I don't own FF IX.
When he returned to reality the first thing Kuja noticed was that the burning pains in his body had been reduced to a dull throbbing. For a moment he sat there with his eyes closed straining his memory for what had happened to him, with in a few moments the silver genome remembered the mysterious voice that he had heard. For a second he wondered if that had all been a dream, but then the memories came rushing back to him. The fight against the monster that hadn't gone his way, quickly he opened his eyes and sat up. To his surprise he was in a room, the cot he was laying on was opposite a window that showed a view of a forest glade; a table sat under the window. He noticed after a moment that his clothes where nowhere to be found, with a grimace he realized that would probably have been in worse condition than he was after what he had been through. Someone had thoughtfully left other clothes folded within easy reach of his cot, wincing with the pains of his wounds he got dressed. He noted mildly that some one had noticed his tail and made room for it. The clothes where simple garments, just a black shirt and black pants but they where serviceable. Slowly the genome tried to stand but his head began to swim and his knees buckled. (This is nice) he thought (The angle of death is now as weak as a day old kitten.) He began to call up a Cure spell but a voice interrupted him.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you."
Kuja turned around quickly the spell changing from white magic to black as he prepared to throw it at whoever had surprised him. He stopped when he realized it was just a young woman carrying a tray. As she walked in a started to set the tray on the table he found his voice.
"Would not do what?" She turned toward him.
"Cast a healing spell." He scowled and growled at her.
"Why not?"
"Because you're so weak right now that if you try to do cast anything you'll just end up fainting again." She picked a bowl of soup from the tray. "Here."
Kuja was about to refuse but he realized that he was hungry and that refusing would make him childish and silly. Grumbling he finished and handed his bowl back to her. He tried to stand but the girl forced him back down.
"You can't stand yet, believe me. This should help." She handed him a healing potion; obediently he drank it and handed the bottle back to her. Almost immediately he began to feel drowsy, he laid back down on his cot. He heard the young woman chuckled under her breath and he realized right before he fell asleep that she had put something in the healing potion to make him sleep.
Destiny was still laughing softly as she closed the door to the spare room in her cottage. She hadn't been able to leave him in the forest and go get help because there were any number of monsters around that would smell his blood and come after him. As soon as she had gotten close enough she had enlisted some of the villagers to help her with him. She had set up the cot in the spare room and with the help of the other women, had managed to take care of the worst of the wounds. Now she just had to make sure he regained his strength, magical or otherwise.
This time when Kuja woke he knew what had happened, he grumbled as he sat up. The weakness that had plagued him seemed to have vanished and he was able to at least stand up with out falling down. He looked at his surroundings then walked over to the door and opened it.
The door opened into what appeared to be a combination kitchen/dinning room and workroom. The rafters where hung with bundles of herbs and the shelves where filled with jars and bottles. (Great, a healer rescued me!) He thought angrily. Suddenly the girl who had feed him earlier popped her head in from an adjoining room.
"I thought I heard the door open. Your finally awake." She walked in. "Sit down, I was just going to have lunch anyway." Grumbling Kuja did as he was told.
"What's your name?" The silver genome was startled in to replying.
"Kuja." He winced and cursed as him self for being so foolish but the girl didn't seem to recognize his name.
"My name's Destiny." After they had eaten Kuja spoke up.
"How long did you put me asleep for?"
"A day or so."
"WHAT!?" Kuja yelped and Destiny started to laugh. "What's so funny!?"
"Y..y..you sounded like a dog!" The young woman used the counter for support, however when she noticed the offended look on Kuja's face she clamed down. "I had to or else you might have done something stupid and gotten hurt." Kuja glared at her, his pride wounded.
"I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself."
"Yea, that's why you where almost killed by a Serpion." Kuja choose his next words carefully.
"I..was in a fight earlier and was already wounded, in my weakened condition I couldn't even have taken care of a goblin." Destiny shrugged but looked up.
"Some of those wounds did seem a bit strange but I didn't pay much attention. Anyway you're still weak so you won't be able to go until you regain your strength."
"What!?" Kuja yelped again and glared at her "Why can't I just cast a simple spell and leave here?" Destiny shook her head in exasperation.
"Because if you even try to your still weak enough that you'll faint!" The silver genome opened he mouth to reply but was cut off by a roar that seemed to shake the world.
Plantress: Cliffhanger! Sorry I couldn't help it! This is the longest chapter so far but it was also the hardest to write too! I have the next few chapters basically planned out so I might be able to get them up faster. I know that Kuja was acting a bit out of character but you would be too after having been returned for the dead. Anyway R &R! And I still need a name for Destiny's town!
