still standing D E F I A N T//[ALBEL and FAYT]

[Eiko Carol]

[/i] year old could summon and that those two attempted to extract eidolons from her. Heck, Eiko didn’t even know if these people would understand anything spoken to them; let alone grasp the fact she was a summoner.

Wandering around aimlessly in this huge place was growing boring, quite fast. Now Eiko regretted letting those two go; since it provided entertainment to her! Coming to a halt and crossing her arms, Eiko felt the earlier chase finally catching up to her. Glancing over she spotted something that would aid her current drained state. Plopping down at the outdoor bench, not realizing Mog staring up at seat, the girl let out a grumble. Why was she ‘nice’ and let those advisors go? She should’ve pounded more manners and sense into them!

”Those two are just as weird as ever! They just don’t—Mog, what are you doing?” During her rant Mog had began attempting to climb to sit on the bench. At this point the moogle was half on the bench, dangling her stubs of feet to flail in desperation to climb up. Now why didn’t the moogle simply fly up, the little girl was already questioning that. ”Mog!”

Reaching her arms outward, Eiko pulled Mog beside her. Once the white puff settled down is when Eiko crossed her arms. Letting her eyes close, she released a huff. ”Why didn’t you just fly up!” Honestly, it didn’t make sense to the six year old. Shaking her head, she uncrossed her arms to fix her ribbon. Letting her eyes flutter open, Eiko went to speak only to be cut off by a rumbling noise. She was hungry.

The horned girl’s cheeks flushed, as Mog seemed to giggle at her which earned quite a heated stare. Shaking her head once more, the girl ignored the trembling moogle before murmuring an apology. Glancing around, Eiko let out a grumble before hoping off the seat. Tapping her foot on the ground below, she’d eye around the area.

With that, Eiko would set off…
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[Albel Nox]

POST BY ALBEL NOX

!!!

THE WEAK AREN'T WORTH MY WHILE

LET ME SEE YOU SQURIM.

YOU'VE GIVEN IN TO - RECKLESS DARK DESIRES

Why the heck someone decided to send him out of all people to look into a disturbance was unknown. Why it took so long to be placed here, well, was a different story. But, it had something to do with finding Fayt, an apple, and something about spears. Nevertheless, an apple was thrown as Albel ate the grapes he had speared on his gauntlet.

No one dared to ask what was up with Albel and his possible obsession with fruits. But the grapes were eaten and Fayt's head was probably pulsing by now. "Master Albel! You've come! There was a disturbance about a couple of hours ago...a girl with a horn were throwing things at the jesters who lives in the castle." Jesters? Albel had never seen them nor cared, but Fayt might.

But...a little girl was who they were looking for? Albel narrowed his eyes but the lady had left already. He was going on a hunt for a little girl? "Bah. Do i look like a baby sitter?" Albel was clearly not happy in hearing this. But it WAS his orders - no matter how stupid they were. Albel turned, not caring if Fayt followed and started to walk back the way he came.

It wasn't that he was going to abandon said order but he knew the girl wouldn't be in the marketplace; if she was, the woman would have told him. However, on his walking he stopped. A moogle? Wait, even more concerning, a girl with a horn on her head. "You deal with it." Albel said, not getting any closer. Albel was not very good with children...

Even if Fayt wasn't better him than Albel.

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& SELF DESTRUCT

[Fayt Leingod]

Thunk.

Even before the shock actually registered to the bluenette, one gauntleted hand had flown up to the back of his head, fingers ghosting over the collision spot as he halted and whirled to face the man behind him, catching sight of the apple rolling off to the side as he turned. "What was that for?" he growled, still tending to the wound - he swore he could already feel the damned bruise forming.

"That hurt," he said lowly, a scowl present on his features as he regarded Albel with intensity.

But before he could exact his vengeance on the other - or perhaps glower a little and suck it up, which probably would have been the actual and more adult course of action, seeing as to stoop to Nox's level would be both ridiculously childish and would result in something close to a heated duel as a result, in more ways than one - a woman reported to Albel, the higher-ranked out of the two of them, the disturbance that he was supposed to take care of or whatever.

