Disclaimer: Nah, I don't own FF tactics. I'm going to try harder on this
chapter, since the previous ones sucked. =/
Note: I read a ffta fic where a Nu mou's hat gets torn, and the nu mou becomes uber. I did not copy the ideas of a superior fiction, just so you know. The name of that fiction is The Mage Wars. You should read it, it kicks ass!
"GAHH! STUPID CAST!!" Noble yelled. He was desperately trying to walk, while bandaged up in several casts and splinters. Every motion gave him a throbbing burst of screeching pain; it hurt.
The fight with Gukko had taken a toll on Noble indeed. Silac had bandaged him up well, but even white magic wouldn't help now. Noble would have to sit out for at least two whole weeks.
"You know, you'll heal faster if you rest." Sabrina said
"That's what they always say. I say pfft, I don't need to be told what to do."
"I wasn't telling, I was advising."
"Yeah, yeah."
A few moments later, Marche came into Noble's room. They were still staying at the Golden Gil pub. Marche had with him a bowl of water, and a loaf of Bannock.
"Uhhh... Thanks." Noble replied; he hated depending on other people
"I never did thank you." Marche said
"Thank me? 'Bout what?"
"You took one for the team." Marche told him "That could have been Emet, or Sabrina in those casts you're wearing."
"He's right." Sabrina supported
"... Yeah whatever." Noble said, trying to deny his act of heroism.
"Well, anyway, we have an engagement with Clan Clatz. We'll be back soon." Sabrina said
"Clatz? Isn't that the thieving clan?" Noble asked
"Yes, yes it is." Marche said
"Well, I guess I better give you this." Noble said, un brandishing a blue and white sword from under his pillow.
"Isn't that the sword we won?" Sabrina asked
"The Save the Queen..." Marche said in awe
"I figured it would be best used in a Paladin's hands; with the Holy bonus and all." Noble smirked, handing it to Marche, who seemed extremely pleased.
"Wow! Thanks Noble!" Marche said
"Don't mention it.."
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It was late afternoon now. Marche had talked about battling in Aisenfield....
"Oh my Exodus...." Noble said under his breath. Clan Ritz was camping at Aisenfield today... And Noble couldn't even move... Wait.. What did he care for Clan Nutsy? They didn't matter to him, they were only pawns... "Yeah..." he said to himself "Just... Pawns..."
"Clan Nutsy has no chance against Clan Ritz; this is ba... I mean good." Noble murmured.... "Good God, how much longer can I keep lying to myself..." Then Noble remembered something. Silac was talking about a dangerous potion in stock earlier, one he would do experiments on... The Ancient Potion...
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"Tell me about this Ancient Potion." Noble asked the shop keeper.
"It's very dangerous. It was once used for medical healing..." as soon as she said that, Noble dropped 1000 Gil on the counter, took the potion and ran, while motioning her to keep the change.
"This better help..." he prayed
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Noble took the potion outside the shop. In seconds his whole body was rasping in a horrible pain. Noble bent down to his knees. He was hearing voices in his head... Telling him he would die. Telling him he would suffer. Noble collapsed from exhaustion; the voices wouldn't stop, the pain wouldn't recede.
"Exxooodduuusss!!!! Ssspppaaaarrree mee!!" he shouted. "Oh God save me!" Noble was chanting to multiple Gods, an amusement to all the people observing his anguish. The medicine was still taking him, deeper, deeper into it's grasp. Finally, after a grueling 15 minutes, it ended. Noble had survived with his body completely healed.
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Somewhere in Aisenfield....
Marche and Ritz were staring each other down. Every one in both clans had fallen, except for the two, including Clan Clatz, who were easily dispatched.
"That's a nice sword you have there Marche..." Ritz admired, holding her Eperism.
".... Glad you noticed..." He said, glaring at her.
Two blades clashed, and sparks flew. Ritz's sword was fast and nimble, and very sharp, an unbeatable combination.
Marche's blade was medium sized, and powerful; nevertheless an equal match for Ritz.
The blades flew at each other, hitting each other as a Mongoose and Cobra. The opponents eyed each other, and Ritz decided it was time to end this.. She would use magic...
"Fire Whip!" She yelled, and a chain of fire ensnared Marche, thieving him of all options. This was over.
"Grr.... Cheater...." Marche said, trying to break the whip.
"I can not allow you to return the world..." Ritz said. Immediately after saying this, a chunk of manifested energy shaped like a hawk tore through Ritz's ensnaring fiery hold on Marche. Everyone looked around to see Noble.