When he returned to reality the first thing Kuja noticed was that the burning pains in his body had been reduced to a dull throbbing. For a moment he sat there with his eyes closed straining his memory for what had happened to him, with in a few moments the silver genome remembered the mysterious voice that he had heard. For a second he wondered if that had all been a dream, but then the memories came rushing back to him. The fight against the monster that hadn't gone his way, quickly he opened his eyes and sat up. To his surprise he was in a room, the cot he was laying on was opposite a window that showed a view of a forest glade; a table sat under the window. He noticed after a moment that his clothes where nowhere to be found, with a grimace he realized that would probably have been in worse condition than he was after what he had been through. Someone had thoughtfully left other clothes folded within easy reach of his cot, wincing with the pains of his wounds he got dressed. He noted mildly that some one had noticed his tail and made room for it. The clothes where simple garments, just a black shirt and black pants but they where serviceable. Slowly the genome tried to stand but his head began to swim and his knees buckled. (This is nice) he thought (The angle of death is now as weak as a day old kitten.) He began to call up a Cure spell but a voice interrupted him.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you."
Kuja turned around quickly the spell changing from white magic to black as he prepared to throw it at whoever had surprised him. He stopped when he realized it was just a young woman carrying a tray. As she walked in a started to set the tray on the table he found his voice.
"Would not do what?" She turned toward him.
"Cast a healing spell." He scowled and growled at her.
"Why not?"
"Because you're so weak right now that if you try to do cast anything you'll just end up fainting again." She picked a bowl of soup from the tray. "Here."
Kuja was about to refuse but he realized that he was hungry and that refusing would make him childish and silly. Grumbling he finished and handed his bowl back to her. He tried to stand but the girl forced him back down.
"You can't stand yet, believe me. This should help." She handed him a healing potion; obediently he drank it and handed the bottle back to her. Almost immediately he began to feel drowsy, he laid back down on his cot. He heard the young woman chuckled under her breath and he realized right before he fell asleep that she had put something in the healing potion to make him sleep.
Destiny was still laughing softly as she closed the door to the spare room in her cottage. She hadn't been able to leave him in the forest and go get help because there were any number of monsters around that would smell his blood and come after him. As soon as she had gotten close enough she had enlisted some of the villagers to help her with him. She had set up the cot in the spare room and with the help of the other women, had managed to take care of the worst of the wounds. Now she just had to make sure he regained his strength, magical or otherwise.
This time when Kuja woke he knew what had happened, he grumbled as he sat up. The weakness that had plagued him seemed to have vanished and he was able to at least stand up with out falling down. He looked at his surroundings then walked over to the door and opened it.
The door opened into what appeared to be a combination kitchen/dinning room and workroom. The rafters where hung with bundles of herbs and the shelves where filled with jars and bottles. (Great, a healer rescued me!) He thought angrily. Suddenly the girl who had feed him earlier popped her head in from an adjoining room.
"I thought I heard the door open. Your finally awake." She walked in. "Sit down, I was just going to have lunch anyway." Grumbling Kuja did as he was told.
"What's your name?" The silver genome was startled in to replying.
"Kuja." He winced and cursed as him self for being so foolish but the girl didn't seem to recognize his name.
"My name's Destiny." After they had eaten Kuja spoke up.
"How long did you put me asleep for?"
"A day or so."
"WHAT!?" Kuja yelped and Destiny started to laugh. "What's so funny!?"
"Y..y..you sounded like a dog!" The young woman used the counter for support, however when she noticed the offended look on Kuja's face she clamed down. "I had to or else you might have done something stupid and gotten hurt." Kuja glared at her, his pride wounded.
"I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself."
"Yea, that's why you where almost killed by a Serpion." Kuja choose his next words carefully.
"I..was in a fight earlier and was already wounded, in my weakened condition I couldn't even have taken care of a goblin." Destiny shrugged but looked up.
"Some of those wounds did seem a bit strange but I didn't pay much attention. Anyway you're still weak so you won't be able to go until you regain your strength."
"What!?" Kuja yelped again and glared at her "Why can't I just cast a simple spell and leave here?" Destiny shook her head in exasperation.
"Because if you even try to your still weak enough that you'll faint!" The silver genome opened he mouth to reply but was cut off by a roar that seemed to shake the world.
Plantress: Cliffhanger! Sorry I couldn't help it! This is the longest chapter so far but it was also the hardest to write too! I have the next few chapters basically planned out so I might be able to get them up faster. I know that Kuja was acting a bit out of character but you would be too after having been returned for the dead. Anyway R &R! And I still need a name for Destiny's town!