Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Firestarter. ❯ Washed Up ( Chapter 2 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Chapter 1.
Out in the fields of South Figaro. Locke is laying on his back under a tree while Sabin is doing some of his blitz fighting techniques; Edgar had to stay at the castle for important business matters and he told the two of them- after seeing what they did with the ham for luncheon- to go outside until he's finished so now they were kicking back in the shade and out in the warmth of the sun.
"Ya know, Ed' sure lacks a funny bone." Sabin was saying still doing his moves with out looking at Locke and the thief just lifted an eye lid open to look at him. "What makes you say that?" He asked and Sabin shrugged continuing as though he'd never stopped talking. "I mean the ham was still good it was just a little airborn." He suddenly broke into a fit of laughter.
Locke chuckled a second saying to his muscular friend. "you've just got too much funny bone."
"Maybe." The blitz master said and stopped what he was doing joinging Locke in the grass. "Aaahhh." He sighed refreshingly and closed his eyes. They were both about to drift off when they heard coughing in the distance and a casually said swear. Both of the mens eyes snapped open and they turned their heads. "You heard it too?" Sabin asked Locke and the theif nodded standing up.
The two of them ran over to the lands edge where the ocean started to come up at and at the very sight of the mop of white hair they knew who the voice belonged too. "Setzer!?" Locke said and Sabin came up by the gamblers side as he turned himself to a sitting position on the grass. "He's gone...." The man said in a flat tone.
"Who's gone?" Sabin asked putting a hand on his shoulder. "The blackjack." The two men let out a loud sigh of relief and bitterness for worrying them even a little. "Thanks for caring, really I'm fine." Setzer said sarcastically and they laughed patting him on the shoulder. "It's not that." The thief said and looked out into the ocean. "It's just that you always crash that thing and you always act as though it's the end of the world but then you get it back, so why worry?"
Setzer looked at him and blinked. "Becaaause it's at the bottom of the bloody ocean." He answered grabbing his hair into a ponytail and squeezed it out. "What happened, exactly?" Sabin asked standing up and giving him a hand to do the same.
"Well," the gambler started, "I was asleep and had this really horrible dream that my ship was on fire when I was making dinner next thing you know I wake up and my ship really is on fire." His head drooped downward. "I'd like to know how that fire got started in the first place?"
"Do you think maybe you left the stove on all night?" Locke threw out an explaination as to why there might have been a fire. "The heat could have ignited the wood."
"No, I'm pretty sure it was off, besides that I was in and out of the kitchen before I went to bed and none of them were on."
Sabin scratched his chin and said. "Maybe someone snuck on board and did it? It wouldn't be the first time some one's tried to kill us." He then added. "And with you letting on any random stranger to gamble in your casino well I don't know what else to say...." the blitz master trailed off, but Setzer shook his head to even that- although it would make sense.
"No one was on my ship yesterday I was flying around the whole time, I even left it in the air when I was going to sleep." Locke raised a hand and slapped him between the shoulder blades and grinned. "Don't hang your head just yet, old man." He said cheerfully.
"Why not?" The gambler asked. "Because Edgar has a set of armed fork lifts that are controlled by levers...." he saw their blank expressions. "Figaro Sea isn't that deep it can reach in and get your ship easy."
Setzer's face suddenly brightened at the sound of that and he threw his soggy wet arms around the thiefs shoulders making a squishy sound. "Aaahh," Locke was making little noises of protest to the hug because even though it was sunny outside it was still a windy day and he had on thin clothes. When the gambler backed away saying, "Thank you Locke, I'll owe you one."
"Well, he is my brother." Sabin was saying wanting a reward too. Sezter just laughed and ran off towards Figaro castle. "Wait!" Locke said remembering that Edgar was in a meeting. "Setzer wait!" Sabin called and they ran after him.
Somewhere in Thamasa. Terra is visiting Relm for the day and the little girl took them outside to draw the flowers growing in the town. Relm's was beautifully done with color and life but Terra's just looked like a drawn piece of crumpled paper but she smiled down at it.
"How's this?" She asked the young artist, and she looked over at it. "Hmm, if you have a day job you'd better keep it cause that thing is the pits." She replied but smiled to let her know it was all in fun.
"Hmm, maybe you're right?" The esper girl held the drawing up and turned it side ways. "It definitly looks better this way." She said mostly to herself and grabbed a blue paint brush to color the- self loved masterpiece in.
"I wonder what Edgar and the other guys are up too?" Relm said holding her drawing up and smiling at it. "Another work of art, Claudia will love it." Claudia was Relms legal guardian in the village she lived below them and after her friends had helped the woman out when her home was on fire how could she say no- of course Relm is still living in her old home she's just looked in on to make sure everything is ok.
