Sorry for not updating sooner! I've been busy, for real this time. X(
Jaffar: Not that you were missed...
Hey! I got reviews!...glares Anyway, this is more of a side chapter, not really adding anything important to the main plot, but a new character and progressing time before they face Lamestella. There's also more humor in this chapter, and I tried to add a short battle scene since people think I should add more violence to the battles instead of whizzing by them. And thanks to all my reviewers and especially Seto4ever90 for reminding me of this story and inspiring me to continue. ;)
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Ch8
Jaffar stepped into an almost translucent wall of smoke and into a very large and dark Pub. Linus stepped in after him and took a deep breath, "Ah, don't you just love a good bar atmosphere?" Jaffar only coughed in response, no wonder Linus seemed to have nothing but dead brain cells. "C'mon, it's just like old times." Linus grinned widely as he grabbed Jaffar's arm and dragged him to the bar. Lloyd was already there drinking a large jug of weak Ostian Beer. It was too early for him go get drunk in his opinion and Lyn, who was with the other two lords, suggested that he relax for a while, so he settled with getting pleasantly buzzed.
The new arrivals sat beside the White Wolf and Linus ordered them some beer. Once they got their drinks he spun around in his stool while Jaffar just re-adjusted himself, "Now, let's see, who looks like a good candidate?" All three scanned the scene. There was nothing truly eye catching at the moment, then, Lloyd pointed out a young bartender.
"How about her? She's pretty enough." Jaffar glanced at her. He was right, she wasn't bad to look at and she didn't look too lose. "Go talk to her, Jaffar."
Jaffar swallowed, "Why don't we look for some other candidates first so we can have a back up." Inside, he wasn't too eager to get started on girl hunting. It made him feel like a leach.
"Oh, you are the shining star that lights this town and my lonely heart!" Speaking of leaches... Sain was back to his girl loving antics again. Jaffar looked on mildly interested as the long, black-haired woman gave him a death glare, "To the arena!" She dragged him off, goofy grin still planted on his face.
Jaffar re-focused when Linus poked him in the side, "How 'bout her?" Jaffar gave a sweat-drop.
"I doubt Vaida is looking for her soul-mate right now..." Linus shrugged and later pointed out a man, a bearded lady and two other women whom seemed interested only in each other. Jaffar sighed, stood up, and walked up to the bartender before Linus could spot any more duds, "Um...excuse me..."
She looked up at him with her chocolate eyes, "Can I help you, sir?"
Jaffar swallowed again and began, "...Well, you see, I was wondering..." Jaffar stopped dead in his sentence. He hadn't thought about what he was going to say to her! "Uh, when your lunch break starts..."
She placed an arm on her hip, "Sorry, I'm taken."
Jaffar felt his face turn red, "Oh, never mind then." He turned around, and briskly walked back to his seat. He felt like an idiot. 'God this is embarrassing! Note to self, remember to observe possible women a little longer before doing that again...'
Linus laughed and patted him on the back, "Oh, don't worry, it was only your first try, and that wasn't too bad for being your first interaction with another human. It's rare for someone to catch a fine one on his first go anyway. Hey, try her." The woman he pointed to was turned around and talking to another man at the moment.
Jaffar gave an annoyed side-glance at Linus, "Doesn't the fact that she's talking to another man seem to say that she's taken?"
Linus shook his head, "She's been talking to a bunch of different men. I think she's searching as well. That means she would definitely say yes."
Jaffar shook his head, "I don't know..." The woman turned around. 'Holy Shine!' Jaffar recognized her as the prostitute that had felt him up before. He wirled around in his stool and tried to hide as best he could, but she'd already seen him and was making her way towards the trio.
"Why hello, haven't we met befo'?" Jaffar's eye twitched at that familiar squeaky voice. 'Can't stab innocents, can't stab innocents...'
Jaffar looked over at her. She wore yet another revealing dress that had see-through material around her stomach area, yet more cleavage, and a large feathery hat to complement her...dress. "Uh, I think you have me confused," Jaffar turned around to ignore her some more until he felt that friendly hand again.
"No, I'm sure we met before. I never forget a face," she leaned in, "or a body." Jaffar stood out of his stool.
"I have to go now." He tried to escape but a tug on his cape told him other wise.
"Where ya goin'?" She gave him an almost innocent smile.
"Somewhere were ladies don't care to go." Jaffar quipped.
"Ya mean the outhouse or the arena? I don't mind going to either."
Jaffar shot a glance at Linus and Lloyd. They made motions for him to go ahead with the 'date'. He sighed, "...The arena I guess..."
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Jaffar sighed bitterly as he paid entry for two, and sat near the edge of the battle arena. He had thought about joining in a battle and abandoning this...woman but was denied the relief when she dragged him to the spectator line and clamped herself to his arm.
The cheering was loud and annoying but it was better than being alone with this woman. "By the way," She purred, petting his arm, "Ma' name's Georgia. Yo's?" She leaned in closer causing him to lean away.