"... You traitor..." Ritz glared
"I am a traitor not." Noble said
"Traitor? Noble, what's she talking about?" Marche said
"...." Noble couldn't bring himself to respond
".... Heh. You fooled them well Noble." Ritz admired
"I never deceived them! I am a member of Clan Nutsy now!" Noble said; it was true, he wore a banner of it, with a silhouette of all of the races in Ivalice, Clan Nutsy's sign, total Unity.
"Noble, Noble, Noble. You don't know where you fit in... Do you? I was confused once." Ritz said. "Stay with Clan Ritz. Shara and I will take care of you."
"I will not, especially if it involves hurting the innocent." Noble yelled.
"I'm not innocent..." Marche said, hitting Noble in the face with the dull end of his sword.
"Marche..." Noble said, looking at the ground.
"Marche doesn't want you. He doesn't want some little runty puppy in his clan; Little orphan Noble isn't good enough for him..." Ritz said in distaste
"...Stop..."
"You can't handle the truth can you? Poor little guy, all alone in this world..."
"Stop..."
"Having nobody to rely on, nobody to care for you..."
"Stop..."
"Always sneaking a tear every chance you get. No one is here for you now, and they won't be here anymore..."
"Stop it...."
"Poor suicidally depressed Noble. One day this will all catch up to you." Ritz said. "But Clan Ritz still cares about you. Come on back..."
"Leave the guy alone! He's gone through enough!" Sabrina yelled
"Will everyone just leave me alone..."
"POOR LITTLE NOBLE!" Ritz yelled
"I SAID STOP!!!!" Noble yelled. His whole body was surrounded by a dark aura, as he yelled in rage. A power beyond time and imagination was erupting. The ground was falling underneath him, the sky was falling on him. Everything was a blur...
"Just what I've been waiting for..." said Ritz. "Shara now! Use Charm shot! With Noble in our control Clan Nutsy will die!"
"What's going on!!!???" Marche asked
"She's possessed..." Silac replied. "Ritz is being possessed by some sort of enmity.."
Shara fired a Charm shot, which bounced off the dark aura, and hit Emet....
"Hello... Sexy..." ^-^ Emet said looking in Shara's direction.
"....."
"This madness has to stop!" Yelled Vili.
"Let me take care of it...." Sabrina said, standing up.
Note: I read a ffta fic where a Nu mou's hat gets torn, and the nu mou becomes uber. I did not copy the ideas of a superior fiction, just so you know. The name of that fiction is The Mage Wars. You should read it, it kicks ass!
"GAHH! STUPID CAST!!" Noble yelled. He was desperately trying to walk, while bandaged up in several casts and splinters. Every motion gave him a throbbing burst of screeching pain; it hurt.
The fight with Gukko had taken a toll on Noble indeed. Silac had bandaged him up well, but even white magic wouldn't help now. Noble would have to sit out for at least two whole weeks.
"You know, you'll heal faster if you rest." Sabrina said
"That's what they always say. I say pfft, I don't need to be told what to do."
"I wasn't telling, I was advising."
"Yeah, yeah."
A few moments later, Marche came into Noble's room. They were still staying at the Golden Gil pub. Marche had with him a bowl of water, and a loaf of Bannock.
"Uhhh... Thanks." Noble replied; he hated depending on other people
"I never did thank you." Marche said
"Thank me? 'Bout what?"
"You took one for the team." Marche told him "That could have been Emet, or Sabrina in those casts you're wearing."
"He's right." Sabrina supported
"... Yeah whatever." Noble said, trying to deny his act of heroism.
"Well, anyway, we have an engagement with Clan Clatz. We'll be back soon." Sabrina said
"Clatz? Isn't that the thieving clan?" Noble asked
"Yes, yes it is." Marche said
"Well, I guess I better give you this." Noble said, un brandishing a blue and white sword from under his pillow.
"Isn't that the sword we won?" Sabrina asked
"The Save the Queen..." Marche said in awe
"I figured it would be best used in a Paladin's hands; with the Holy bonus and all." Noble smirked, handing it to Marche, who seemed extremely pleased.
"Wow! Thanks Noble!" Marche said
"Don't mention it.."
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It was late afternoon now. Marche had talked about battling in Aisenfield....
"Oh my Exodus...." Noble said under his breath. Clan Ritz was camping at Aisenfield today... And Noble couldn't even move... Wait.. What did he care for Clan Nutsy? They didn't matter to him, they were only pawns... "Yeah..." he said to himself "Just... Pawns..."
