Cold as Ice- Reunion
Authour's Note- Look, I updated again less than a week later! Go me! This "being consistent" thing is totally godlike!
Freya awoke the following morning and, feeling the comfortable mattress beneath her, wondered suddenly where she was. Then memories came flooding back and she remembered, with a grimace, the insane Moogle she'd been forced to face, along with Amarant. She sat up and looked around, knowing that she was in the Dali inn. A glance toward the other side of the room told her that Amarant was already awake, so she got up and went to look for him.
He was in the main room of the inn (its only other room), leaning, arms crossed, against the wall next to the Save Moogle. Suddenly conscious of herself, Freya combed her fingers through her short white hair to straighten it. She didn't have her hat to hide under now.
He looked up as she entered.
"Morning," she said brightly.
"Hmph."
She frowned slightly, ever so slightly. It bothered her, his refusal to greet her, though she wasn't sure why it should. "We need to find Zidane," she told him, ignoring her thoughts.
"How do you propose we do that?"
"I don't know," she sighed.
There was a long silence. Finally, Amarant turned and walked out of the inn. "Hey!" protested Freya, running after him. He stopped outside the door and she nearly ran into him. "What's the big idea?" she demanded.
He pointed upward. "See that ship?"
She looked up. A large airship with a red gem set in its bottom was flying overhead. At first glance the large gem could almost be mistaken for a huge red eye. She knew they'd seen it somewhere before, maybe in one of the earlier FMVs...
"Isn't that--"
"I have a feeling that's them."
She blinked. Amarant having feelings of any sort was an amazement to her.
"Come on." He grabbed her arm and dragged her out of Dali, onto the World Map.
They followed after the ship all the way to where it finally landed, by Treno. They arrived on screen just in time to see Zidane disembark and enter the town. They entered soon after and stopped within the city gates.
"Which way did he go?" asked Freya.
"You check there. I'll go this way," Amarant declared flatly, pointing first to his left, and then to the other path on the right.
She nodded. "We'll meet back here." Without even acknowledging her, he ran off in the direction he'd chosen for himself. She felt like hitting something. Why did he always do that?
Walking down the path to her left, she thought over what was going on. Mist was everywhere now, but they'd gotten rid of it, hadn't they? What had happened during their plight in the Ice Cavern? And why was Amarant so damn anti-social? She was so deep in her thoughts that she almost tripped over Eiko, who was standing in the middle of the path.
"EEEEE!" the little summoner screamed, upon seeing Freya. "A GHOST!"
"Calm down, Eiko!" she exclaimed. "It's me, Freya!"
"But Dagger said you were dead!" Eiko exclaimed, eyes wide.
"I'm not. Amarant's okay, too. Where's Zidane?"
"Follow me!" The little girl ran off, and Freya followed her. Zidane was standing in front of the Card Stadium, playing against the old man standing beside his son. "Zidane!" shouted Eiko, excitedly, as soon as they saw him.
He looked up, saw Freya, and leapt to his feet. "FREYA!" Grinning, he ran to her and looked up. "You're okay! What happened? Tell me all about it!"
"I'll tell you later," she said. "Let's get everyone together, first."
He nodded. "I'll go get Dagger and the others. Is Amarant okay?"
"Yeah, he's looking for you. I'll go find him. I'll meet you at the city gates."
"You got it! Let's go, Eiko!" The two went to go gather the rest of the group.
Freya stood there a moment, relieved that she'd finally found the rest of the group, until the old man's shout interrupted her thoughts. "Hey! I was playin' a game against that guy!"
She rolled her eyes and started walking off, but he shouted again and she stopped, sighing. "I don't care," she told him angrily.
"Leave her alone."
She blinked. Amarant's voice. She turned and saw him standing in front of the old man, looking threatening and powerful as usual. "It's not her problem," he continued to tell the card player.
He blanched under Amarant's huge shadow and took a few steps back. "Y-you're right, Sir, many apologies, I'm sorry, don't hurt me."
Without another word, Amarant turned and left, walking past Freya. "Amarant, wait...!" He ignored her and continued walking. She sighed and followed him back to the city gates, where they met up with the rest of the party.
"Freya! Amarant!" Dagger exclaimed happily. "It's so good to see both of you again! I knew you were alive!"
"Yeah right," Zidane retorted, elbowing her gently. "You're the one who told me to give up hope."
"I did not!" But she sounded guilty.
It didn't matter, Freya was just glad to be back.
"What happened?" Vivi asked, shy and quiet as usual.
"Yes, Miss Freya," Steiner agreed, "tell us what happened."
Obligingly, Freya related the story. Amarant contributed whenever she asked, though with very short responses. When she was done, the group, Zidane, Dagger, Eiko, Vivi, Steiner, and Quina, all looked at them with some sort of amazement.
"An evil Moogle?" Eiko questioned, sounding almost sad. "Moogles aren't evil..."
"That's an incredible story," said Dagger. "Zidane, should we do something about those two?"
"What, a Moogle named Boko? What kind of trouble could she possibly cause?" he scoffed.
As if in answer, a large rumble sounded from the nearby mountains. Everyone looked at each other, and then to the town exit. Without anybody saying anything, they all rushed out to see what the sound was about.
