Disclaimer: I don't own FE and whatever
Serra, Erk, Priscilla. Chaos and a cat fight, Priscilla and Erk's supports gone wrong, especially if you add Serra into the mix...
On a side note, fate really loves drugs, at least in my fic.
To Dairokkan: Hmm...thanks for the thing on Erk, but I'm thinking of putting something weirder later on for another character...
To Black Lord 500: Thank you very much, really, but I'm new at this writing business myself.
THE TACTICIANS' WISH
Eliwood's and Hector's tales chapter 5: Talons Alight
"Milord! A group of people have surrounded the castle!" Marcus warned Eliwood.
"At this time of night?" Eliwood asked.
"Their movements are quick and coordinated, as well," the paladin commented.
"...I heard of a mercenary group...the leader is known for his lightning swift strikes...and the group leader is Eubans," Lucifer muttered, and got his sword ready. "Let's go."
"I don't believe this; so late in the night!" Guy complained. He wanted to sleep; the day really tired him out.
"Yeah...but...orders are orders," Matt said, making Guy sigh.
At the castle gates:
"You should be careful; I heard that some of Ostia's soldiers are in our enemy group," a green and white haired wyvern rider warned his comrade, a nomad.
"So? What's there to worry about?" his comrade laughed.
"Well...it's Ostia. Anyways, I've opened the back entrance in case you need to retreat," the wyvern rider said, and flew away.
"Heath...so kind to people you don't even know. You weren't cut out to be a mercenary..." the nomad said.
Back with our group:
"Obviously their forces are limited, but we also need to be on guard for reinforcements," Mark said. "Their main attack force seems to be coming from the south. I think that's where their leader is. However, I think all we need to do now is hold out until they leave. However...we need someone to protect our goods here, in the throne room."
"I've been assigned by Lord Eliwood to do that, Mark," Marcus piped up.
"Great. Then, I suppose some will be trying to break into the throne room from the north east and northwest. Bartre and Dorcas, I want you to take care of the ones coming from the northwest. Erk and Marcus, I want to let the ones from the north east come in from those double doors, and you ambush them when they come in. Serra and Priscilla, stay in the throne room so you'll be able to heal Bartre, Dorcas, Erk, and Marcus when needed. Merlinus and Hannah, stay in the tent and don't come out until we tell you to," Mark instructed. "Matthew, Guy, Rebecca, I want you to cover the west side. Lord Hector, Lord Eliwood, Oswin, Eiji, Hilda, and I will cover the south. Kyo, Fiaa, and Lucifer, you'll cover the east side. I think that's all, so let's do this!"
True to Mark's predictions, the bandits started rushing in full force. Dorcas's and Bartre's opposition were a just a few brigands. However, although they're just brigands, they are actually quite powerful. Dorcas threw his hand axe hard at a brigand, and hit his target in his chest. Bartre swung his steel axe around in a whirlwind and spun in to the group of enemy axemen, cutting them down. However, the enemy surrounded him soon, knowing that he will be dizzy when he finishes his attack. Dorcas then rushed in and hacked with his iron axes in a fury, worried that his comrade will be killed. However, Bartre didn't stop spinning. Instead, he increased the speed of his spin, and cut deeper into the crowd of brigands. Dorcas just sighed. 'He better not throw up anywhere near me when this is over...' the fighter thought.
"Hmmm..." Matthew thought, seeing two treasure chests in the west side of the battlefield. "Be right back, you two..."
"Wha...Matthew! WAIT!" Guy pleaded, not wanting to be left alone with Rebecca. Not many enemies came down to their location, but even then, their numbers weren't small. A few archers and brigands nearly killed the group, and Rebecca would have died numerous times had Guy not jumped in front of her to parry the blows she would have taken. 'My arm...' Guy put his Killing Edge in its sheathe and held onto his bleeding left arm. 'Damn...I should have brought a vulnerary...' he thought. 'Blasted axeman...'
