Fire Emblem 7, The Parody
Chapter 16: Whereabouts Unknown
...What are you looking at me for? There's no narroration here. ...Wait, what? ...ah sonuva...
Eliwood and company defeat the small army of Laus's soldiers outside of Castle Caelin. And yet inside, so many more remain. But still, like the heroes they are (willing or not), they press on to save Marquess Caelin.
"There's still a lot of Laus's soldiers in here" Matthew reported. "Not as many as what we dealt with before, but there's still a lot."
"What about Caelin's guards?" Eliwood asked.
"They've been taken prisoner. There are only a small number of them left anyway."
"About half of them were killed in the surprise attack" Lyn muttered. "At least, I saw that many fall before we made our escape..."
"So Caelin had only six guards? Geez, talk about crappy defense..."
"Shut up, Matthew. ...Wait, are you saying there are only three guards left?"
"Exactly. The others either have escaped or are dead."
"May I just say something?"
"Shoot."
"DAMN!"
Hector smirked, and patted the blade of the axe in his hand. "Let's have some fun with these guys. Who's with me!"
"Why don't we ask Hannah?" Eliwood suggested, nudging towards the old fortune teller.
The old bit...witch lowered her sleeve, and cleared her throat. Eliwood sighed, and slipped in the five gold coins. Hannah closed her eyes, and raised her hands. "Flyers beware. This is not the place for you. You will need a thief. ...Hmm, there will be a meeting. Take the polite girl...the flame haired beauty."
"Ooh! She's talking about me again!" Serra beamed.
"Serra..." Erk explained slowly. "Your hair is pink."
"Pink is like red! And red is like flame!"
"...I give up."
Hannah lowered her arms. "That is all I see."
"Well, gee, you certainly norrowed it down" Hector rolled his eyes.
"Manners, Hector" Eliwood shook his head.
"Don't tell me you weren't thinking the same."
"Definetly not, no, not likely, not really, maybe, possibly, probably, okay yeah..." Eliwood admitted.
Meanwhile, within Caelin's walls, in the dungeon to be exact, a group of five people lounged around. Three were men in green armor, currently playing Go Fish. The fourth was a monk with blue robes and a white cloak, and long yellow hair, who was busy meditating. And the fifth was a man with short, fiery red hair, piercing red eyes, padded leather armor, and dark jeans, leaning against the wall of the cell near the bars.
A man with red armor rushed down into the dungeon, and called the attention of the guards. "We've got trouble. Those guys from outside are coming in, and leading the way is that blue haired axeman. Every hand that can be spared, get out here!"
As the guards got their weapons ready, the red haired man knocked against the bars of his cell, catching the attention of one of the soldiers. "Hey. You, with the face. Let me out."
"Come again?"
"The blue haired axeman. Marquess Ostia's kid brother. He's among your enemy, right? Let me out, and I can help you. Just let me deal the final blow to the brother. I have a score to settle with House Ostia."
"You must think me a fool. You work for Caelin! I'm not letting you out!"
"Well then, if you aren't letting me out quietly, I'll just destroy the door, and you with it. I held my hand because you were holding Lucius hostage. But now that he's safe in this little cage...."
"Meep."
Lucius got up, and shook the red haired man's arm. "I do not think that wise, Lord Raven" he shook his head. "You can't betray your debt to Marquess Caelin."
"Shut the hell up, Lucius" Raven snapped, glaring daggers at the monk.
The blonde haired monk of Elemine backed off. "I'll be quiet" he let out quickly.
Raven looked back at the guards. "So, do we have a deal?"
"...Deal" the guard nodded, and opened the door. Raven began to step out.
"Lord Raven, you can't go alone!" Lucius protested, stepping closer. "It's too dangerous!"
"I said shut up" Raven snapped his head back at Lucius. "Just stay here and stay put. I'll be back for you." With that, Raven took a sword from a nearby weapons rack, and left.
