ff-kh-luvrgrl: ((whistles)) jeez, i've gotten a lot of reviews on this one! sorry it's taken so long, but i couldn't find my script of FFXII. -.-' so sorry!
umm... Murtagh!
Murtagh: ((starts and then looks around wildly)) wha? oh, ff-kh-luvrgrl doesn't own ffxii or any of the characters. deal with it.
me: I'M SO HAPPY!!!!!
Peter: eh?!
me: I'M GONNA BE GETTING FFVIII IN A FEW DAYS!!!! YESSSSS!!!!!
paine: O.o'
me: ((laughs hysterically)) ON WITH THE FIC!
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Story: Remember me?
Chapter 4: Nalbina Dungeons (Part 2)
by ff-kh-luvrgrl
dates written: March 27, 2007
March 30, 2007
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((A/N: as a response to a review i got, i would like to remind you that VAAN CLOSED THE DOOR TO THE ROOM THAT HE AND BALTHIER WERE IN. Let's just pretend that the door is soundproof, shall we?))
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NOTE: this starts when Vaan wakes up after being knocked unconsious by the seeqs
---CHAPTER 4: NALBINA DUNGEONS (PART 2)---
As Vaan came to, he realized he was being dragged into a circular pit by one of the seeq that had knocked him out. As he tries to stand up, two more seeq join the first, and the gates suddenly close. Vaan is unarmed, while each of the three seeq had a weapon.
"Something stinks in here all right. I've changed my mind. This is no dungeon, it's a sty."
Vaan's head whips around, a slight smile on his face at the sight of Balth- at the sight of his lover.
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((Balthier POV))
Vaan turns his head towards me quickly, a small hopeful smile on his face. I see that he now had a black eye, and my blood boils. It doesn't matter which seeq did it; they're all going to pay for it.
I approach the cage, close enough to see the bump of a broken blood vessel on Vaan's face. There's a foul taste in my mouth and I spit, cracking my knuckles.
"I said you're the one that stinks, Hamshanks. Hear me now?"
I jump into the pit, then straighten up.
"You all right, Vaan?" I ask him, more worried then my voice reveals. Vaan nods, and the seeq charge. Even though we are bare-handed, we easily defeat the three of them. During the fight, other prisoners had gathered around the pit.
Suddenly, I hear heavy footsteps, and the prisoners scatter in fear. I pull Vaan against the wall just as an Imperial Judge enters the room. From my angle, I can see him, but I'm still hidden from his view, as is Vaan, thankfully. I notice the Imperial talking to a somewhat familiar green bangaa...
"Great. They just don't give up, do they?" I mutter to myself. The bangaa forcefully pushes the Imperial Judge aside, and two more bangaa join him.
"Now is looking like a gootime for us to leave," I murmur to Vaan, who nods, Fran silently appearing near him on the other side of the gate. She sniffs a little ant then looks at me, raising an elegant eyebrow slightly. I shoot her a look telling her that I'll explain later.
"Through the oubliette, there's a way out. Only-"
"Only you sense the Mist," I interrupt. I carefully sneak under the opening under the gate, Vaan following me closely. "Then we'll need weapons."
"What did you call me? Say that again!" An Imperial soldier demands, and the bangaa snorts.
"What, you couldn't hear? I merely said that the lot of you are incompetent fools. If you've the sky pirate in your hands, where is he?"
"You'd have done better, Ba'Gamnan. By your own words, it was the Imperial Army who caught this sky pirate of yours," the Imperial soldier states, and I feel myself pale slightly. Ba'Gamnan?! He's been after me forever, and I don't really think that there are any other sky pirates here anyways. The Imperial soldier continues: "We've done your job for you! We don't require the assistance of filthy headhunters. the Empire will restore order here."
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((Vaan's POV))
"You'd have done better, Ba'Gamnan. By your own words, it was the Imperial Army who caught this sky pirate of yours. We've done your job for you! We don't require the assistance of filthy headhunters. The Empire will restore order here."
The green bangaa freezes for a split second, then turns back to the soldier. "Eh? What's that you say now? Maybe I'll whet my blade on you... before I kill Balthier!"
My eyes grow wide, and I glance at Balthier. Is it just me, or is he a little pale? Must just be me - It's hard to scare Balthier, and even harder to make him show any signs of being even slightly scared.
"That's enough, Ba'Gamnan," an important-looking Imperial soldier states, walking into the room slowly and gracefully.
"A Judge," Fran tells me.
"A Judge?" I question, not quite sure what a Judge is.
"Hmph. The Self-proclaimed guardians of Law and Order in Archadia," Balthier quietly, "They're the elite guards of House Solidor, which effectively makes them the commanders of the Imperial Army."
I turn back and watch the judge continue farther into the room, two men following him. As I watch them, Balthier continues.
"If you ask me, they're more executioners than judges. Not a friendly lot, at any rate. What are they doing here?"
"The emperor is willing to overlook race for his more talented servants. However, those that do not show respect will receive none in kind," the Judge says to Ba'Gamnan. What the heck is this guy talking about?
"Your Honor..." Ba'Gamnan begins pleasingly, but the Judge interrupts.
"You travel freely through our lands because the emperor wills it. Am I correct?"
Ba'Gamnan turns away from the Judge. "Bah!" He walks away, as if admitting defeat. He must not be that determined to catch Balthier, I guess. (Thank God)
The Judge turns to one of the Imperial soldiers. "Where is the Captain?"
"We have him in solitary, your honor," the soldier replies respectfully. "We're ready to begin our interrogation."
The Judge then turns to Ba'Gamnan; "This does not concern you, bounty hunter."
Ba'Gamnan seems to ignore him, saying to his men "He's in here somewhere! Find him!"
One of the two instructs the other: "Bwagi, that way!"
The other replies, "I was going this way!"
"Ah, What's that?"
Balthier turns to me. "Time for the hare to follow the fox."
"Huh?"
"The magicks binding the door to the oubliette are quite strong," Fran informs us quietly. "Too strong for even my talents." That doesn't sound good...
"That's why we'll get them to open it for us," Balthier replies.
How is going deeper into this place--"
"What's wrong?" Balthier interrupts me, raising an eyebrow. "Don't you trust her? Viera's noses are harp. If she says there's a way out, there's a way out."
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((Nobody's POV))
"Look," Fran says, indicating a room on the side of the hallway.
"Ah! The prison repository of wrested relics and rainments," Balthier says, grinnig slightly. There is little chance that Vaan could understand much of that...
Vaan looks at him blankly. "So... our things are in here?" I bet he said it like that just to confuse me...
"That's what I said." Balthier replies somewhat smugly.
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me: well, that's all for chapter 4! don't worry - chapter 5 will be out as soon as possible! (I'll start working on it immediately!)
Murtagh: um, the time is--
me: shaddup!
Balthier: who is he?!
Peter: please review!
me: actually, i have a bunch of reviews already! also, this is my most-read fic! I have well over 3400 hits at the moment! (i think...)
Paine: so, that means you don't want any more reviews?
me: no, it just means i'm not gonna set a certain amount that I need to update. I'll just update as soon as I can get the finished chapter up!
Murtaghy: well, at least she's not calling me Murtaghy anymore... ((looks at name)) aw, damn...
me: ((snickers)) anyways, I still love reviews! (they're addictive!) well, until next time!
((runs off)) Ah!
((runs back)) I almost forgot! Balthier plushies for everyone who reviews! (and a keyblade in your stomach if you flame, courtesy of Riku!)
Riku: ((wasn't paying attention)) wha?