"Guy! Your arm! Are you all right? Here, drink this," Rebecca took a vulnerary out of her satchel and forced the myrmidon to gulp down its contents. The wound on his arm healed, but the blood on his clothes was still visible. Rebecca felt it to see if the wound is still there, as it's not possible to see with all the blood. She sighed with relief to find that there was no trace of a cut there.
"...Thank you, but don't you need that?" Guy asked with concern on his face.
"No, I'll be fine. Besides I haven't been hurt yet have I?" Rebecca smiled.
"No, not yet. You should save it for yourself, in case you do get hurt," Guy advised.
"I'll be fine, Guy; you've been there to protect me all this time! You won't let me down now, right?"
"...No. I'll protect you from our enemies..."silence followed for some time.
"...This is awkward..." Rebecca pointed out. Guy still stayed silent, but she could see a slight reddening on his cheeks.
Meanwhile, Matthew finally managed to sneak inside the small room he saw the treasure chests were in. "Bingo," he said to himself. He opened the chest closest to him to find a Silver Axe. 'I'll give this to Lord Hector later...I can't carry this. I don't think Guy could, either,' he thought. He then opened the other chest. 'A Mend staff! This could be useful. I'll give it to the healers later.' He stepped out of the room to rejoin his group.
In the south, the group is having no problems at all. Hector can easily destroy any enemies that come towards the group with a mighty swing of his axe. Eliwood aims his rapier with precision towards the vital points of his opponents' bodies, and killed them in one blow each. Eiji easily impaled anyone stupid enough to enter the striking range of his lance, and Mark Fluxed any enemy that came into his range as well. The enemies were mostly brigands and mercenaries, but there were a few myrmidons here and there. But the strongest is yet to come.
"GAH!" Eiji was struck hard by a javelin in the gut, making him fly backwards. "Damn! Who..." A knight walked out of the enemy ranks and prepared to throw another javelin at him. Eiji saw this coming, and took his lance up to repel the blow. The knight was powerful; Eiji could tell when he tried to parry a blow from his opponent's lance. He was sent sprawling backwards, but regained his ground quickly. He thrust his Steel Lance at his opponent hard, who blocked it with his shield. However, it was stuck in the shield, and Eiji pulled back with all his might, making his opponent fall forwards. Eiji took this chance to draw out another lance from his back, and thrust it into his opponent's skull.
When the enemy knight fell, Eiji noticed something on his opponent's elbow. "A Knight Crest...Let's see if I can use it. KNIGHT CREST!" A bolt of lightning struck Eiji, and he disappeared. He reappeared again in another bolt of lightning, this time with much larger and a more menacing looking armor. His Blue armor became a navy blue color, and its sides were lined with gold. His shoulder plates had spikes coming out of them, to instill fear into the heart of his enemies. His helmet has horns on its sides; much like a devil's head. His weapons, noticeably, are also chained to his waist. "Excellent..." he said, and rejoined the fray in his new form.
"Enemy mages! Watch out!" Mark warned the lords as fireballs rained down on them. Thinking quickly, he summoned a flux ball in front of the fireballs to block the attack, and exploded it to blind his enemies. "Come back here, milord! I'll take care of this!" Hector and Eliwood complied. Hilda followed Mark to the caster of the fireballs.
"A barrage of fireballs...my flux spell couldn't hold it until it was fully charged. They really have powerful people in their ranks..." Mark commented.
"That's true...and I think that's him," Hilda pointed to a man wearing a long red cloak, and its sides were lined with silver. His robes were obviously those of a skilled magic-user's. He started chanting, and launched another volley of fireballs.
"OH CRAP! Hide behind me, Hilda! FLUX!" Mark yelled, charging the spell to its maximum strength, and launching it at the last second to block the fireballs.
"You won't stand a chance against me, shaman, if all you do is defend," the sage said. "Now die! THUNDER!" He sent a giant lightning bolt down on Mark this time. Mark wasn't quick enough to avoid it, and was electrocuted.
"Hilda...run..." Mark croaked, his robes charred from the blow.
"NO! Mend!" Hilda waved her staff over Mark, and recovered him.
