Mobius Band - Final Fantasy IX - PG
Fandom: Final Fantasy IX
Title: Mobius Band
Rating: PG
Word Count: 479
Note: Humor. Freya. Posted April 5, 2007.
Summary: The wrong way to catch a chocobo.
Freya doesn't like chocobos. There are many reasons she can give as to why: a chocobo's warble gives her a headache; their gait is choppy and makes her sick; their feathers are greasy; they stink; they leave giant, gooey, white and green flecked gifts in front of her tent; they are picky and self-centered and have horrible tempers.
The real reason is that birds and rats are simply not made to get along. Freya has many scars on her arms and hands because her thin bones sit at odd, uncomfortable angles on a chocobo's thickly muscled back. An occurrence, thank Shiva, that has only happened once.
Freya carries that memory with her like a grudge. If Dagger hadn’t protested so much, that particularly infuriating chocobo wouldn’t still be wandering the planet.
Zidane finds her intense dislike for chocobos amusing, even strange. He, of course, rides chocobos like he drives airships, like he navigates speed ships, like he handles anything that is fast-paced and exciting-with the ease of casual genius. Freya has always considered herself closest to Zidane, (for hunters and thieves are often part of the same circle) but it is not the case in this; it is Amarant, of all people, who has the right idea. In a way.
Amarant, bless his shriveled heart, scares the hell out of chocobos right from the start.
Perhaps it is because he resembles a monster himself, with his blue skin and flaming red hair. Whenever Amarant gets too close to Zidane gently coaxing a wild chocobo for riding, the beastly creature (the chocobo, not Amarant) gives a frightened warble and scampers off. Zidane curses, Dagger frowns slightly, Eiko shouts, Steiner discreetly sighs in relief, and Vivi watches it run off with a curious, almost longing gaze. Amarant rolls his eyes because he thinks that chocobos are complete waste of time to begin with-hoorah to that.
Freya finds the whole charade very amusing. It's like having a family again, with everyone possessing different quirks and annoying qualities, different tastes and likes. A circle of more than monkeys and rats-but even then, a twisted oblong band more than a perfect shape. While Zidane and Amarant throw curses back and forth, (which Dagger protests because Eiko and Vivi listening) Freya lopes smoothly towards Steiner and leans on her lance. His face is contorted in its usual uncertainty, caught between loyalty to his princess and loyalty to his own peace of mind.
They watch in silence as Zidane spots another chocobo in the far distance. Amarant, in almost but not quite defiance, lounges nonchalantly farther away, peering at the unsuspecting beast with his unnerving monster stare.
Suddenly, Freya voices what she and Steiner are really both thinking. “It’s good to have Amarant on the team, isn’t it?”
Steiner glances at Dagger, then, “...Absolutely.”
(And like that, the circle closes around them all.)
Title: Mobius Band
Rating: PG
Word Count: 479
Note: Humor. Freya. Posted April 5, 2007.
Summary: The wrong way to catch a chocobo.
Freya doesn't like chocobos. There are many reasons she can give as to why: a chocobo's warble gives her a headache; their gait is choppy and makes her sick; their feathers are greasy; they stink; they leave giant, gooey, white and green flecked gifts in front of her tent; they are picky and self-centered and have horrible tempers.
The real reason is that birds and rats are simply not made to get along. Freya has many scars on her arms and hands because her thin bones sit at odd, uncomfortable angles on a chocobo's thickly muscled back. An occurrence, thank Shiva, that has only happened once.
Freya carries that memory with her like a grudge. If Dagger hadn’t protested so much, that particularly infuriating chocobo wouldn’t still be wandering the planet.
Zidane finds her intense dislike for chocobos amusing, even strange. He, of course, rides chocobos like he drives airships, like he navigates speed ships, like he handles anything that is fast-paced and exciting-with the ease of casual genius. Freya has always considered herself closest to Zidane, (for hunters and thieves are often part of the same circle) but it is not the case in this; it is Amarant, of all people, who has the right idea. In a way.
Amarant, bless his shriveled heart, scares the hell out of chocobos right from the start.
Perhaps it is because he resembles a monster himself, with his blue skin and flaming red hair. Whenever Amarant gets too close to Zidane gently coaxing a wild chocobo for riding, the beastly creature (the chocobo, not Amarant) gives a frightened warble and scampers off. Zidane curses, Dagger frowns slightly, Eiko shouts, Steiner discreetly sighs in relief, and Vivi watches it run off with a curious, almost longing gaze. Amarant rolls his eyes because he thinks that chocobos are complete waste of time to begin with-hoorah to that.
Freya finds the whole charade very amusing. It's like having a family again, with everyone possessing different quirks and annoying qualities, different tastes and likes. A circle of more than monkeys and rats-but even then, a twisted oblong band more than a perfect shape. While Zidane and Amarant throw curses back and forth, (which Dagger protests because Eiko and Vivi listening) Freya lopes smoothly towards Steiner and leans on her lance. His face is contorted in its usual uncertainty, caught between loyalty to his princess and loyalty to his own peace of mind.
They watch in silence as Zidane spots another chocobo in the far distance. Amarant, in almost but not quite defiance, lounges nonchalantly farther away, peering at the unsuspecting beast with his unnerving monster stare.
Suddenly, Freya voices what she and Steiner are really both thinking. “It’s good to have Amarant on the team, isn’t it?”
Steiner glances at Dagger, then, “...Absolutely.”
(And like that, the circle closes around them all.)