School sucks…my arm hurts like hell and I'm not sure how I'm typing this…I'm somehow close to beating Shining Soul within two days…and ToS got boring fast. Can anyone else tell that I'm bored?
Erk: Well…
Shut up before you even think about saying anything Erk. Anyway, Harbringer Loki has been grounded from her computer privileges due to certain reasons, and so her fics won't be updated anytime soon until she gets her computer back. Either myself or her will be tell the public when she can update, so don't hire a hitman to come and kill her (she's cute and she won't die properly anyway…trust me, I tried). Also, her and I are co-authoring a fic known as "Rejected Conversations." Look for that authored by me in the future, her having joint authoring over it. So on that one, send a hitman after me if it's not updated soon. We're both only juniors in high school, and homework takes a big part in our lives, so we're not able to update day-after-day. Also, there's a slight twist thrown in on this one. It seems our tactician has a "small" crush on a certain archer, but he's not sure how to tell her. So for those of you who haven't figured it out yet, this is changing to be a Rebeccaxtactician fic as well as the pairings I stated at the beginning. Sorry all you KentxFiora fans for not really adding much between the two, I'll try my hardest to do so as soon as possible.
Erk: Enough ranting and start the damn fic already before I get angry and test my Bolting theory!
…So yeah, you can see that I already have someone pestering me as it is to update soon. Hector you know the usual disclaimer!
Hector: Um…Destin doesn't own the idea of Fire Emblem, nor does he own any of the characters. All he owns is his little cartridge…thingy (Destin: YOU BETTER NOT BREAK THAT BLOODY THING SERAS!), and his crazy ideas that play in part from boredom, lack of sleep and sugar, and any other lack thereof.
Thanks Hector…I think. Without further ado, ON WITH THE STORY!
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The camp had an eerie silence around it that night, everyone knowing what was to come of the next battle. Sain was off flirting with the girls again, also dodging Raven from time to time after flirting with Priscilla. Eliwood was busy talking to Kent and Fiora about the future to come, and some problems related to the band of fighters. The other two lords sat near the campfire with Destin, Erk, and Serra. Erk was busy trying to study his tome while Serra was chatting away in his ear like she usually did.
"Erky, why aren't you paying more attention to me! I mean all you ever do is just study all the time! You need to pay attention when I'm talking! ERKY!" The whole camp turned to stare at Serra again for the 7th time that night. She blushed a deep crimson, finally becoming aware that yelling around this area isn't the best idea. Destin just gave her a glare, knowing that she couldn't help herself, but she knew as much as everyone else where they were and what they needed to do.
"I'd appreciate it if you didn't do that again Serra. It's bad enough that Nergal knows we're here already, but I don't want the whole of Lycia to know we're here as well!" Destin turned his gaze away from her in time to notice the two young lordlings acting rather strange. They were sitting next to each other…and not arguing? "Are you two ill or something? Normally you'd be shouting at each other just as loud as Serra does to Erk." He heard a barely audible moan come from Erk and simply smiled. Hector looked up at Destin, a soft smile playing across his face.
"We just know what we're up against…that's all. If we were ill, then we WOULD be yelling at each other right now." Hector chuckled and nudged Lyn in the ribs, causing a yelp from her. He had forgotten to take off his armor again, and had nudged her a little harder than he had meant to.
"You moron, you still have your armor on! If you're going to be so annoying, then go sit somewhere else and let me think in peace!" Destin and Hector both backed up a little away from Lyn. They both knew what she was like when she got mad…her being almost as bad as Hector when he was either drunk or pissed off. Destin mentally noted that Sain was still limping rather badly from his "punishment" for hiding Hector's Wolf Beil. Lyn stood up sharply, muttering something that sounded like "Men…" before she stormed off to her tent. Destin and Hector looked at each other before laughing silently.
"She's more tense than I thought Lord Hector…I mean, I can understand Lord Eliwood being nervous and all…" Destin stopped in mid-sentence when he saw Hector shaking his head. Is there something that he knows that I don't? "Lord Hector, is something wrong?"
Hector looked up at Destin, a look of what can only be described as sympathy playing across his face. "She's just worried that Lord Hausen will have passed by the time we get back from here. That would put Caelin under her rule, and you would still be the right-hand of Caelin." Hector smirked at the look of astonishment on Destin's face. The tactician didn't think about that, because it seemed unlikely to happen.
"That wouldn't be too good…I'm not really familiar with politics and anything related to them." Destin shook his head slowly, causing his bangs to sway slightly. If Lord Hausen was to die…I don't think I could continue my role as tactician to Caelin. It's because of him that I'm the tactician now. The young tactician looked up just in time to notice Bartre and Karel fighting again. "That's the 6th bloody time in an hour! Knock it off, both of you!" The combatants looked at him with astonished looks on their faces, even Karel.
Heh, he's not quick to anger. Hector just laughed and stood up. "I'm going to retire to my tent until I'm needed in the early morning. Wake me, should anything happen." Everyone watched Hector go into his tent. A few people merely shrugged at this, but a few others were worried. He never went to his tent when there was still light out…even if a bit of light. Eliwood, more than anyone, was looking worried on his friend's behalf. Destin knew what Eliwood was going to say even before he said it.
"Destin, has Hector been taken ill tonight?" Destin laughed softly. "It was a serious question…I don't understand what I said that made it so funny." The lord of Pherae looked confused as to why the tactician would be laughing. "Alright, what is it that's causing you to laugh like this?" Destin stopped, a small grin on his face.