Those jesters? Ah. Zorn and Thorn, right? ... And a girl was throwing things at them?

The corner of Fayt's mouth quirked at the thought, and he readjusted his grip on the paper bag holding two loaves of bread, a chunk of cheese, and some kind of nutty spread (hazelnut maybe?) Shut up, if Albel could give quarter to his fruit fetish, Fayt could buy himself something he enjoyed instead of porridge for once.

Albel led the way this time, and the bluenette hardly paid attention to where he was walking, instead just relishing an enjoyable walk through the city.

What. There was nothing wrong with enjoying a walk.

Though the back of his head still throbbed slightly, and at that realisation, green eyes sharpened at Albel's back. Suddenly the rhythmic sway of his hair tails halted as Nox stopped, verbally pointing out the spectacle on the bench.

"You deal with it."

Fayt looked, propping his left hand on his hip. So that was the girl that'd been throwing stuff at the jesters, huh?... Made sense; she had a horn like the woman had said, and her friend was a little bit of an unusual sight.

Rolling his eyes at Albel's comment, Fayt brushed past the other, approaching the girl and - probably a bad idea - crouched down slightly in front of her so as to look her in the eye. "Hi there," he said, smiling. "Are you the one that was bullying the jesters earlier?

"I'm Fayt. Mr. Scary Face over there," he jerked a thumb at the Glyphian somewhere behind him, "his name's Albel. What's yours?"

[Eiko Carol]

[/colour] She confirmed with a nod, as she turned to Fayt – ignoring any possible outbursts from Albel.

However, it was time to put this Fayt into place by talking down on her. Suddenly Eiko’s brows flared downward, the girl’s large eyes narrowed to slits as she was unpleased by this. Her feet stomped the grown beneath, letting the girl jump straight up. Landing, she completely ignored her ribbon that was becoming lopsided since she was obviously distracted. The nerve this blueberry had! To talk down on her in such a manner! ”I am a grown up now! Don’t talk to me like you would a kid!”

Eiko’s little hands would fall on Fayt’s collarbone and attempted to shove. Of course the six year old would fail, but actions would be repeated. Releasing huffs and grunts, the little girl shifted all weight to her toes, putting full stretch into the shove. Once more she would fail at even getting the bluenette to budge. So, Eiko would give up – or so it seemed. Suddenly, her back was facing him, and she leaned into him with her weight; as if she was trying to shove a crate heavier than her. Again, the girl would fail at any of her attempts.

Exhaling in irritation, Eiko stood straight up and instantly twirled on her heels. Facing Fayt once again she suddenly kicked at the male. Her aim was for his chest however the misjudging gave the blow straight to his knee. Now, did we mention Fayt’s knee was covered in armor? Naturally Eiko would withdraw her foot after releasing quite a scream. Grasping her right foot the summoner would take to leaping around repeating ‘ouch’ over like a broken record.

The moogle letting out cry at the scene, but ran to aide Eiko. However, the poor white puff almost got trampled, before the moogle grasped the summoner’s left foot. Yipping slightly, Eiko flailed her arms as she fell on her butt. Giving the moogle a heated stare before she huffed,”Wrong foot Mog!”

Said moogle dropped the summoner’s foot. Kupo. Suddenly the summoner gave Mog a hug, and giving a swift apology. The poor moogle was only trying to help and Eiko had to accept the fact she tried to help. All that mattered, after all, was she had someone to care for her since she was truly alone once again. Since all of her friends she had not seen, nor did the jesters mention of knowing if any of them lived – let alone if Lindblum still stood in these worlds. Eiko would swallow down all worries, not wanting to face the fact her family may be (once again) dead.

Standing up, after one last look at her foot, Eiko turned to Fayt. ”You haven’t won yet, Fayt!” Crossing her arms, the little girl released a big sigh. ”Eiko.”