Lucius was about to protest, but sighed, defeated, and turned his back to the stair case his friend ascended.
--SLAM--
Lucius yelped in pain, as the door slammed shut, trapping some of his hair outside. He turned to face the guard, "Unlock this door, and relenquish my hair..." He raised his hand, surrounded by light magic. "BEFORE I RAM THESE DOWN YOUR THROAT!"
"Alright, time to decide who's in charge of being the tacticion for this battle" Cecil said, walking over to Kozo.
"There is only one way to settle this..." Kozo muttered, pulling a hand out of his robes.
The two tacticions stared at each other, not averting their gaze for anything. Finally...
"Rock...paper...scissors!" both chanted, as Kozo held up his middle finger, and Cecil (on his last pump) pulled out his spear.
"I win!" Cecil smirked. "Silver Lance beats obscene hand gesture!"
"Screw you" Kozo growled.
Cecil put away his lance, and held his hand forward. Kozo sighed, and handed Cecil the pendant that Hector gave him. "Be careful, I did some fine tuning."
"Alright, let's just see how this..." Cecil slipped the pendant on, and got a birds eye view of the field. "Whoa, I can see your skin cells!"
"You might want to zoom out" Kozo explained.
Cecil shrugged, and started to zoom out. "......Um...why do I see Guy in his underpants?"
"I've worked that pendant out to see through everything, to an extent" Kozo smirked.
"...Kozo, you can have this back, thank you" Cecil said slowly, taking off the pendant, and returning to normal vision. "I'll just go with instinct."
Cecil pulled out his portable card table, and set up a map of the area. "Alright, now we'll need experienced hands inside. So our candidates for going in are...Lyn, Eliwood, Hector, Matthew, Marcus, Erk, Serra, Priscilla, Kozo, Dorcas, Wil, Kent and Sain."
"That's not fair!" Bartre complained. "You're picking people you've traveled with before!"
"Tough luck. Everyone else, you stay out here with Merlinus and I, to ensure that he's protected, and if anyone inside needs help, we'll be here. Alright, let's go!"
The listed units went inside. Everyone else just stood their ground. There was silence. A cricket chripped.
"So..." Lowen said, scratching the back of his head.
"Who's up for Crazy Eights?" Bartre asked.
"Oka..." Rebecca started.
"Strip Crazy Eights!" Bartre grinned.
"..." Rebecca backed away.
"Damn..." Bartre muttered.
"I'll join!" Hannah grinned.
"Ack!" Bartre yelped.
"Forget the Crazy Eights idea, Bartre!" Cecil begged.
A red armored soldier leapt at Hector, raising his lance to strike the only vaulnerable part of his opponent: The head. However, in spite of his bulky armor, Hector was fast enough to swing his axe and cut a huge mark in the soldier's chest.
As another one leapt from behind to take the axe wielding noble by surprise, Eliwood leapt between them, thrusting the head of his rapier through the enemy soldier's neck.
"Is this all Laus has left?" Hector laughed, grabbing another soldier, and throwing him into the side wall.
"Well, considering we took out two thirds of their forces already..." Eliwood shrugged, before spinning around and stabbing a soldier in the eye.
A small group of archers rushed in, and raised their arrows for attack. One of them was suddenly surrounded by an aura of dark magic. "I wouldn't try it" Kozo smirked, before snapping his fingers. The dark magic spread, and engulfed the archer, draining all the energy out of his body. The dark magic then zoomed towards Kozo, who breathed them in. "Ah, nice."
Undaunted, the archers released their arrow swarm. With several waves of his hand, Kozo not only stopped the arrows, but arranged so that when they clattered to the ground, they spelt out "HA!".
Wil and Erk rushed in, and threw their respective attacks at the archers. The arrow and the thunder magic tore through two of the remaining six.
"Change your partners!" Kozo instructed, before leaping at the archer on the left, throwing twin Flux spells, sending the enemy archer flying.
