6. The words I'm not sure I want to hear. . .

[prized_locket]

WE NEED TO TALK...

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oerba yun fang | final fantasy xiii

[brands]

[thestormishere]

[ Okay... she's here now. What did you want? 8| ]

6......cry

[brands]

So are you gonna storm off again, or are you gonna give me five minutes to explain this time?

HAHA, wow.

[thestormishere]

[ "Storm" off. Very funny, Fang. Lightning just crosses her arms, her expression flat... save for the slightest hint of worry tugging at the corners of her lips. ]

I'm listening.

[brands]

[Fang briefly -- very briefly -- looks hesitant. And then she shrugs her shoulders.]

This l'Cie business, we've got not idea how it'll turn out. ...What we had going on's too much of a risk. It's better this way.

[thestormishere]

[ There's a long pause, Lightning's eyes hidden mostly behind lashes and fringe, body tense. Turning right around and walking away? Tempting, despite her will not to back down. ]

So that's it? You just don't care at all any more?

[brands]

[In contrast, Fang's posture is more relaxed. She sighs, frustrated, puts a hand on her hip.]

Come on, Light. You know it's not like that. 'Course I still care.

[thestormishere]

Cut the crap, Fang. Since when have you ever been concerned about whether or not something's 'too risky?'

[ And contrary to icon, she does not have the gunblade out. Might as well, though. ]

[brands]

Nothing's too risky for me. [It isn't said with her usual flippant pride, though. She's leading in to something else.] But what about you? Your brand's still going, time's ticking away. And it's not just you. That's what we need to be worried about. Not this.