Suddenly the horned girl tensed, not so much at the male by the name of Albel, but at the fact Mog was approaching the said male. Mog tilted her head, making the orange ball bounce. ”Kupo? KUPO!” Suddenly the moogle gripped onto Albel’s leg and Eiko released a cry; before attempting to run by Fayt to get to Mog.

”Mog no!” Pulling the puff off, and away from Albel, Eiko shook her head. Her mouth fell open to protest, but was silenced as the moogle went off on something. Suddenly, EIko’s eyes fell on Albel. ”You ate food?!” Instantly she ran toward Fayt, following the moogle that began yanking on the bag. Instantly the six year old held her hands out, as if demanding for the food to be handed over. ”Food! Hand some over!”

Obviously Eiko was such a demanding little thing. Mog, at the moment, not much better.
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[Albel Nox]

POST BY ALBEL NOX

!!!

THE WEAK AREN'T WORTH MY WHILE

LET ME SEE YOU SQURIM.

YOU'VE GIVEN IN TO - RECKLESS DARK DESIRES

Albel shrugged as a response. "Not as bad as a couple of days ago." What possibly could the Elicoorian be hinting at? At the small smirk, it should've been obvious. People were wondering why Albel had to bring Fayt food for a couple of days. In all honesty, Albel had never met a girl with a horn. Then again, this place was surrounded by tall bunny people.

He traveled with a coon-tailed boy, to his displeasure. He had seen things a bit stranger than a girl with a horn. Albel's eyes narrowed at the term he was given. 'Mr. Scary face' was he? However when the girl started to speak, both of them instantly recognized the closest thing to her personality. Peppita. Fayt knew Albel high disdain for that little girl...

Albel knew Fayt was on guard and would protect the little girl, but her new nickname for him made his jaw clench tightly. "Could've fooled me." Albel murmured, but clearly audible to Fayt and the Peppita-wannabe He'd probably earn a look from Fayt and would return it. He, of course, was commenting on the 'grown-up' portion of her talk.

However, at her childish antics of being particularly mad with Fayt did cause Albel the Wicked to chuckle, clearly amused at her failings and as well as her apparent anger towards Fayt. "What do you want, maggot?" Uh-oh, the names were coming out and Albel's deadly glare was upon Mog. Fayt would probably assume this wasn't going to end well.

Mog then attached itself to Albel's leg. If Albel hadn't discovered, thanks to past experiences, drawing his sword to attack random things off the street wasn't a good idea, Mog would have been a moogle kebab. However, his claw would do just fine. Fayt would, most likely, either attempt to get Eiko away from Albel or get the puff ball off or stop Albel from making Mog his latest kill but, before the Elicoorian could take the rodent off, Eiko got Mog off.

He was lucky; the gauntlet was mere inches from the fur of the moogle before Eiko stripped him away. Albel was clearly unamused by this. "Can I kill them now?" Albel spoke to Fayt. Of course, he already knew the answer. But he felt the need to tell Fayt what he was planning to do already to the poor six-year-old and her moogle...

D I S C O N N E C T

& SELF DESTRUCT

[Fayt Leingod]

The name that the girl gave to his companion almost unleashed a crooked smirk upon his face - Albel's just desserts, he supposed, and he was feeling a little vindictive after what Albel had responded to his comment with. However, as he looked back to regard the blond-tipped male after his new title was bestowed - ”I am a grown up now! Don’t talk to me like you would a kid!” - a sudden shove from the girl brought his attention back to her and her companion.

"Wha-" She shoved him again, and while the strength of the push was hardly enough to knock him off balance, he still took a fraction of a step back, caught unawares. "Hey!"

She threw her full weight into him, and the bluenette then began to give up, switching his footing so as to counteract the force of the girl. Apparently realising the futility of her forceful actions, the girl with the yellow ribbon in her hair ceased pushing - but then twisted, lashing out with a kick.

Luckily for him and unluckily for her, he had elected to wear his armor - as per usual, out of habit. But the blow merely glanced off the Elicoorian plate, and she grasped at her right foot, chanting her pain. Fayt made to drop to one knee to give her a hand, but "Mog" beat him to it, instead electing to grasp the girl's healthy foot - and causing her to lose her balance and fall, shouting at her friend in indignation.