Erk held up his hands, which were engulfed with fire and lightning. He threw both at the enemy archer, charing him to a cinders. Wil took out two arrows, and fired them at the remaining archer. The archer fired a single arrow, which canceled out one of Wil's, but the other embedded itself in his head. He fell over.
"Well, nice shot, Archer boy" Kozo nodded.
"Actually, my name is..." Wil started.
Kozo started to move out.
"No..your leaving...okay..." Wil sighed, and moved out as well, followed by Erk.
As Serra and Priscilla finished off healing up Marcus and Sain, and began to head out (in different directions, of course), a flame haired mercenary creapt through the shadows.
Soon as Priscilla was alone in one of the hallways, the mercenary launched his attack. Priscilla turned around, noticed the sword, and screamed in fright. The sword came down, when...
"...Got any sevens?" Bartre asked.
"Go Fish" Cecil shook his head.
Bartre grumbled under his breath, drawing a card. He blinked, and grinned. "Well, would you look at that? Two sevens!"
"Bartre....that's a five, and that's an ace" Rebecca calmly pointed out.
"It is?"
"Yes. And you've been making that mistake for the past seven turns" Lowen pointed out.
"...Hey look! Two sevens!"
"Who agreed to let him play?" Rebecca asked angrily.
Lowen whistled innocently.
Priscilla shivered on the spot, the sword stopped inches from her neck. The mercenary froze, mouth gaped. "Are...are you..."
Priscilla opened her eyes, and realized she wasn't dead or dying. She looked at the mercenary. "Who...are you?"
"I don't blame you for not knowing me. You were so young we were seperated..."
Priscilla gasped. "Does that mean...are you Raymond?"
"You sure have grown, Priscilla" Raymond smirked.
"Brother!" Priscilla cheered, leaping at her brother, and trapping him in a warm hug. "My brother!"
"What are you doing here? It's been ten years since Count Caerleon of Eturia took you in as his foster daughter."
"Yes. And he was very kind to me. But not a minute passed without me thinking dearly of mother and father and you..."
"...Priscilla..."
"When I heard that our House had fallen, I was so worried about you..."
"So that's why you came out here, huh? That's quite the ways."
"Friends in Eturia helped me. Lord Pent and Lady Louise provided their student as an escourt."
"Did he try to get freash with you?" Raymond asked instantly.
Priscilla giggled. "Of course not. He's actually a very nice guy. Keeps to himself sometimes, but very nice none the less. But..."
"But?"
"While we were in Laus, the marquess tried to give us to his son. And if I didn't know better, he might've wanted me himself."
Raymond's left eye twitched at the mention of this. "Oh...did he now?"
"If it weren't for Lord Eliwood and his companions, I would've been trapped there."
"Wait, what was that?"
"I would've been trapped there?"
"No, before that."
"If it weren't for Lord Eliwood?"
"After that."
"And his companions?"
"Now all of it."
"If it weren't for Lord Eliwood and his companions?"
"And who would they be?"
"Lord Hector, Lady Lyndis...they've all been very kind to me and the other members of their party."
Raymond's eyes widened a tad. "You've become allies with...him?"
Priscilla blinked, confused.
"..I shall join you then."
Priscilla beamed. "Really, big brother?"
"I couldn't refuse my little sister. And besides..." Raven suddenly bit his lower lip.
Priscilla tilted her head. "Besides what, brother?"
"Nothing, forget it. Tell me, Eliwood...does he know of your heritage?"
"No one except my escourt."
"I see...probably for the best. Priscilla, we have to keep our relationship a secret, alright?"
"Alright, Raymond."
"And another thing: the name's Raven now. Raymond is a name I have...discarded."
"...I'm sure you have your reasons, Raven. Very well. Come on! I'll introduce you to the others!" With that, Priscilla took Raven's arm, and was about to run off, but Raven stood his ground.