"Jaffar..."
"Oh, what a mysterious and sexy name." Jaffar gave her a look, and decided to drop the subject as the battlers stepped out of either side. Jaffar almost chuckled at the site. There, in the arena, stood Sain, and across as his opponent was the woman from the tavern who dragged him out here! Jaffar could see her intent to kill, and Sain's intent to escape. At least this time he got the hint.
Before the battle even began, Sain forfeited and clambered out of there. They tried to drag the woman out of there as well, for the next match to begin, but she gave a fierce cry and went into a frenzy of attacks. She nearly decapitated one man before they finally let her stay. Another familiar face walked into the arena...
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Bartre looked very cocky, and well...stupid. He was as ready for a fight as he usually was. He saw his opponent and scoffed, "The great Bartre is going against a weak little woman?! Hah! You're going down sista'!" (Near the front of the seats he could spot a red-headed man slump down and sweat drop, but ignored it.)
The two warriors stepped closer for the ceremonial hand-shake. "Wait, you're Bartre!" The woman narrowed her eyes.
"You?!" Was all the, not-so-intelligent, warrior could say.
"Yes, it is I, Karla. I defeated you so easily last time. I'm going to enjoy humiliating you again right here, right now! One strike is all I need."
Karla crouched and readied herself. Bartre, surprisingly, didn't answer with any stupid battle shouts and simply took on a stance himself. With a screech, Karla was the first to lunge. She spun with the elegance of a dancer and the deadliness of a viper swinging at Bartre's chest. He narrowly dodged her swing, only tearing his shirt front. "That was my favorite shirt!" He fiercely swung his ax. To no one's surprise, however, Karla nimbly dodged the wild swing. She kicked him down and poised above him ready to sever his head, but stopped short.
"You've improved...some, I suppose you're worth letting live. She stood off him and walked off.
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Jaffar blinked, at the short, and impressive in Bartre's case, fight
"That was no fun, too short!" shouted Georgia, who was poised on Jaffar's lap. She had pretended to be scared during the fight and had chosen to leap on him and squeeze him close to her almost suffocating him in her over sized assets. "I wana watch anotha' one!" She giggled wiggling on his lap making Jaffar squirm and blush. He lifted her off by the waist and set her beside him.
"Aw, wha's the matta'?" She gave another innocent look.
"...I paid for two seats and we're going to use two seats..." Jaffar grumbled in response.
They stayed for two more fights, that where somewhat interesting. Well…at least the parts Jaffar caught. Georgia constantly found reasons to become indecently close to him during each fight so he had to keep prying her off.
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Jaffar dragged his feet as Georgia tried to drag him. "C'mon! I know this nice lil in where we can stay then night. You gave me a good time today, so I'm goin' t' give you a good time t'night!"
Jaffar's eyes widened and he straightened up, "No you're not! I have to meet back with my group anyway. We're leaving tomorrow and I'm already late to rendezvous with them."
Georgia snuggled up close to him, "Then why don't I jus join you and give you fun in yo room?"
Jaffar pried her off his arm, "Because, I'm sharing a room and I don't like to have sex with random women!" He dashed off into the dark before she could protest. He was so going to kill Lloyd and Linus for this!
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"Dear, sister, how long has it been?!" "Too long, brother!"
Jaffar didn't expect to be greeted by this site…Apparently, the woman with long black hair, Karla, was Karel's equally insane sister, and their idea of 'catching-up' was a sword fight…TO THE DEATH!! Well, as long as Eliwood was there it was more like, TILL SOMEONE DROPPS THEIR WEAPON! Jaffar found a seat by Linus who was also watching the spectacle.
"So, where's your girlfriend?" Linus grinned. Jaffar glared daggers at the Rabid Dog promising death. "How'd it go? She dump you?"
There went the last piece of straw! And…Crack Jaffar calmly stood up. Walked to stand in front of Linus, and then…gave him a good right swing to the jaw effectively knocking Linus to the floor. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked over to the new event. Even Karel and Karla stopped long enough to see what was going on. "WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!" Linus stood up ready for a fight.
Jaffar just walked past him, "I'm going to bed…"
Eliwood grabbed his arm and spun him around, "What is going on!" Jaffar's eyes widened. He clutched his head, and collapsed on his knees. Images were flooding his mind. Two young red-haired boys, one with a scar behind his ear, on with innocent blue eyes, Jeremy, and Eliwood… The images calmed down until Eliwood placed his hand on Jaffar's back "Are you alright?" The headache and images came flooding again, more intensely.
Jaffar shoved Eliwood's hand away, "Don't touch me!" He ran to his room and slammed the door panting. He looked at his shaking hands, 'What just happened?'
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End ch8!
Hope you like it! And I hope you review or I'll just lose my will to finish this again.
Jaffar: Don't do it!