"Clan Nutsy has no chance against Clan Ritz; this is ba... I mean good." Noble murmured.... "Good God, how much longer can I keep lying to myself..." Then Noble remembered something. Silac was talking about a dangerous potion in stock earlier, one he would do experiments on... The Ancient Potion...
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"Tell me about this Ancient Potion." Noble asked the shop keeper.
"It's very dangerous. It was once used for medical healing..." as soon as she said that, Noble dropped 1000 Gil on the counter, took the potion and ran, while motioning her to keep the change.
"This better help..." he prayed
------------------------------
Noble took the potion outside the shop. In seconds his whole body was rasping in a horrible pain. Noble bent down to his knees. He was hearing voices in his head... Telling him he would die. Telling him he would suffer. Noble collapsed from exhaustion; the voices wouldn't stop, the pain wouldn't recede.
"Exxooodduuusss!!!! Ssspppaaaarrree mee!!" he shouted. "Oh God save me!" Noble was chanting to multiple Gods, an amusement to all the people observing his anguish. The medicine was still taking him, deeper, deeper into it's grasp. Finally, after a grueling 15 minutes, it ended. Noble had survived with his body completely healed.
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Somewhere in Aisenfield....
Marche and Ritz were staring each other down. Every one in both clans had fallen, except for the two, including Clan Clatz, who were easily dispatched.
"That's a nice sword you have there Marche..." Ritz admired, holding her Eperism.
".... Glad you noticed..." He said, glaring at her.
Two blades clashed, and sparks flew. Ritz's sword was fast and nimble, and very sharp, an unbeatable combination.
Marche's blade was medium sized, and powerful; nevertheless an equal match for Ritz.
The blades flew at each other, hitting each other as a Mongoose and Cobra. The opponents eyed each other, and Ritz decided it was time to end this.. She would use magic...
"Fire Whip!" She yelled, and a chain of fire ensnared Marche, thieving him of all options. This was over.
"Grr.... Cheater...." Marche said, trying to break the whip.
"I can not allow you to return the world..." Ritz said. Immediately after saying this, a chunk of manifested energy shaped like a hawk tore through Ritz's ensnaring fiery hold on Marche. Everyone looked around to see Noble.
"... You traitor..." Ritz glared
"I am a traitor not." Noble said
"Traitor? Noble, what's she talking about?" Marche said
"...." Noble couldn't bring himself to respond
".... Heh. You fooled them well Noble." Ritz admired
"I never deceived them! I am a member of Clan Nutsy now!" Noble said; it was true, he wore a banner of it, with a silhouette of all of the races in Ivalice, Clan Nutsy's sign, total Unity.
"Noble, Noble, Noble. You don't know where you fit in... Do you? I was confused once." Ritz said. "Stay with Clan Ritz. Shara and I will take care of you."
"I will not, especially if it involves hurting the innocent." Noble yelled.
"I'm not innocent..." Marche said, hitting Noble in the face with the dull end of his sword.
"Marche..." Noble said, looking at the ground.
"Marche doesn't want you. He doesn't want some little runty puppy in his clan; Little orphan Noble isn't good enough for him..." Ritz said in distaste
"...Stop..."
"You can't handle the truth can you? Poor little guy, all alone in this world..."
"Stop..."
"Having nobody to rely on, nobody to care for you..."
"Stop..."
"Always sneaking a tear every chance you get. No one is here for you now, and they won't be here anymore..."
"Stop it...."
"Poor suicidally depressed Noble. One day this will all catch up to you." Ritz said. "But Clan Ritz still cares about you. Come on back..."
"Leave the guy alone! He's gone through enough!" Sabrina yelled
"Will everyone just leave me alone..."
"POOR LITTLE NOBLE!" Ritz yelled
"I SAID STOP!!!!" Noble yelled. His whole body was surrounded by a dark aura, as he yelled in rage. A power beyond time and imagination was erupting. The ground was falling underneath him, the sky was falling on him. Everything was a blur...
"Just what I've been waiting for..." said Ritz. "Shara now! Use Charm shot! With Noble in our control Clan Nutsy will die!"
"What's going on!!!???" Marche asked
"She's possessed..." Silac replied. "Ritz is being possessed by some sort of enmity.."
Shara fired a Charm shot, which bounced off the dark aura, and hit Emet....
"Hello... Sexy..." ^-^ Emet said looking in Shara's direction.
"....."
"This madness has to stop!" Yelled Vili.
"Let me take care of it...." Sabrina said, standing up.