"You go on ahead. I've got something I need to take care of." With that, Raven rushed off down the corridors.
Priscilla just sighed, before getting onto her horse, and riding off.
Kozo pulled his head back from around the corner, and tapped the pendant on his chest.
"Kozo here" the shaman reported to Cecil. "Some red head named Raven's joined the team. A mercenary no doubt."
"Thanks for the report, Kozo" Cecil nodded, looking over his hand.
"Right, I'm just going to see what he's up to. Kozo out. ...Oh, and you might want to fold. Lowen's got a Straight in his hand."
Lucius was busy pacing the cell, whistling, before suddenly hearing rapid foot steps coming down. He looked out the cell door. Raven was rushing down the steps, and towards the cell. He swung it open. "Change of plans, Lucius. For the moment, we side with Caelin."
Lucius grinned. "A change of heart, eh?"
"Not really. I always figured the closer you are to the enemy, the easier it is to strike."
"Oh. Still hell bent on getting back at House Ostia?"
"Ya damn straight!"
"Yes I am, despite the beliefs of many."
"Come again?"
"Nothing. Please, do continue."
"Right." Raven grabbed Lucius's wrist, and started to run off, before noticing the other three soldiers inside. "Hey, gruntmen, get out there and defend your country."
"For the marquess! For the castle! For Caelin!" the soldiers shouted.
"For God's sake, just go!" Raven fumed.
The soldiers rushed out of their cell, grabbing their shields and lances, and rushing up the stairs, nearly running over Kozo, who was trying to follow Raven inconspicously.
"Watch it!" Kozo shouted, completely blowing his cover.
Raven, still holding onto Lucius's wrist, looked up, and noticed the shaman. "Who are you?" he asked.
"Nothing you should concern yourself with. I'm just a..." Kozo tried to explain.
"You!" Lucius shouted. "I remember you! You're the one that..."
"Tried to kill you last year?" Kozo asked nonchalantly.
"Yeah!"
"Why am I not surprised? Look, bishop-boy, I'm traveling with several other members of the party whom I tried to kill last year, and while all of them want to get back at me, none of them have acted. Do you understand why?"
"Mind controll!"
"No not...!" Kozo sighed, defeated."Just get out of here."
"Let's go, Lucius" Raven ordered, dragging the monk along.
"Ow! My wrist! You're hurting my wrist!"
A band of knights and soldiers rushed out to attack Eliwood and Co. Sain rode forward, and thrust his lance forward, going through the slit on a knight's helmet, getting him right in the eyes. Kent rode out, and bowled through a small group of soldiers. Marcus rode along side him, and zipped ahead, to take care of the two knights at the end of Kent's charge.
Eliwood, Lyn and Hector sneaked by the fighting, and got to the general at the end. He had short, shaggy red hair, and a thick, red moustache. "I am Benard, and I will willingly challenge whoever it was that defeated Bauker." He took his red helmet from under his arm, and put it on.
Lyn placed a hand the hilt of her sword. "Alright, let's do this!"
"Allow me, my lady!" came a familiar, light voice. Lyn turned to face the direction of the voice, to see Lucius, rushing in, a ball of light magic encircling his hand.
The monk came to a stop a few feet from Benard, and thrust his arm forward. "Lightning!" he shouted, as the magic flew off from his hand into Benard's chest.
The knigth growled, and with a mighty backhand sent Lucius sailing into the wall. Lucius hit it with a yelp of pain, before falling to the ground.
"Lucius!" Lyn yelped, worried for the holy man.
The general charged towards the fallen monk. "You die first!" he shouted.
"I don't THINK so!" Hector shouted back, rushing past Benard, swinging his axe with all his strength. Both slowed to a halt, before Hector turned to see what he pulled off.
The lance, broken in twaine, fell to either side of the general. Benard growled, before glaring at Hector. He charged at the noble, ready to throw a punch, when...