The warrior found himself agape at the sight; so comical, and yet he shouldn't and wouldn't laugh, because he had manners.

”You haven’t won yet, Fayt! Eiko.” She introduced herself, and he smiled at her in response. So desperate to be independent, and particularly forceful - he liked her. Reminded him of Peppita, as they had both already realised.

But Albel was clearly amused - that was, until Mog approached him, and Wicked dropped one of his derogatory interjections. Immediately Fayt stood, turning, obviously intending to intercept any homicidal urges his companion might feel apt to channel, and Eiko brushed past him with a shout so as to accost the moogle (that was what he was; Fayt remembered now) before Albel maimed it for gripping his leg.

”You ate food?!” she then demanded of Albel, apparently understanding the moogle's jumbled mutterings of the bi-syllable cry unique to their kind. Mog instead approached Fayt and attempted to pull on the paper bag he still held in his grip; at this, Eiko turned to him as well. ”Food! Hand some over!”

"Can I kill them now?" Albel pouted, and lamenting his position of apparently being the only adult in this gathering, Fayt looked to the sky for answers with a broad grin. But then he relented, offering Eiko the bag. It wasn't like he'd starve without it, after all, and she was honestly hungry.

Noting the positioning of her ribbon, and how it was crooked, Fayt propped his left hand on his hip. "Want me to fix that for you?" he offered.

Growing up with Sophia, of course he'd learned how to deal with hair. And honestly, if Albel made a jibe at him for that, he'd go back and find that apple to chuck at the other's head.

[Eiko Carol]

[/colour] The said puff would do a little dance once food was found and Eiko would release a giggle. Darting over toward the moogle and kneeling down next to her, the summoner let out a wail. ”Is it good, Mog?!”

”Yes, kupo!” Eiko would let another wave of laughter before flashing a smile. Nodding the young girl reached for something small herself. Instantly the girl took a bite of the food, perking at its sweet taste. Suddenly her eyes fell to the bluenette before beaming,”Thanks!” The moogle releasing a similar yelp in gratitude before both began to eat once more.

Eiko was taken by surprise at the sudden comment of her ribbon. Glancing up, the horned girl wouldn’t see the lopsided ribbon. Releasing a slight huff, she reached up to feel and sure enough; it had fallen loose at some point. She was sitting on her knees, but now she stood up and turned to face Fayt. Placing her hands on her hips, she spoke up. ”I’m a grown up! I can fix my own ribbon!” To emphasize her point, Eiko would reach up and straighten her own ribbon. When she was satisfied Eiko would cross her arms,”See?”

Now that she was full, the summoner could continue with what she wanted to do from the start. Her gaze would fall on Albel again and suddenly her hands would be placed on hips. Shifting her weight on her right the girl would shake her head. ”You know you really shouldn’t throw apples at your boyfriend.” The right hand was simply lifted before she waved a finger, mocking a mother lecturing her child. ”Inconsiderate!” Pacing around the Wicked, Eiko drew her flute out. The wooden instrument would be held with her right hand, but the tip would be patted into her palm over and over. Coming to stand before the male, she pointed the instrument at Albel. ”I don’t like inconsiderate people!”

A huff escaped the tiny lips as Eiko shook her head, debating something before speaking. ”I’ll be nice and forgive you! Only if you say you’re sorry to Mog! I won’t call you Weirdo anymore if you do so!” With that Eiko would point with her flute at Mog, who continued to eat in the background, sitting down and seemingly ignoring the conversation. With that, the young girl would jab her flute at Albel as lashes narrowed with a challenge. ”I will use this. No one insults my sister, but only me!”

Mog, plopped down, craned her neck toward Fayt. ”Kupo!” Standing up the puff flailed about, before pointing at the scene. Pleading at Fayt to take control of his situation before it got out of hand. Mog didn’t need to disappear anytime soon, and Mog didn’t want too..!
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[Albel Nox]

POST BY ALBEL NOX

!!!