Authour's Note- Look, I updated again less than a week later! Go me! This "being consistent" thing is totally godlike!
Freya awoke the following morning and, feeling the comfortable mattress beneath her, wondered suddenly where she was. Then memories came flooding back and she remembered, with a grimace, the insane Moogle she'd been forced to face, along with Amarant. She sat up and looked around, knowing that she was in the Dali inn. A glance toward the other side of the room told her that Amarant was already awake, so she got up and went to look for him.
He was in the main room of the inn (its only other room), leaning, arms crossed, against the wall next to the Save Moogle. Suddenly conscious of herself, Freya combed her fingers through her short white hair to straighten it. She didn't have her hat to hide under now.
He looked up as she entered.
"Morning," she said brightly.
"Hmph."
She frowned slightly, ever so slightly. It bothered her, his refusal to greet her, though she wasn't sure why it should. "We need to find Zidane," she told him, ignoring her thoughts.
"How do you propose we do that?"
"I don't know," she sighed.
There was a long silence. Finally, Amarant turned and walked out of the inn. "Hey!" protested Freya, running after him. He stopped outside the door and she nearly ran into him. "What's the big idea?" she demanded.
He pointed upward. "See that ship?"
She looked up. A large airship with a red gem set in its bottom was flying overhead. At first glance the large gem could almost be mistaken for a huge red eye. She knew they'd seen it somewhere before, maybe in one of the earlier FMVs...
"Isn't that--"
"I have a feeling that's them."
She blinked. Amarant having feelings of any sort was an amazement to her.
"Come on." He grabbed her arm and dragged her out of Dali, onto the World Map.
They followed after the ship all the way to where it finally landed, by Treno. They arrived on screen just in time to see Zidane disembark and enter the town. They entered soon after and stopped within the city gates.
"Which way did he go?" asked Freya.
"You check there. I'll go this way," Amarant declared flatly, pointing first to his left, and then to the other path on the right.
She nodded. "We'll meet back here." Without even acknowledging her, he ran off in the direction he'd chosen for himself. She felt like hitting something. Why did he always do that?
Walking down the path to her left, she thought over what was going on. Mist was everywhere now, but they'd gotten rid of it, hadn't they? What had happened during their plight in the Ice Cavern? And why was Amarant so damn anti-social? She was so deep in her thoughts that she almost tripped over Eiko, who was standing in the middle of the path.
"EEEEE!" the little summoner screamed, upon seeing Freya. "A GHOST!"
"Calm down, Eiko!" she exclaimed. "It's me, Freya!"
"But Dagger said you were dead!" Eiko exclaimed, eyes wide.
"I'm not. Amarant's okay, too. Where's Zidane?"
"Follow me!" The little girl ran off, and Freya followed her. Zidane was standing in front of the Card Stadium, playing against the old man standing beside his son. "Zidane!" shouted Eiko, excitedly, as soon as they saw him.
He looked up, saw Freya, and leapt to his feet. "FREYA!" Grinning, he ran to her and looked up. "You're okay! What happened? Tell me all about it!"
"I'll tell you later," she said. "Let's get everyone together, first."
He nodded. "I'll go get Dagger and the others. Is Amarant okay?"
"Yeah, he's looking for you. I'll go find him. I'll meet you at the city gates."
"You got it! Let's go, Eiko!" The two went to go gather the rest of the group.
Freya stood there a moment, relieved that she'd finally found the rest of the group, until the old man's shout interrupted her thoughts. "Hey! I was playin' a game against that guy!"
She rolled her eyes and started walking off, but he shouted again and she stopped, sighing. "I don't care," she told him angrily.
"Leave her alone."
She blinked. Amarant's voice. She turned and saw him standing in front of the old man, looking threatening and powerful as usual. "It's not her problem," he continued to tell the card player.
He blanched under Amarant's huge shadow and took a few steps back. "Y-you're right, Sir, many apologies, I'm sorry, don't hurt me."
Without another word, Amarant turned and left, walking past Freya. "Amarant, wait...!" He ignored her and continued walking. She sighed and followed him back to the city gates, where they met up with the rest of the party.
"Freya! Amarant!" Dagger exclaimed happily. "It's so good to see both of you again! I knew you were alive!"
"Yeah right," Zidane retorted, elbowing her gently. "You're the one who told me to give up hope."
"I did not!" But she sounded guilty.
It didn't matter, Freya was just glad to be back.
"What happened?" Vivi asked, shy and quiet as usual.
"Yes, Miss Freya," Steiner agreed, "tell us what happened."
Obligingly, Freya related the story. Amarant contributed whenever she asked, though with very short responses. When she was done, the group, Zidane, Dagger, Eiko, Vivi, Steiner, and Quina, all looked at them with some sort of amazement.
"An evil Moogle?" Eiko questioned, sounding almost sad. "Moogles aren't evil..."
"That's an incredible story," said Dagger. "Zidane, should we do something about those two?"
"What, a Moogle named Boko? What kind of trouble could she possibly cause?" he scoffed.
As if in answer, a large rumble sounded from the nearby mountains. Everyone looked at each other, and then to the town exit. Without anybody saying anything, they all rushed out to see what the sound was about.