--WHAM--
Dorcas, having leapt in from the battle the others were fighting, had clonked Benard over the head with his warhammer. The armor started to crack, and soon shattered around the red haired general's feet.
"Thanks, Dorcas" Eliwood nodded, before springing into action. He thrust his rapier forward, right at...the air that was once occupied by Bernard's torso.
Benard blinked. "This...without that encumberancing armor, I can dodge more attacks!" He laughed, before glaring at Eliwood. He pulled back, and threw a punch. Eliwood leapt back.
"Now, get ready to--" Benard started, before something pierced into his back. Something thin, sharp, and metal.
"'bout damn time I appeared in this chapter" Matthew muttered, before pulling his sword out. Benard choked, and toppled over.
"Matthew!" Hector grinned. "Where have you been?"
"Oh, just getting some more funds to help the campaign. You wouldn't imagine what great goodies the soldiers of Laus have lying around."
"Matthew..." Lyn was about to point out that those actually belonged to Caelin, before Matthew pulled out something else.
"There was even this sketchbook. Boy, those soldiers of Laus must find Florina a basis for art. She's in almost every picture. There's alsone of a nomad, and there's a group protrait of the ol' Lyndis Legion(tm)..."
Lyn froze up, before forming a fake smirk. "Heh..yeah, those crazy Lausians...."
After wiping some blood off his sword, Raven looked over, and noticed Lucius, on the ground. The monk started to pull himself up. "Lucius!" The mercenary rushed over to the holy man's side. "Hey, Lucius, you okay?"
"I'm fine..." Lucius nodded. "Just a back ache, but I'll recover."
Raven smiled, and nodded. "Alright. Just remember that if you need a shoulder to lean on, there's always mine."
Lucius smiled as well. "Thank you, Lord Raven. I'll be sure to keep that in mind."
All the while, the young shaman Kozo was watching, bitting his lower lip to prevent from plastering his face with a wide grin. He tapped his pendant.
Cecil reclined on the counter of Merlinus's tent, when he heard Kozo's voice. "We have defeated Laus's soldiers, and are about to begin search for Lyn's grandpappy."
"Thanks for the update, Kozo" Cecil grinned.
"Eh, I figured you at least had a right to know."
"Hey, by the way, Kozo...about that mercenary..."
"Turns out to be an friend of Lucius. Remember him?"
"Ah, yes, the efeminine monk. How's he been?"
"He and Raven are just so CUTE together!"
"Erm...what was that?"
"Nothing. Anyway, Kozo, out. Oh, and good call of pulling out of the game. I don't know what the hell Bartre has in mind, but if he's calling the shots, it can't be good."
"Can't believe we allowed him to go with his original idea to pass the time...."
"Grandfather!" Lyn shouted, rushing down the halls of the castle, throwing open doors, and searching desperately for her only living relative. "Grandfather! Where could he be?"
She threw open the door to her room. "Grandfa--" she started, before giving a glare. "Sain..."
The green knight looked up, smiling. A pair of white, laced panties was in between his fingers. "Ho there, Lady Lyndis."
"Could you kindly explain why you're in my underwear drawers, again!?"
"Well, your grandfather wasn't here five minutes ago, so I figured now was a good time to check again."
"Why you..." Lyn was about to spring into action, when Kent stepped forward.
"M'lady, I sorrowly report that I have not seen the Marquess" the red knight reported.
Lyn looked downcast, before looking up. "Thank you two for your help. I'll go meet up with Hector and Eliwood. You two get out side."
Kent bowed, and left. Sain walked off as well.
"Oh, and I'll be needing that back" Lyn said, holding her hand forward.
"Ehe..." Sain gave a chuckle, before putting the undergarments in her hand.
Their search eventually lead to the throne room, where Hectors's eyes were fixed on a patch of liquid on the cushions. He walked over to the throne, and poked his finger into some of the liquid. He frowned. "Hey, guys...on the throne...it's blood."
"Blood!?" Lyn nearly freaked. "No, that can't be!"