THE WEAK AREN'T WORTH MY WHILE

LET ME SEE YOU SQURIM.

YOU'VE GIVEN IN TO - RECKLESS DARK DESIRES

Albel didn't particularly mind Fayt giving the food to Mog and Eiko but Albel still looked at Mog and Eiko with dislike, clearly not amused he had to be in the company of a little girl and her pet. Albel's eye visibly twitched at the verbal scolding, definitely not liking to be scolded but, for once, held his tongue. Maybe he figured out that two children going at it never solved everything.

Or he was contemplating on how to kill Eiko and her pet without Fayt being able to stop him. One of the two. "I can do what I want, fool." Oh no, Albel slipped out one of his famous ending of sentences. But at least he didn't try to convince the girl Fayt and him where not dating or together. That was a good change...hopefully.

At being told, apparently, to apologize to Mog, steel could be heard scrapping against each other. The gauntlet had moved and Albel's face proved that he was losing his patience. Did this little girl honestly think she could boss him around? She thought he wouldn't use his blade against her? "No one tells me what to do, brat."

That was a new one, but his voice changed and, to Fayt's knowledge, the dark tone in his voice was never a good sign. It seemed Albel was at his limit and Eiko might need some saving. Albel did manage to glance at the moogle who was trying to help the situation by making Fayt calming him down. His jaw tightened. Of course, with Fayt around, he would be able to calm the other down.

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& SELF DESTRUCT

[Fayt Leingod]

Fayt snorted gently at the pair's antics, glad for his decision; it looked like they had been starving, from the way the moogle and the girl were devouring the hardly-a-meal inside the bag... headfirst in the former's case.

Eiko assured him quite aggressively that she was an adult and could do it herself (the former he doubted, the latter he trusted) and fixed the ribbon on her own, before turning to Albel.

”You know you really shouldn’t throw apples at your boyfriend. Inconsiderate! I don't like inconsiderate people!”

Fayt almost choked at her first sentence. How old was Eiko again? And yet she had to be flipping psychic to make that connection. Albel was generally a prick whenever he wanted to be, and only on his own terms - the other's statement, tagged on the end with fool, only cemented that detail - and Albel deciding to be a prick by throwing an apple at him couldn't possibly be connected to their relationship.

So how in the...

Eiko was waving a flute around, accentuating her point to Albel, who seemed less than pleased with her. The homicidal intent was so thick in the air he could almost taste it, but Fayt was moderating the goings-on like a proper adult, as compared to Albel.

The moogle cried out, snagging the bluenette's attention, and he looked back. "Huh? ...You want me to go help her?"

Eiko's 'sister' was quite obviously pointing out the situation with alarm, and at the moogle's behest (and with a sigh), Fayt crossed the distance to stand a bit behind Eiko, looking over her easily at the blond-tipped raven with his own arms crossed before his chest. "Albel, you should really stop picking on them. Apologize before she seriously brings the big guns on you."

A light smirk tugged at his lips at that, but his eyes were narrowed, as if to say I'm not kidding.

[Eiko Carol]

[/colour] The little girl would jump once more, stomping the ground with a light thud. If she was like any other child she’d stick her tongue out at the taller male immaturely, but if she was like other children then the sound of metal scraping would have instantly scared her. Other kids would run off to cry to a parent. However, Eiko didn’t have that warm, embracing, hug so she’d have to fight. Hardly did she ever give up, though it was quite a fight not to tear up being six still.

As the tension of killing desires flooded the air the tiny summoner provided a comeback. ”Big and bad because you’re fighting a kid?” Of course that wouldn’t defuse the situation one bit, but instead flare the temper more. Eiko would continue to spat back against the taller male, ignoring Mog running to her and grasping both of Eiko’s wrists.

”Kupo! Don’t, kupo!” The poor fluff felt her form being dragged as Eiko would stomp forward, letting the arms fall behind her form. Ignoring the possibility of dislocated shoulders, Eiko would keep pressing forward. Mog let out another cry as the summon in disguise would be praying Fayt would speak up soon enough. Luckily, much like an angel answering Mog’s pleas, Fayt would speak up. Eiko would freeze and her muscles would tense, the moogle feeling her master-to-be relaxing the strain of her arms.