"Your natural resistance to anima magic has saved you, shaman. But I can't say the same for you friend," the sage said, and charged up his thunder spell to its maximum strength, and released it at Hilda.
"MOVE IT, HILDA!" Mark got up and pushed Hilda out of the lightning bolt, which barely hit the 2.
"Lucky break..." the sage said.
"And here's another one!" Hector yelled, throwing his hand axe at the sage. The sage blasted it out of the air with a fireball, and looked at Hector pityingly, as he charged up a thunder spell. Hector just smirked. "Oh, you might want to focus your attention on something else..."
"NOSFERATU!" Mark released a fully charged Nosferatu spell at the sage. It engulfed him completely, and screams of pain and agony can be heard from inside the cloud. After the cloud left, they could see the sage kneeling down in pain.
"Bastards..." he said, and struggled to get back up again, but only to receive a Wolf Beil in the face.
"They're sure taking their sweet time..." Erk commented, waiting to ambush the attackers. "Well, I can't complain about not actually having to fight..." He then sees Priscilla riding by to check up on them. "Lady Priscilla? Why are you here? Shouldn't you stay in the throne room?"
"Oh...I just came here to check up on you, that's all..." the troubadour replied.
"Lady Priscilla, are you all right?" Erk asked.
"Ah, Erk, I am fine, thank you for asking..."Priscilla replied, but Erk asked more questions.
"Not at all. This is my duty...You're...you're not tired?" Erk asked her.
"No...I'm quite fine, really," Priscilla replied.
"Your feet, are they not weary? Your shoulders, are they not tense?" Erk continued to ask her.
"Um...they're fine, really..." Priscilla is starting to get wierded out now.
"And your belly, is it full? And your throat...dry? Are you sleepy? Or bored?" Erk pressed on.
"Um...Erk?"
"Oh...er...yes, sorry. Hard to break old habits..."
"Eh?"
"My last lord was a very willful child, you see. She would call me over the slightest things..." Erk explained. He didn't notice it, but Priscilla's eyebrow twitched at hearing that his last employer is she. "That is past now, of course."
"I see...should I be asking you to do more, then?" Priscilla asked him, curious to see what the mage's reaction would be.
"Oh, no, no, this is just fine!" Erk replied, smiling. He then heard a small bang on the door. He readied his tomes. "Lady Priscilla, please go back to the throne room and call Marcus here. They're coming..." He started charging a thunder spell.
"Oh... of course. Be careful Erk," and with that, the troubadour went to get the paladin to help Erk.
The door burst open with mercenaries and brigands. These unlucky few were electrocuted by a fully charged thunder spell. A few more mercenaries rushed in along with more brigands. Marcus cut them down with his iron sword easily, while defending himself and blocking the path to Erk with his shield. Erk continued blasting the enemies with his 2 tomes like a madman. He was getting tired; however, as fully charged spells can take a lot of stamina to cast. Marcus noticed that Erk was starting to droop. "Wake up, Erk! You must keep your guard up!" Marcus ordered the mage, as he struck down another brigand. Soon, only the archers were left. "DAMN!" Marcus yelled; he couldn't get close enough without getting bombarded with arrows.
"My turn!" Erk yelled. "Marcus, cover me!" The paladin blocked arrows that went into Erk's path as he charged up his thunder spell to its overdrive, hoping that he'll be able to take out all the enemy archers in one blow. "THUNDERSTORM!" he yelled, and many lightning bolts rained down on the archers, destroying everything in their paths. Marcus was awestruck at the might of the spell. "Phew...guess that's all of them..." Erk panted, but now out of energy, he fainted.
"Erk!" Marcus went to the fainted Erk. "Oh...the fatigue has taken a toll on him. I better bring him to the healers..." However, a lone archer had managed to survive the blast, and shot an arrow at Erk's unconscious body. It struck him in his right chest. Erk just jerked, but was still unconscious. "Damn it!" Marcus yelled, and threw a Javelin at the archer. It got the archer in his skull, and the archer died. "He really needs a healer now," the paladin said, and pulled the arrow out of the mage. He put the limp body of Erk on his horse, and dashed towards the throne room.