"Easy, Lyndis" Eliwood said, putting a comforting hand on her shoulder. "He might only be injured." He was about to continue, when something caught his attention out of the corner of his eye. "There's someone also in the room..."
Lyn pushed Eliwood aside, and drew forth the Mani Kati. "Come out of there, right now!" she demanded.
A young, rouge haired woman imerged from the shadows. She just stared at the two nobles blankly.
Hector blinked. "That you, Leila?"
The Leila in question smirked. "It's been a while, Lord Hector."
"You two know each other?" Eliwood asked.
"Sure do" Hector nodded. "Her name's Leila. She works for Ostia...doing...politcal...all right, she's a spy."
Leila glanced over back at Eliwood and Lyn. "Lord Eliwood of Pherae and Lady Lyndis of Caelin, unless I miss my guess. Lyndis, your grandfather is in his chambers reciving treatment."
Lyn gave a huge smile. "He's alive?" she asked, almost befuddled.
"His life is yet his own" Leila nodded.
Lyn wiped her brow. "Oh, Mother Earth and Father Sky, thank you so much for this mercy."
Leila turned to Eliwood. "And as for you, I have some information for you concerning your father."
"Tell me everything you know, please" Eliwood requested.
"First of all, I'm sure you'll be pleased to hear that Marquess Pherae is, in fact, alive."
"High five!" Hector cheered, raising his hand. "Anyone? ....Anyone?"
The other two were too busy listening to Leila's report.
"Positive?" Eliwood asked Leila.
"I've been posing as a member of the Black Fang for a while now" Leila explained. "That's where I got my information. And I believe them to be true."
"Black Fang..." Eliwood muttered.
"Isn't that the assassin group that Erik spoke of?" Hector asked.
"And the same group that were after Nils and Ninian a year ago" Lyn muttered to herself.
"Mind giving me the 411 on the Fang?" Hector asked. "We know little."
"They're an assassin's guild, founded ten years ago, and run by a man known as Brendan Reed. They originally stationed in Bern, but over time, they branched out to other countries. Now, they originally targeted only nobles who abused their positions, thirving off the peasents. The masses found them chivalrous, defenders of the common man. They recieved wide support."
"Then why would..." Hector started.
"About a year ago" Leila continued, "Brendan got married again, to a woman named Sonia. Black Fang's operations began to change. Now, they'll take any job, no matter how difficult, provided they get paid. And not just bad people. Anyone's a fair target."
"And would this Black Fang be responsible for what happened to my grandfather?" Lyn asked.
Leila nodded. "We've learned of a mystery man named Nergal, behind Brendan's wife."
"Eww" Hector made a face. Eliwood promptly smacked him upside the head.
"It seems the Black Fang are performing secret tasks across Lycia for this Nergal. His loyal retainer, Ephidel, is with Marquess Laus. He was the one who convinced the marquess to lead a rebellion against Ostia. The first to answer the call was....Marquess Santaruz."
"Lord Helman...how could you...." Eliwood muttered sadly.
"Next was Lord Elbert, Marquess Pherae."
"You're telling me that my father endorsed this plan?" Eliwood asked.
Leila shrugged. "Can't say, really. I do know that he's with Marquess Laus currently. In a place called...The Dragon's Gate."
"And that would be...." Lyn asked, rotating her hand in a circular motion.
"On the island of Valor, off the coast of Lycia. That is all the information I have."
"Crap, crap, crap, damnit to hell, son of a..." Hector started fuming.
"Something wrong with Valor?" Lyn asked.
"It is said that those who step on Valor never return. The common folk call it the Dread Isle" Eliwood explained. "Still, if my father's there, I'll risk going there to find him. And this Dragon's Gate as well!"
"Well, if you'll all excuse me, I'm going to steal shampoo from the bathroom--I mean, return to Valor and dig further into this mystery. Excuse me." Leila started to leave.