Taking a step back from Albel, Eiko freed her hands from the moogle’s stubs. Her eyes could land on Fayt, him speaking rather comically about ‘big guns’ and her. Suddenly she would jump once more to draw attention. ”Don’t talk down on me! I don’t like that!” The Persian blue locks would ensnare around her horn as she craned her neck to view both taller males. Persian green eyes narrowed and the child’s face held a frown. ”Age means nothing when it comes to experience! I’ve seen a lot!”

Her tiny hand was placed before her chest, little fingers splayed out, as she spoke,”I’m strong! I’ve helped my friends save our world!” Every memory was dear to the six year old Eiko, since she could experience life outside her village. All thanks belonged to her dear friends. She even got adopted, became a Princess, and experienced her first crush. Smiling before laughing at herself for even learning how to cook for a love interest – even if she didn’t have enough the first time and needed Quina’s help. Within months, she grew up more than what she ever did alone. As her voice grew stronger it became elated with the memories she’d recite. ”I’ve seen many things in my life! From Madain Sari, my first home, to Alexandria to help summon Alexander! To even the rebuilding of Alexandria! Even Lindblum where I now live at with my new Mother and Father!”

Her lips held a strong tone and her lips curved to a warm smile as her eyes softened. Eiko would give Mog her instrument as she would pull a stone from an inner pocket to her overhauls. Cuffing the precious treasure to her chest, Eiko released a hushed whisper. ”Grandpa would be so happy, even if I left before sixteen. I made friends and became a daughter again…”

The stone still in hand Eiko would turn to hug Mog, the killing intention of Albel leaving her thoughts. ”We gotta tell them, Mog! Zidane, Dagger, Vivi, Freya, Steiner, even Amarant and Quina will all like to know you’re back and safe!” Pulling away from the puffball, she’d chirp. ”Even Father and Mother will love to know you’re back Mog! We’ll get working on meeting them again soon!”

”KUPO!”
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[Albel Nox]

POST BY ALBEL NOX

!!!

THE WEAK AREN'T WORTH MY WHILE

LET ME SEE YOU SQURIM.

YOU'VE GIVEN IN TO - RECKLESS DARK DESIRES

Albe's eyes narrowed at her. That was possibly the last straw. The girl better be strong enough or she would find herself murdered in the streets. However, Fayt had impeccable timing, as usual. Before he could place his sword within his grasp, the Earthling spoke, causing Albel's head to snap towards him. His jaw clenched tightly at Fayt, but he could tell the seriousness of Fayt.

Albel stance was familiar; quite close to pouncing on Eiko, but not in a good way. Albel said nothing, even ignoring Eiko, but his stance slowly relaxed itself, showing that Eiko wouldn't meet his blade. "The only 'big guns' she has is her mouth." Albel spoke, though it was something short of a hiss. But Albel relaxed fully, looking down at Eiko.

He would be damned if he actually made an apology. However, she then mentioned she 'saved the world'? Or at least helped. That made Albel somewhat interested in whether she was lying through her teeth or Eiko was actually useful. Her new father and mother? Albel's eyes narrowed but he wouldn't show Fayt he reacted, though the other could guess that Albel actually did.

The kid was way too young to lose her true parents. Albel knew what it was like to suddenly have no family at a young age. At his own stupidity, more or less. Albel picked up on two names. Didn't Fayt meet a person named Zidane? 'Princess Blueberry'. Actually no, Fayt had not actually told him; Albel was keen to know where Fayt ws, who he talked to, the sort.

Somewhat stalkerish, but Albel wasn't one to care.

The second name was Freya. He was unsure if Fayt knew but he had actually heard about Larsa exchanging letters with a person named Freya. So, she knew someone who talked to Fayt and a leader-figure? "Can we leave now?" Albel suddenly spoke, turning to Fayt. Though the killing intentions were gone, Albel still held a dislike for Eiko.