Meanwhile, in the eastern area, Kyo, Fiaa, and Lucifer are having no trouble at all fighting off their enemies. "You two stay here for now. I'll head for the leader," Lucifer pointed towards the nomad that was barking orders to his men. Kyo nodded, and Lucifer dashed towards the nomad, cutting down anyone stupid enough to stand in his path. Kyo and Fiaa cleared the way for the mercenary.
"You are the leader of this assassin attack, yes?" Lucifer asked the nomad.
"How observant of you. I am Sealen. And you are?" the nomad replied.
"Just a humble servant of Castle Ostia. Now, if you'll allow me, it's time for me to kill you," Lucifer said nonchalantly.
"Just try," Sealen invited. He grinned smugly. 'A humble servant. What does he hope to accomplish?' he continued smiling.
"Let's do this," Lucifer grinned, and drew the Etherion from its sheathe. The nomad then shot an arrow at Lucifer, who easily blocked it with his sword. "You can do better than that, I hope."
"That was merely a test. Now you die," the nomad said, and he stuck a quarter of his quiver into his bow. "SHREDDING WIND!" he yelled, and aimed his bow at Lucifer. Then he fired, sending a hailstorm of arrows directly at Lucifer.
Lucifer just smiled. He put his sword on his shoulder. Then the sword was covered with a black cloud, and it trembled and shook like crazy, and it lifted itself up. Lucifer went along with the Etherion's motion, as it lifted him high above the storm of arrows, and down again on the nomad as he sliced his opponent in half. "...Weak..." Lucifer mumbled.
"I believe that's all of them..." Eliwood noted.
"Damn that Darin," Hector cursed. "We need to chase him down. We have to take the offensive now. Tomorrow, we leave and search for that bastard."
"I agree. We can leave Laus now; it's not a threat to us anymore."
On an island far away:
"Need...food..." Kuro croaked. He crawled along the edge of a beach. Then he passed out from fatigue and starvation. He had managed to escape his captors, but it would be a shame to die now because of hunger. A girl's figure walked out of the fog that covered the island.
"...He's powerful. He was able to slay some of the strongest warriors there," Limstella noted. She waved for her morphs. "Return him to the cage, and give him some food," she ordered her morphs. They complied. For some reason she felt a pang in her heart to see the dragon boy like this. '...what is this...I'm not supposed to have feelings...no. Is this...guilt? Pity?' Limstella thought to herself, and walked back into the fog.
Back at Laus:
"Oh dear Elimine, ERK!" Priscilla gasped in horror at Erk's giant arrow wound. Serra walked up and spotted it as well.
"Oh my god, ERKY!"
"I'll heal him now!" both healers said simultaneously and took out their mend staves. They glared at each other, but then smiled again.
"No, I'll heal him, if it's alright with you. It's my responsibility," Priscilla started.
"I was here before you in this army, so I think I should do it first."
"But he needs help now. If you don't argue, we could save his life now."
"Same goes to you. Just let me do it."
"Um...girls...sorry to interrupt, but he's losing a lot of blood..." Marcus interrupted, sweatdropping.
"YOU STAY OUT OF THIS!" both girls yelled.
"...okay...okay..." Marcus backed away.
The girls resumed giving each other ice cold glares. Erk finally woke up, to see a giant wound on his chest. "OH MY GOD WHAT IS THIS!" He freaked out at the sight of all the blood. His yell got the girls' attention.
"I'm sorry Erk, but this...cleric/troubadour...here won't let me heal you!" Serra and Priscilla said at the same time.
"...losing...blood...and...consciousness...fast..." Erk started mumbling.
"ERK! MEND!" both healers yelled waving their staves over Erk, and covered Erk's wound, and recovering him from his fatigue.
"Yay! Erky's back! Don't you need to thank me now?" Serra asked the mage, still blood-soaked.
"You? Excuse me, I saved him..." Priscilla interrupted.
"No you didn't! I did it! I did it, didn't I, Erky?" Serra looked at the mage, who didn't do anything.