"Hold on there, Leila!" Hector ordered.
"Yes?" Leila asked, turning back to face the nobles.
"Nergal and Ephidel...what are they like?"
"Never had the honor of seeing Nergal. I have spoken to Ephidel on several occasions. He's...creepy. He always wears a black cloak covering his whole body. But..."
"But...?"
"His eyes glow golden. You can't miss 'em. It's almost...inhuman."
As the three pondered about this image, Leila took her leave.
As the rouge haired spy, carrying shampoo behind her back, made her way down the halls of Caelin, she ran into an old friend of her's. Or, rather, he ran into her.
"Hey, sorry lady..." Matthew apologized, gathering up his things. "Wasn't looking where I was going."
"I'll say" Leila muttered, picking up her things as well. Both stopped for a second, and looked up at each other. Both grinned.
"Leila! That you?"
"It's been a while, Matthew."
Both got to their feet. "What have you been doing to keep yourself busy?" Matthew asked with a joking smile. "More dangerous work?"
Leila gave a silent laugh. "We're spies, Matthew. Everything we do is dangerous."
Matthew shrugged. "No arguements. When do you think you'll be finished?"
"Hmm, hard to say. Our objectives are the same: To save Marquess Pherae. If all goes well, we should both be back in Ostia at the same time."
"That so? You'll have to visit my home town then."
"And why?" Leila put on a seemingly innocent smile, even though she could read Matthew like a book.
Matthew blushed, rubbing the back of his leg with his foot. "To, uh....to meet my folks."
Even though she could see it coming, Leila still blushed as well. "Matthew.."
"Well, I gotta get going. I'll see you around!" With that, Matthew took off running.
Leila smirked. "Still as slippery as ever. Didn't even wait for my answer."
Wil rushed past Leila, looking mighty pissed. "Get back here with my things, you little turd!"
"Well, that explains something..." Leila chuckled.
Dorcas and Marcus were the first two to leave the castle. And with the worst of timing, too.
"Read 'em and weep, Hannah" Bartre chortled. "Four aces!"
"You'd think being a fortune teller, I wouldn't have this bad of luck..." Hannah muttered, reaching behind her back.
Dorcas slammed his hands over his eyes. "Oh God! She's not going to actually do it, is she!?"
"Dear lord, I think she is!" Marcus wailed, slamming his hands over his eyes as well.
"Oh god, I can still see them with my eyes closed!" After screaming for a few seconds, Dorcas passed out.
Meanwhile, Lyn, Eliwood and Hector were talking. Florina walked over to them. "Lady Lyndis, what...oh, you're busy..."
Lyn smiled. "That's alright. This might concern you as well, so you have a right to listen."
Florina nodded, and stood behind Lyn, placing a hand on her shoulders to lift herself up a tad and rested her chin on Lyn's shoulder. She feels soft... Florina mused, before rubbing her chin against Lyn's shoulder. She instantly caught herself, and stopped, blushing like crazy.
Things like this had been happening for a while now. Whenever Lyn and Florina were in close proximity, Florina would always be blushing, and doing something awkward to either embarrass herself or the both of them. And if she ever looked Lyn in the eye, that would cause her to lose personal balance, and topple foward. Which also had some awkward consequences.
"As I was saying" Lyn continued, "I wish to join you."
"Are you sure about this Lyn? I mean, shouldn't you stay with your grandfather to make sure he's alright?" Eliwood asked.
"Laus has to be stopped. Otherwise, they might target my grandfather again. Besides, I want to help your father. Losing a parent...it's an unbearable pain. One I'd rather you didn't have to suffer."
Eliwood smiled. "Thank you, Lyndis. Hector and I will..."
"Ha!" Hector laughed
"...I will relay the message to the others of your party. Hector, what will you be doing?"
Hector gave a hug yawn, and streached. "I'm going to catch some shut eye. Two battles in a row. Tires a man out." With that, Hector walked off.
