Title: Clinical
Game: FFX
Setting: Macalania Forest
Theme + Number: Dirty Hands (62)
Pairing: Auron/Lulu
Rating: R
Word Count: 100
Summary: Her hands are never dirty.
Even dirt fears her hands. We've been on the road six weeks, and I've seen her carry firewood, cook, dig the damn latrine, but dirt just burns away.
We've killed a maester, and Guado/human blood smears my knuckles as I wipe the sword on my coat -- blood shows until clinical pyreflies dispel it -- but her hands are clean and clenched and white as Tromell pronounces us traitors.
Three nights later, those lily hands are stroking a dead man to life. I don't know if it's pyreflies that filled her palm, but when she licks her fingers clean, I feel dirty.