"See? He's not doing anything because he knows I did it!"
"Oh yeah? WHORE!" Serra slapped Priscilla's face out of anger.
Priscilla's eyes were wide. A tear slid down each cheek, but she wouldn't give up now. She wouldn't let the crazy...b1tch...in front of her take Erk away from her. She took her hand, and slapped Serra back. "SLUT!"
Serra got angry, and pulled the other girl's hair. "SANCTIMONIOUS BIMBO!"
"YOU'RE ONE TO TALK!" Priscilla tackled Serra and straddled the healer, and started scratching the cleric's face.
"B1TCH!" both screamed at the other at the same time. They rolled over onto the throne, and started to rip each others' clothes off.
Matthew, Guy, and Rebecca just entered the room. "WHOA!" Matthew gasped. He saw Erk on the ground, mouth gaping, just staring at the girls. He walked up to the mage. "...girl troubles?"
"...You have no idea..." Erk replied.
"...Shouldn't we stop this?" Matthew asked.
"...Do we have to?"
"...All this over you? Wow, you're real popular..."
"...Too much for my own good...all this because of a simple fatal wound," Erk said, pointing to the place where the wound was.
"DEAR ELIMINE!" Matthew was shocked at all the blood. Then he resumed looking at the healers, who have their clothes ripped down to just their underclothing and a few tattered shreds of their robes. Rebecca hid her face in Guy's chest, and he hugged her. He could feel her trembling in fear of the healers' savageness.
"SKANK!"
"TRAMP!"
"INCESTUOUS WENCH!" Serra yelled, and Priscilla was stunned, shocked. Serra grinned. "SUCCUBUS!" She then pulled Priscilla's bra off in Priscilla's stunned state. That did it. The troubadour's eyes burned up in flames of hate and rage as she started pummeling and scratching Serra to oblivion.
"Okay, this is getting scary," Erk finally stood up, took off his bloodied robes, and wiped the blood off his skin with his cloak. "ENOUGH!" he pulled the 2 healers apart in a surprising show of strength.
"...And I thought he was scary before..." Matthew commented to Guy.
"I appreciate that both of you care about me and saved my life, but you don't have to kill each other after that, all right? (sighs)...Thank you," Erk said, and walked away to change.
The healers looked at each other. "He said it to me," Serra said and stuck her tongue out. Priscilla said nothing, covering her breasts with her hands.
That night at camp:
Serra and Priscilla received a stern warning a long speech from Marcus about not attacking your teammates. They were dismissed after that, and each looked at the other with utter contempt.
'Today was crazy; stupid tramp had to flip out on me. I think I'll go take a bath...' Priscilla thought, and went towards the bathouse of Laus Castle.
'Dear Elimine, I reek of blood. I need to wash...' Erk thought.
'Stupid whore. Those were my best robes. And my hair is now...ugh! I'm going to need to fix this...' Serra thought.
Mark is still feeling the static after effects of the sage's thunder spell. He then hugged a wall for a few minutes to shake off the effect. 'Elimine, I'm tired...I need a bath...'
"This fight was really tiring...and I think we both reek of sweat," Rebecca told Hilda.
"I know...the bathhouse is open now, right?" Hilda asked the archer.
"Oh yeah! Let's go now!"
"The stench of your sweat is killing me, friend," Matthew complained.
"You're one to talk," Guy replied. "What were you looting, turd?"
"Well..."Matthew took out 5 Guilding Rings out of his pocket, an Orion's Bolt, and a Hero Crest. "Dead body looting has never been so fruitful. Here, have the Orion's Bolt and the Hero Crest. You can give the bolt to Rebecca when she finally likes you." His comment made Guy blush.
"We should really wash this stench off...especially you; you smell like a corpse!" Guy tried to return to the original subject.
"Hello...I was LOOTING!"
"Right. The bathhouse is open tonight...let's go."
Laus Bath house:
A sign said outside: "Co-ed night tonight" However, no one from the army noticed it since they were too tired to do so. Erk, Matthew, Guy, and Mark went together. Rebecca and Hilda went in as well, and later Serra entered, and finally, Priscilla.