Eliwood sighed, and walked off as well. "I'll see you in the morning, Lyndis. You too, Florina."
Lyn smiled, and looked over her shoulder at Florina. "Now, Florina, I need you to..."
Florina ducked her head around to the other shoulder. Lyn blinked, and looked over that shoulder. "Florina, I nee--"
Florina ducked her head back to the first shoulder. Lyn followed, and Florina ducked to the other shoulder again. Lyn smirked, and sighed, feigning defeat. "Alright, Florina, we'll do it your way. I'll just talk into space and you can overhear us."
Florina let out a sigh of relief. She could avoid the awkwardness of having to look Lyn right in the eye and collapse under her own weight.
"As I was saying, I need you to get some doctors and--Ah h--aah!"
Lytn spun her head around quickly to speak to Florina directly. However, by bringing her head around quickly like that, her head bonked with Florina's, causing the pegasus knight to lose balance and fall over.
Lyn, also feeling unbalanced, fell over as well, still turning. She landed completely on Florina, her face falling just above the pegasus knight's chest.
When Lyn raised her head, she instantly realized the awkwardness of the situation. Both girls were blushing heavily, when Lyn got to her knees, a few inches away from Florina. "F...Florina..." Lyn stuttered, trying to catch her breath. "I'm...so sorry..."
Florina gave a reassuring smile, still blushing a tad, as she, too, sat up. "That's okay...I mean...everyone has their gay moment. Like Kent and Sain."
The two women looked over at Kent, who had his back turned to them, and Sain, who was standing in front of Kent. From just that view, it looked like Kent was pulling Sain into a kiss.
When in reality, Kent was strangling Sain for rigging the game so that Rebecca kept losing and, as such, had to keep stripping down. "You pull another stunt like that, and you're a dead man, do you hear me!?" Kent shouted, loud enough for Lyn and Florina to hear. "A DEAD! MAN!"
"Gack! Gack!" Sain choked, flailing his arms in the air.
"Erm...bad example..." Florina muttered, looking around. She grinned. "Ah! Like Dorcas and Bartre!"
Dorcas, still unconscious from the horible image in his mind's eye, lay before the castle. Bartre (fully clothed) stood over him. "He needs mouth to mouth!" The blue clad fighter pinched the nose of the yellow clad fighter, and breathed in a huge amount of air into Dorcas.
So much that the right arm puffed up. Then the left. Then his torso. Then his legs. And finally his head. Dorcas now looked like a big 'ol balloon. Bartre pulled back, and took two pieces of string. One he tied around Dorcas's lips, to keep the air from getting out, and the other he tied around his ankle.
Bartre then walked off with his new balloon, who seemed to regain consciousness, and shouting at Bartre in a high pitched mumble.
Lyn and Florina stared, wide eyed. "Florina..." Lyn informed. "I am going to go into the castle..go to bed...and we will forget we ever saw that. Agreed?"
"Agreed."
"It's that time again!" Yoshimo beamed.
"The time where we make fun of other people's clothing?" Bartre asked.
"Oh, you're one to talk..." Chibi-Zell said snidely.
"Nope! It's time to learn the lesson of the day. And to find out, we turn to, the Wheel of Morality." The Wheel was carted in, as Yoshimo took a hold of one it, and gave it a spin. "Wheel of Morality, turn turn turn. Tell us the lesson that we should learn."
The wheel slowed down, and came to a stop.
"Whoo! We won!" Bartre cheered.
"Come again?" Yoshimo asked, eyebrow raised.
Bartre pointed at the wheel, which had landed on "$1000".
"Wow. That was lucky" Yoshimo beamed. "I don'tevenremember putting that there.Well,that's all for today. Remember, internet goers, Google is your friend. Your perverted and somewhat twisted friend. Like Chibi-Zell."
"I wonder if I should take offense to that...just to be safe..." Chibi-Zell smacked Yoshimo over the head.