Author's Notes: Well, it's back. And I'm ready for a new chapter. And here
it is... After my notes. And oh yeah, putting up a new FF7 story today or
tomorrow, check it out.
Silver-nex: I just love you... I want to send you a dozen roses for reviewing so much! Thanks for the Shiva and Ifrit comments... I'm going to have a little contest in a chapter or two... Yep. Whoever wins gets to help me with something really important in the ending.
Chapter 6: Into the North
Again I awake, cold metal of the Ragnarok all around me. I'd say Déjà Vu if Seifer were not leaning over me. Were that dream not so different from the first. So maybe curses were real, I know Shiva would not lie to me.
"Damnit Ice Princess, you've really scared me!" Seifer yelled when I awoke. He was worried; he never called me Ice Princess if he was sure I was okay.
"I'm... Okay," I assured him, though I was not very sure myself.
"What the hell happened out there?" my dear Seifer asked.
My arms were around his neck as I pulled him close for a kiss. Still I felt icy from my dream. I could not help but want him to heat me up like only he knew how. Yet Seifer wasn't going to have that. Roughly he pulled my arms from around his neck. Whimpering, I tried to hold on.
"Sorry Squally, I can't. Believe me, I want to... But I can't," Seifer was walking away.
I saw that he had wrapped his black leather coat around me shoulders. The coat was really warm; I'd bought him it as an anniversary present last year. It was perfect for those cold nights he would spend with garden cadets on training missions in the canyons outside of Esthar. He was wearing the white trench coat that was once the mark of who he was. Well, not the same one. Back when I'd found him, he'd burned the thing already, so I had insisted he buy himself another one.
This was when I realized that he was shivering a bit. I could see my breath in front of my eyes. Maybe I was cold because this whole ship was freezing. Touching the metal floor, I could feel the frozen metal.
"Where are we?" I asked.
"North of Tiberia. We've been flying for a day. You've just awaken," he said as he continued to pace.
'Why?"
"Ifrit's riddle... 'From fire you sow to the ice that you know, where a guardian of dearest woe will tell you where you shall go.' But we shouldn't go. So what if we are cursed to a hard life? I can't risk you life!" Seifer would not stop pacing. I was getting dizzy.
"We have to keep going," I insisted, now knowing the price if we did not, "Knowing my Shiva, she'll be on the ice flats, not the mountains."
Warm hands reached out and helped me to my feet. By the kiss he placed on my head, I knew he was swearing to be by me as far as I would go. It's times like this that I remember why I love him.
A day and a half. A *fucking* day and a half! And no sight of where Shiva's Summon point would be. There are just so many ice wolves a man could fight before going crazy. I was very close to the point right now. One more and I might tell Seifer to stab me... Not like he would.
I kick at the snow, watching my boots destroy the perfect serenity of the endless white. Then, my foot hits something hard, metal maybe. Stopping right away, I start to examine what I've uncovered. Seifer, who had been trailing behind me, ran up. Did he think I was hurt? Next thing I know, he's run his foot into the thick metal, and trips. What a graceful face plant. How could I not laugh?
"Hey!" Seifer laughs after he's spit out the snow and moving to his feet.
Not stopping to check to see if he's okay, I finish clearing away the snow that covered the ring of silver and runes. Eventually he joins me, and we uncover the frozen summon point. Together we laugh at our triumph, we hardly notice the silver starting to glow blue. Yet we can hear the ice column spring up behind us. Shiva makes her entrances grand.
Silver-nex: I just love you... I want to send you a dozen roses for reviewing so much! Thanks for the Shiva and Ifrit comments... I'm going to have a little contest in a chapter or two... Yep. Whoever wins gets to help me with something really important in the ending.
Chapter 6: Into the North
Again I awake, cold metal of the Ragnarok all around me. I'd say Déjà Vu if Seifer were not leaning over me. Were that dream not so different from the first. So maybe curses were real, I know Shiva would not lie to me.
"Damnit Ice Princess, you've really scared me!" Seifer yelled when I awoke. He was worried; he never called me Ice Princess if he was sure I was okay.
"I'm... Okay," I assured him, though I was not very sure myself.
"What the hell happened out there?" my dear Seifer asked.
My arms were around his neck as I pulled him close for a kiss. Still I felt icy from my dream. I could not help but want him to heat me up like only he knew how. Yet Seifer wasn't going to have that. Roughly he pulled my arms from around his neck. Whimpering, I tried to hold on.
"Sorry Squally, I can't. Believe me, I want to... But I can't," Seifer was walking away.
I saw that he had wrapped his black leather coat around me shoulders. The coat was really warm; I'd bought him it as an anniversary present last year. It was perfect for those cold nights he would spend with garden cadets on training missions in the canyons outside of Esthar. He was wearing the white trench coat that was once the mark of who he was. Well, not the same one. Back when I'd found him, he'd burned the thing already, so I had insisted he buy himself another one.
This was when I realized that he was shivering a bit. I could see my breath in front of my eyes. Maybe I was cold because this whole ship was freezing. Touching the metal floor, I could feel the frozen metal.
"Where are we?" I asked.
"North of Tiberia. We've been flying for a day. You've just awaken," he said as he continued to pace.
'Why?"
"Ifrit's riddle... 'From fire you sow to the ice that you know, where a guardian of dearest woe will tell you where you shall go.' But we shouldn't go. So what if we are cursed to a hard life? I can't risk you life!" Seifer would not stop pacing. I was getting dizzy.
"We have to keep going," I insisted, now knowing the price if we did not, "Knowing my Shiva, she'll be on the ice flats, not the mountains."
Warm hands reached out and helped me to my feet. By the kiss he placed on my head, I knew he was swearing to be by me as far as I would go. It's times like this that I remember why I love him.
A day and a half. A *fucking* day and a half! And no sight of where Shiva's Summon point would be. There are just so many ice wolves a man could fight before going crazy. I was very close to the point right now. One more and I might tell Seifer to stab me... Not like he would.
I kick at the snow, watching my boots destroy the perfect serenity of the endless white. Then, my foot hits something hard, metal maybe. Stopping right away, I start to examine what I've uncovered. Seifer, who had been trailing behind me, ran up. Did he think I was hurt? Next thing I know, he's run his foot into the thick metal, and trips. What a graceful face plant. How could I not laugh?
"Hey!" Seifer laughs after he's spit out the snow and moving to his feet.
Not stopping to check to see if he's okay, I finish clearing away the snow that covered the ring of silver and runes. Eventually he joins me, and we uncover the frozen summon point. Together we laugh at our triumph, we hardly notice the silver starting to glow blue. Yet we can hear the ice column spring up behind us. Shiva makes her entrances grand.