"OH MY GOD! IT'S CO-ED TODAY?" Guy freaked out when he saw the notice in the men's changing room.
"Well, be glad it's really late at night, so there's nobody else here. I just hope that none of the girls thought that they needed to take a bath too..." Mark commented.
"Don't jinx it, man," Guy said.
They walked out into the hot water pool, and sat down, relieved to see that no one else was there. They went to a corner near the girls' bathroom. "...AAAAHHHHHH!" the four boys relaxed, and let the heat of the water sink into their skin.
Soon after, Hilda and Rebecca opened the door to the pool, but slammed it shut again. "OH MY GOD! IT'S CO-ED TODAY?" Rebecca freaked out when she saw the notice in the room, and after seeing Guy in the pool.
"Huh...Erk, Matthew, and Mark are also here. I guess they didn't know either..." Hilda commented.
"Oh, hi guys," Serra entered the room.
"...You might not want to go out there..." Rebecca said.
"Why not?"
"It's co-ed night. And Guy, Matthew, Mark, and Erk are out there."
"ERK'S OUT THERE! I'M GOING OUT!" Serra started to change quickly, and rushed out to meet Erk in the pool. Rebecca and Hilda sweatdropped, then started changing. Then Priscilla went inside.
"...Oh! Hello..." the shy troubadour greeted the others.
"Priscilla!" Rebecca greeted her.
Priscilla started changing.
"You sure you want to go out? It's co-ed tonight..." Hilda warned. "Guy, Matthew, Mark, Erk, and Serra are out there already."
"Erk and Serra? EEK!" Priscilla yelped. 'That whore...' she changed, and started to leave.
"...Weren't we the first ones here?" Rebecca asked her friend.
"...Whatever," Hilda replied, and they both walked out the door.
"ERKY!" Serra slid into the pool, sliding her left leg along Erk's right arm, making him turn red, and hugged him.
"Err...hi..." Matthew slid away, and told Guy and Mark to move away, knowing full well the chaos that would ensue when those 2 are together. Priscilla then went in. Matthew saw her come in, as well. 'Aww...crap...there goes relaxation...hello, entertainment...' Matthew thought.
Priscilla looked stunning in her red bath towel; a color almost the same shade as her hair. She hugged herself with her hands, and walked towards the pool. The towel only went as low as to cover a small part of the top of her legs. She walked gracefully towards the pool with her long and slender legs, but she was nervous. She wasn't used to the idea of co-ed bathing. She saw Serra hugging Erk, leaning onto him. Priscilla almost burst into tears, if not for a slight movement Erk made. He tried to inch AWAY from Serra, but she held onto him tightly. Priscilla felt hope, and walked towards the mage.
Serra frowned to see Priscilla walking up to them. Priscilla sat on the ledge of the pool beside Erk, resting her right thigh on his left shoulder. Erk could feel blood running down his nose. 'Oh crap,' he thought.
"Can I join you, Erk?" Priscilla asked the mage sweetly.
"NO!" Serra shouted at her.
"I asked Erk, not you. Erk?" Priscilla asked again.
"...Um...sure..." Erk just said meekly. 'Those bastards...how could they abandon me?' he thought, looking at his friends, who were waving at him on the other side of the pool.
"Man...We should have brought a snack to watch this..." Guy commented.
"I agree...HOLY CRAP!" Mark yelped as he saw Hilda and Rebecca exit the girls' change room, dressed in only towels.
"OHMYGODITSREBECCA!" Guy said really quickly, and hid his head in the very hot water. "OHMYGODMYFACEISBURNING!" he screamed as he pulled his head back out.
"...kids..." Matthew sweatdropped.
"All right, guys, I'm going to go sit with Hilda," Mark said, and went to meet his girlfriend. He led her to a different corner of the pool, and sat with her. They started talking, leaving Rebecca alone.
"Um...where do I sit?" Rebecca asked her friend.
"Oh...go with Matthew and Guy, because things might get a bit harsh around here and with the healers..." Hilda told the archer.