"I had asked Lord Hector the same thing not to long ago when him and Lady Lyndis were sitting next to each other without biting each other's heads off. That's not important right now though. We need to discuss who's going into the Dragon's Gate with us, as we can't take everyone. We need to take Serra and Priscilla at the very least, and I'm thinking Erk so that we have a back-up healer." Destin held back a chuckle at Erk's groan. "Should we bring Oswin as well?"
Eliwood nodded at Destin, adding his own little points here and there when he thought he should. "Just as long as no one is put in any unnecessary danger." The talk continued well into the night. Erk and Serra finally got tired of listening (and Erk had nearly fallen into the fire 4 times trying to get enough light to study his tomes), so they proceeded back to the main camp.
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"Serra, all I'm going to ask is that you don't do anything stupid tomorrow. If you keep up your normal antics like you usually do, then I'm going to fry you with my thunder spell once this battle's over." Erk frowned at Serra's giggle. I know she understands why I'm saying this, but why can't she be serious for just one second?
"I knew you would say that Erky. Seriously though, do you think that I'd be crazy enough to do anything like that when we could possibly die? I actually think you'll need me near you so that you can be protected from the bad guys." Erk groaned loudly.
She now realizes that we could all possibly die? HOW LONG HAVE WE BEEN…calm down Erk, just calm down. There must be a reason why she's been acting like this as long as she has. "Serra, please tell me that you didn't just now realize that we could possibly die in battle." He sighed with relief when she nodded, not realizing she nodded a bit too quickly. He frowned when she wrapped her arms around his and asked him (in a tone that sounded like an I-will-kill-you-if-you-don't-listen) to escort her to her tent.
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The camp had managed to quiet down, a few people here and there still awake. Oswin was on guard duty for the next few hours, and Destin was spending another sleepless night figuring out how things would work out. He sighed, not knowing what the area would look like that they'd be fighting in. Looking up, the young tactician noted the others still up. Guy was sharpening his sword (and fearing sleeping since Karel's last threat), Pent and Louise were taking a stroll around the camp, and Raven was sitting outside Priscilla's tent to try and ward off Sain should he try to flirt with her again. I wonder if he thinks that we don't know anything about the two of them, like that they're related and she still loves him as if he wasn't her brother…I still find that somewhat wrong. Destin shook his head in dismay and stood up, brushing the dust off of the bottom of his cloak. "Oswin, warn me should anything happen." The general nodded at the tactician. Maybe I can actually try and get some sleep this time. Destin pulled back the tent-flap, entering the familiar place that he'd spent a long time in trying to think of many different strategies.
"Hey Oswin, do you think our tactician's had a lot on his mind lately?" Matthew had a very odd habit of pointing out the completely and utterly obvious, but no one seemed to mind him. Oswin nodded at Matthew, causing the thief to grin. "Maybe he has someone special on his mind…a girl perhaps?" Oswin spat out the tea he had just been given by Louise to keep him up.
"Where do you get off thinking about something like that? Also, how can you be thinking something that simple-minded at a critical time like this?" Matthew laughed quietly, tallying in his mind another frown he got from the general.
"Well, I just think that he has a girl on his mind because of how out of it he's been lately." Matthew stared in shock at the general as he nodded to what Matthew said. Wait…is he actually agreeing with me on something for once?
"You may be right…I have noticed him being rather close to Lady Rebecca lately. Maybe he saw something in her that pulls him to want to protect her?" Oswin was more speaking to himself at the moment than the thief, although Matthew still heard him.
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This isn't good…I had promised myself that I wouldn't begin feeling this way about anyone, but here I am thinking about her all the time. Destin glanced around his tent, thinking oddly that someone had entered without his knowing. "Why is it that these things always happen to me at the worst possible times…here we are about to fight Nergal to try and save all of Lycia, and I'm busy trying to contain my feelings for her!"
"Who's her?" Destin jumped as Erk suddenly came into view, sitting with a smirk on Destin's bedding. They had become good friends over the adventure, both being rather quiet and rather serious about most things. Also, Destin had become Erk's student, in hopes that he would be able to better his use in anima magic. "You wouldn't be talking about Rebecca now would you?" The sage laughed as Destin gaped at him in wonder.
"I don't know how you do it Erk…it really amazes me. How long have you known how I felt about her?" Destin wasn't really sure he wanted to hear this answer from his close friend. While they were good friends, Destin didn't know if he really trusted the sage with his life just yet…after all, Erk WAS in love with Serra, so anyone would find a reason to be a little worried when it came to battle.
"I've known ever since we left Ostia for Nabata Desert. That's when you started actually opening up to someone other than myself, Kent, or Hector." Erk grinned when he saw the blush forming on Destin's face.
"You tell anyone, and I will tell Serra your secret. You know which one I'm talking about." Destin smiled as Erk's grin faded to be replaced with a pale look. Destin knew many secrets about Erk, and his darkest secret…well, it's best left unsaid. Let's just say that for right now, Louise had Erk do many things that he didn't want to…and no, not anything gross like that.
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Well, that could have been better, considering that I had a case of writer's block and I didn't know what to type for a good while. For those wondering, yes, I'm trying my hardest attempt…
Erk: While failing miserably…
…Shut it. Anyway, I'm trying my hardest attempt at some form of humor in these fics. Yes, I need to write a new fic soon. I'm thinking of a GS or CT one, but I'm not entirely sure yet on what I'm going to write on. Hell, I might even write a humor fic (aside from Rejected Conversations) for FE, so be looking out for any new fic I'll be writing in the near future.
Hector: Because he took so freakin' long to do this one (and he didn't have me in it much), you don't have to review this time.
You…I'm so going to kill you now. You're only level 8 on my new game, and there are some pretty powerful swordsmen in the next chapter…
Hector: I'm sorry…
Erk: Ha, I'm one level higher than you!
