11 Reasons Why Zidane and Kuja are More Then Just Brothers by Blood {FF9}
Title: Pale and Flawless
Theme: 5 Skin
Characters: Kuja and Zidane Tribal
Rating: G
Warning: No Warning
Pale and Flawless
While Zidane is pale though hints sometimes at a tan, he tends to stay near the flesh tone. His skin is littered with tiny scars from training, and roughing housing with the boss and the gang. A large scar chases his back from shoulder to shoulder baring witness to the tragedies he has suffered under the hands of a mighty enemy. He has the skin of a warrior, his tale told in the little creases and crevices that span his body. Zidane does not mind them, he does not envy those who show no outer damage, it is a reminder of what he fought for and for whom.
His pale skin is almost a joy, as he recount his tale with careful reminders on his skin. When he acts on stage the clothing is more dramatic against his skin, and the stage make-up shows well. The skin wrapped around his fingertips is rough and callous, the signs of a warrior. Zidane is a warrior, he has fought, he has preserved through hardships untold. His skin sets off his blond hair in shadow, the beginnings of a thief like atmosphere ingrained in him. Scars also taunt his pale skin along his arms, proof that Vivi has gotten better with his spell casting and that Steiner nor Dagger has not lost their edge. This pleases him, as Zidane knows his friends can protect themselves, and it also relaxes him.
Zidane is neither envious nor vain so he does not care that his pale skin is tainted by bruises or cuts. This is life, he thinks, his life, and he does not go any deeper then that. He does not need to, he is happy with the skin he is granted with all its flaws. Why go looking for worries when they are not needed? No, Zidane is content with his skin and its marks, it is all right with him.
Kuja, however, is different, oh his skin is pale sure enough, but it is a milky white that belongs better on females. It makes him look delicate and effeminate, he hates this, but only the fact that Gaia dwellers are notorious for preconceived notions. Kuja has no scars, and it is for a lack of trying, because Kuja does not wish for scars. There is only one scar he has and keeps, for it is the brand that is a reminder that yes his brother saved his life and he owes Zidane the new life he has. This is the only scar he treats with affection, the rest, though there is none even if Zidane could swear up and down there should be is hastily eradicated. Kuja uses his cure spells quickly upon any infliction on his skin so they leave no lasting mark, truly he is flawless, and he wants to keep it that way.
He does not envy those whose skin is much darker than his own, even if they hide blemishes well, for it does not suit him with his pale silver hair. His skin is perfectly maintained, soft to the touch, if only three people could tell you that and almost ripples like fur when he stretches. Kuja is vain, he knows it, and is proud of his skin, so he shows it off wearing next to precious nothing. He is not a fighter, his skin tells people that, he is a mage, and a strong one, but do not ever claim he is a lover, though it is mostly likely true now. Kuja feels no need to compare his skin with anyone else, he is above that, for he sees himself above all, his skin is his own. He chuckles whimsically when Garnet complains that his skin is so much more delicate then hers, better even and this pleases him. A queen praising him though it is only through complaints.
While Zidane is pale and riddled with scars, Kuja is flawless and untouched. They are at opposite ends of the spectrum on the same scale, it is a subtle irony. Kuja is a milk cream while Zidane is more of a butter cream, both shades of white though one is soft and one is harsh. Though one cannot be possible without the other, so they exist and coexist, not because they choose too, but because they have too. This is a simple logic, and the brothers do not delve past this uniting thought, only to muse that their sister, Mikoto, is right in the middle, but is not the same. One is pale, the other is flawless, you can not have one without the other.
Theme: 5 Skin
Characters: Kuja and Zidane Tribal
Rating: G
Warning: No Warning
Pale and Flawless
While Zidane is pale though hints sometimes at a tan, he tends to stay near the flesh tone. His skin is littered with tiny scars from training, and roughing housing with the boss and the gang. A large scar chases his back from shoulder to shoulder baring witness to the tragedies he has suffered under the hands of a mighty enemy. He has the skin of a warrior, his tale told in the little creases and crevices that span his body. Zidane does not mind them, he does not envy those who show no outer damage, it is a reminder of what he fought for and for whom.
His pale skin is almost a joy, as he recount his tale with careful reminders on his skin. When he acts on stage the clothing is more dramatic against his skin, and the stage make-up shows well. The skin wrapped around his fingertips is rough and callous, the signs of a warrior. Zidane is a warrior, he has fought, he has preserved through hardships untold. His skin sets off his blond hair in shadow, the beginnings of a thief like atmosphere ingrained in him. Scars also taunt his pale skin along his arms, proof that Vivi has gotten better with his spell casting and that Steiner nor Dagger has not lost their edge. This pleases him, as Zidane knows his friends can protect themselves, and it also relaxes him.
Zidane is neither envious nor vain so he does not care that his pale skin is tainted by bruises or cuts. This is life, he thinks, his life, and he does not go any deeper then that. He does not need to, he is happy with the skin he is granted with all its flaws. Why go looking for worries when they are not needed? No, Zidane is content with his skin and its marks, it is all right with him.
Kuja, however, is different, oh his skin is pale sure enough, but it is a milky white that belongs better on females. It makes him look delicate and effeminate, he hates this, but only the fact that Gaia dwellers are notorious for preconceived notions. Kuja has no scars, and it is for a lack of trying, because Kuja does not wish for scars. There is only one scar he has and keeps, for it is the brand that is a reminder that yes his brother saved his life and he owes Zidane the new life he has. This is the only scar he treats with affection, the rest, though there is none even if Zidane could swear up and down there should be is hastily eradicated. Kuja uses his cure spells quickly upon any infliction on his skin so they leave no lasting mark, truly he is flawless, and he wants to keep it that way.
He does not envy those whose skin is much darker than his own, even if they hide blemishes well, for it does not suit him with his pale silver hair. His skin is perfectly maintained, soft to the touch, if only three people could tell you that and almost ripples like fur when he stretches. Kuja is vain, he knows it, and is proud of his skin, so he shows it off wearing next to precious nothing. He is not a fighter, his skin tells people that, he is a mage, and a strong one, but do not ever claim he is a lover, though it is mostly likely true now. Kuja feels no need to compare his skin with anyone else, he is above that, for he sees himself above all, his skin is his own. He chuckles whimsically when Garnet complains that his skin is so much more delicate then hers, better even and this pleases him. A queen praising him though it is only through complaints.
While Zidane is pale and riddled with scars, Kuja is flawless and untouched. They are at opposite ends of the spectrum on the same scale, it is a subtle irony. Kuja is a milk cream while Zidane is more of a butter cream, both shades of white though one is soft and one is harsh. Though one cannot be possible without the other, so they exist and coexist, not because they choose too, but because they have too. This is a simple logic, and the brothers do not delve past this uniting thought, only to muse that their sister, Mikoto, is right in the middle, but is not the same. One is pale, the other is flawless, you can not have one without the other.