"Um...all right," Rebecca nodded, but she was really uncomfortable with having to sit with Guy. 'Take a deep breath...don't let him know yet. Come on, Rebecca, you can do this,' she thought to herself.
Rebecca walked up to and sat down beside Guy. None of them said anything for a while, too afraid to look at the other. Matthew shook his head, and broke the silence. "I need to go to the bathroom..." was his excuse, and he walked out. Guy wanted to pull him back down; he didn't want to be alone with Rebecca; those moments are usually awkward.
"So...you're tired too?" Guy asked the archer, still not looking at her.
"No...Hilda said we reeked of sweat..." Rebecca replied, also not looking at Guy.
"...This is awkward..."
"Yeah..."
"Um...I like to sleep outside under the night sky so I can feel the wind on my face and look at the stars to admire them before I sleep..." Guy just said suddenly. 'YOU DUMBASS! WHY DID YOU SAY THAT?' he cursed himself.
"...Sometimes I do, too, when I'm bored; the village I live in doesn't have much to look at," Rebecca replied.
"...Really?" Guy asked her. 'This is finally getting somewhere...' he thought. Rebecca nodded in response. "Sometimes...if you want to...would you do that with me?"
"Sure!" Rebecca looked at Guy with a smile. 'This is finally getting somewhere!' Rebecca thought happily. "Just tell me when." Guy nodded and smiled.
Serra and Priscilla were squishing Erk with their bodies. Erk is suffering really badly right now; he has a major boner, and he can't use it. Fortunately, the girls were too busy glaring daggers at each other, they didn't notice it. Erk, unable to take this torture anymore, said. "...It's getting late, and my fingers are getting all wrinkly. Why don't we call this a day?" Erk asked the 2 healers, and got up to enter the men's change room.
"...This is your fault he left," Priscilla said to Serra, got up, and went to the change room.
"IS NOT!" Serra followed suit.
Mark and Hilda already left during this exchange.
"I think we should get out too," Guy said. He started to stand up.
"...Hold on!" Rebecca grabbed onto his towel in the quickness of her reaction. As Guy stood up, the towel went down. "...OHMYGODIMSORRY!"
"Crap..." Guy sat back down again, and put his towel on again.
"Um...I didn't see anything..." Rebecca held her chest with both hands, panting.
"Um...it's alright...I'll stay if you want," Guy said, truly embarrassed at what happened.
"...Thanks, Guy..."
Back at camp:
Everyone was asleep except for Erk, who was on guard duty again, Priscilla, who was reading a book again, and Serra. However, Serra soon fell asleep on the ground.
Erk took this chance to talk to the troubadour. "Lady Priscilla, might I have a word?"
Priscilla looked up from her book. "What is it, Erk?"
"It has been long since you left Etruria...Is your family not worried about you?"
"Yes, I suppose they are...but now that Lord Eliwood, Lord Hector, and you are looking out for me...I think I shall stay with this group a while longer..."
"Understood. If that is what you wish, then I have no complaints."
"Thank you Erk...by the way..."
"Yes?"
"About your former employer...Was it...a woman?"
"Eh? Ah, yes, she was. She certainly thought of herself as one," Erk said and chuckled.
"She was young?" Priscilla asked him.
"To look at her, she was no younger than you or I, Lady Priscilla. But I'm afraid she was nowhere near as mature...but why do you ask?" Erk asked her curiously. "It's not something I like to think of much..."
"No...No particular reason..." Priscilla blushed, trying to cover up. Thankfully, the color of the campfire on her face covered her blush. "It was just something on my mind...Perhaps...um...were you and your employer...close?"
"Hardly! If that was a jest, I fail to see the humor! It makes me shiver just to think about it..." Erk did shiver.
"Really?"
"Of course."
"I see...That's fine then; I had no particular reason for asking, mind you. But...what was her name?"
"She's the person sleeping on the ground in front of you right now," Erk pointed at Serra. Priscilla was relieved; Erk didn't like Serra at all. That was good news.
End Eliwood's and Hector's tales chapter 5
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