She could charm the birds out of the trees, if she so chose.
Of course, part of that was probably Fatherly Pride speaking. But he had seen her do it in the past.
His smile faded into an amused surprise when his daughter unexpectedly turned around and hugged Zelgadiss.
By the look on the swordsman's face, he wasn't the only surprised one. The chimera froze, doing a remarkable impression of a stunned statue.
Finally Zelgadiss moved, gingerly moving a hand up to affectionately messed up Amelia's hair. Not the normal response to a hug, but certainly the most demonstrative Phil had ever seen the distant swordsman.
His daughter seemed to think it was the incorrect response as well, and cheerfully chided him. Phil couldn't quite hear his response, but Amelia gave Zelgadiss a dirty look, sulking as she released him. The swordsman grinned, clearly enjoying the teasing and light hearted banter.
She grinned back, and said something he couldn't hear. But the response was amusing, if not unexpected. Zelgadiss made a face at her, causing her to break out in peals of laughter.
Phil grinned again, her laughter echoing through the castle was music to his ears. Several of the castle residents around him noticed the sound as well and smiled, a lighter step in there walk. It was good to have her home again.
The swordsman gave his daughter one last smile before turning and walking out of the courtyard with a friendly wave and a swirl of his cloak. Amelia waved animatedly back, cheefully wishing him safe travel.
Phil took that as his cue to step into the courtyard. "AMELIA!!"
Amelia lit up as she turned around to greet him. "TOUSAN!!!"
"Musume!" He scooped her up into a big hug as she ran towards him. His daughter was getting very strong, he noted. Once she finished growing, she'd probably be able to pick him up when he went to hug her.
Ah, his little girl was growing up so fast!
But for now, she was still his little girl and he had several weeks worth of hugs to catch up on.
Finally Amelia gave a small contented sigh, his signal that she had had enough hugs. For now. "So how was your trip, musume?" He asked, setting her down.
"Fun, Tousan!" She chirped, sliding an arm around his as they walked into the palace. "Lina-san managed not to blow anybody up this time! ...at least not too badly."
He chuckled, sure that that wouldn't last for very long. Lina had more fire in her than she knew what to do with.
"And how are Gourry-san and Zelgadiss-san?" He inquired, nodding a greeting to a passing cleric. The cleric nodded back, a smile on his face when he noticed Amelia.
"Gourry-san is still traveling with Lina-san." His daughter happily reported. "I don't think they'd know what to do without the other. And Zelgadiss-san is doing fine."
"Yes, I noticed the faces you were giving each other earlier." He said, not bothering to hide the amused twinkle in his eyes.
His daughter made a face before quickly covering it up. "Tousan!" She scolded. "It's not polite to spy on other people!"
He laughed. "Ah, Sumimasen, sumimasen." He soothed, amused by her bristling reaction. She glared at him, causing him to grin. Sometimes his daughter reminded him so much of her mother, all spirit and heart.
Amelia gave him one last final glare before smiling back. Yet another thing she had inherited from her mother, the inablity to stay mad long at the little things.
"So, Amelia. What did he call you to provoke such an interesting reaction?" He asked in an easy tone. Maybe not the most subtle of methods of discovering information, but certainly one of the most effective.
She blushed. "Imouto." She muttered.
His eyebrow raised. "'Little sister'? Musume, is there something you're not telling your Tousan?"
"Tou~san!!"
He chuckled. It was good to have her home again. Nobody else could quite scold at him like she could. Not even Christopher, and that was saying something.
"Not everybody is as lucky as we are." She said primly. "And Zelgadiss-san needs to learn how to hug. So I'm teaching him."
He smiled at her, pride swelling in his heart. His daughter really was amazing an amazing person. "I hope he realizes what a good friend you are." He commented.
"Iie." Amelia smiled, giving him a quick hug. "I'm a very good little sister."
Fin.
