Back with another chapter! This one was inspired by the picture of Vaan walking through Rabanastre with the yellow star charm in his hand.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Final Fantasy XII. It belongs to Square Enix. Believe me. If it were mine, I wouldn't have to be writing fanfiction.
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Vaan walked through the city, observing the many races that roamed Rabanastre. He breathed deeply, gladly accepting the familiar scents of his home. It had been too long since he had been here. Not much had changed—shops still lined the streets, people crowded around sales and newly opening restaurants, talking with one another, and rushing about to keep appointments.
He shifted his bag, pulling it a little further onto his shoulder. It contained items from his journey around Ivalice, each containing a memory. He was careful to watch it, knowing the ways of the streets after living by them for so long.
A small booth filled with various tidbits caught his attention. It wasn't that impressive of a display—the booth was falling apart in places, the wood splintering, and the items were placed oddly, as though they had been set out in a hurry.
A star-shaped yellow medallion demanded his eye to focus. It was small, perhaps no bigger than his fist, and shaped like a star. It looked to have a small hole where one could attach a piece of leather string to hold it.
"A good-luck charm," the weasely man behind the counter said. "That's our last one. We had seven others, but they sold quickly today."
Vaan turned the charm over in his hand. "How much?"
"Bargain price!" the man said. "237 Gil."
Vaan's smile widened. He had truthfully thought the man would charge more for something with this appearance. He surveyed the charm closely. It was something that Penelo would appreciate, he thought to himself. Something that would welcome her home, and that she could take with her when they left Rabanastre again.
"I'll take it," he said, handing the man 300 Gil. Before the man had a chance to give back change, Vaan had left the booth and headed in the direction of Migelo's shop, where he knew Penelo would be waiting.
He adjusted his pack once more, and brought the charm closer to his eye. It caught the sunlight well, reflecting the city around him well. He stared at the tall buildings around him and smiled. It was good to be home.
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