Too much like Peppita.

D I S C O N N E C T

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[Fayt Leingod]

It was strange to say that things were escalating between a six-year-old girl and a twenty-four-year-old man, but they were. Eiko continued pressing forward despite Mog's intervention, and at the exact moment that Fayt decided to act, aiming to step between the two of them to intercept, firmly ignoring Albel, she paused (with a jump) anyway.

”I’m strong! I’ve helped my friends save our world!” Eiko stressed, and, listening to her (rather succinct tale), Fayt picked up on much the same things Albel did. He was also struck by familiarity at the name Lindblum. Probably a friend of Zidane's... but new parents?

Habitually resting his left hand on his hip, Fayt's face held a slight downturn of his lips that wasn't there before. Empathy.

Albeit or perhaps because of that newfound understanding, the bluenette had to fight the urge to crouch to maintain eye contact with the girl as he spoke. "Then you are strong. Use that strength to protect your friends and family, okay?"

"Can we leave now?"

Fayt's lips pressed together, holding in a smirk at the whiny quality of Albel's voice as he turned to face the other. "I guess. I think we're done here, at least."

He turned around once more to face the girl and her moogle. "Take care of yourselves," he told them, and there was a very important reason for saying that.

I never told my mother and father to be safe. I know what she went through, to an extent. Hopefully she'll be kinder for it.

[Eiko Carol]

[/i]? Wasn’t the verbal abusing of one another already over? However, the blond frost tipped male would release one hiss directed at her and Eiko’s brow formed a ‘v’. A light shove was given to Mog as Eiko made sure she stood in front of the moogle. As her arms crossed, the girl let her foot stomp the ground below,”Since I got you mad, seems like I’m good at using those ‘big guns’.”

With a faint ‘hmph’ as the summoner would turn her head from Albel and Fayt. Mog would practically pout, already knowing that Albel and Eiko would never see eye to eye (and not physically either). As Eiko crossed her arms, Mog would dip her head low as if to sigh. Was her little bluenette going to be a hassle everywhere they went? Or would she be able to make new friends? The orange puff would bounce as the moogle shook her head, before Fayt’s words caught her attention. Eiko would mimic the moogle’s action, her bow bouncing similar to the orange.

Fayt’s expression made the summoner want to spat out, not enjoying the pity in eyes. However, his tone of voice was a sign of suppressing the said emotions and Eiko gave a nod. He spoke of using her experiences in the past to defend those she kept dear to her. Well, he spoke the truth that Eiko already planned on doing; her mind was already made up once Mog returned to her.

The tiny girl knew learning how to support Mog’s physical form, even if summoned, would come in handy in the long run. She’d have to expand her horizons out of white magic, if possible for her. Sometimes she should’ve asked Vivi on it – if she was only that mature back then (not like she was any older). Shifting her weight to her toes, and going to the tips, she stretched toward Fayt. With a puff of her cheeks she’d inhale.

”I don’t need you to tell me that!” Eiko’s words came our sharp,”I already have to protect a lot more than just my friends!” She spoke of the nation she’d, someday, have to rule. Tiny hands were placed on her hips, as she let her lips grow into a wide smile. Keeping her expression firm, the tiny summoner began waving as the two would turn to head off. However the confident side had to be blurted out one last time,”One day I’ll show you all! I’ll grow up strong and lead right!” Never once did she realize she referred to herself as a child.

As the two would fade off into the distance, Eiko’s attention would fall to Mog. Once more she’d embrace her moogle sister. Keeping her tone hushed, Eiko whispered to the summon,”I’m gonna get real strong. So that next time you need to be Madeen, you’ll be able to come back.” Reassuring her own thoughts, the summoner gave a quick nod. ”I can’t stop just yet..!”

Pulling away from the moogle, Eiko kept her hand on a stub of Mog’s arm before leading her in the opposite direction of the men. The girl already knowing she’d have to leave this place, and learn to grow without her previous allies. A part of growing up she was forced into, once again…

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