"Edgar said there's a luncheon at the castle once the meeting is over. Setzer said he'd pick us up to go." Terra replied to a question she wasn't sure had even really been asked.
"Great, I'm gonna go get ready it's probably pretty close to the time already." She stood up brushing grass from her baggy pants and shirt then ran off towards the house, glad to have an excuse to get away from Terra; she liked her all right but she was never really used to having female friends even though she'd been living with Celest for six weeks when she was doing a painting for Owtzer in Jidoor. Celest had been living in Kohlingen so going back and fourth by bird was no problem for the girl but now the ex-general was living in Doma castle with Cyan.
Terra saw a breeze pick up and frowned that she couldn't feel it at first then she stood up and walked outside of the town and looked up at the sky to see if she could see the blackjack coming. 'I wonder where he could be? He's usually early.'
~ ~ ~
Back in Figaro. The three men arrive at the castle and the guards greet them saying. "Good afternoon prince Sabin and Locke." They nodded to Setzer whom they didn't really know to well and he nodded back getting an akward glance at the fact that he was still wet some.
When they walked into the castle a large group of men were being escorted out past them with Edgar rounding them up from behind. "Thank you for a lovely meeting gentlemen do come by again." He said and they waved good bye waiting for their moble Chocobo transferer called a Carriage- they were very popular now a days.
"I hope you two have learned your lessons about throwing food." Edgar said to Locke and Sabin the second he turned to them. "Of course we did." Sabin said grinning as though he meant he learned his lesson for the afternoon and the evening was a different story. "Setzer, what the devil happened to you?" He asked looking him over.
"My ship had to make a crash landing into the ocean to put the fire out, I'll explain later but right now I need to ask you for a favor," he said and Edgar raised an eye brow. "Go ahead."
"Locke says you have some armed crane lifts that can get the blackjack out of the water and I was wondering if I could borrow them?" He asked and Edgar nodded. "Sure, I'll have my men help you out there with them, but I myself can't opperate it because I have to host luncheon today."
"I understand." Setzer said turning to leave the castle. "Hang on Setz' I'll help you." The blitz specialist said going out the door with him waving a hand over his shoulder to Locke and his brother.
"Looks like it's just you and me for a while." Edgar said smiling at Locke and leaned in to kiss him. "Mmmh." The theif moaned into his mouth placing his hands into his prince's hair. "You know," Edgar was saying as he backed them to the door. "cooks not in yet, so we'll have the kitchen all to ourselves."
Locke ran his tongue across the king's moving lips and smiled. "Then what are we waiting for?" He said and they broke away long enough to go into the castles kitchen area.
Out in the fields of South Figaro. Locke is laying on his back under a tree while Sabin is doing some of his blitz fighting techniques; Edgar had to stay at the castle for important business matters and he told the two of them- after seeing what they did with the ham for luncheon- to go outside until he's finished so now they were kicking back in the shade and out in the warmth of the sun.
"Ya know, Ed' sure lacks a funny bone." Sabin was saying still doing his moves with out looking at Locke and the thief just lifted an eye lid open to look at him. "What makes you say that?" He asked and Sabin shrugged continuing as though he'd never stopped talking. "I mean the ham was still good it was just a little airborn." He suddenly broke into a fit of laughter.
Locke chuckled a second saying to his muscular friend. "you've just got too much funny bone."
"Maybe." The blitz master said and stopped what he was doing joinging Locke in the grass. "Aaahhh." He sighed refreshingly and closed his eyes. They were both about to drift off when they heard coughing in the distance and a casually said swear. Both of the mens eyes snapped open and they turned their heads. "You heard it too?" Sabin asked Locke and the theif nodded standing up.
The two of them ran over to the lands edge where the ocean started to come up at and at the very sight of the mop of white hair they knew who the voice belonged too. "Setzer!?" Locke said and Sabin came up by the gamblers side as he turned himself to a sitting position on the grass. "He's gone...." The man said in a flat tone.
"Who's gone?" Sabin asked putting a hand on his shoulder. "The blackjack." The two men let out a loud sigh of relief and bitterness for worrying them even a little. "Thanks for caring, really I'm fine." Setzer said sarcastically and they laughed patting him on the shoulder. "It's not that." The thief said and looked out into the ocean. "It's just that you always crash that thing and you always act as though it's the end of the world but then you get it back, so why worry?"
Setzer looked at him and blinked. "Becaaause it's at the bottom of the bloody ocean." He answered grabbing his hair into a ponytail and squeezed it out. "What happened, exactly?" Sabin asked standing up and giving him a hand to do the same.
"Well," the gambler started, "I was asleep and had this really horrible dream that my ship was on fire when I was making dinner next thing you know I wake up and my ship really is on fire." His head drooped downward. "I'd like to know how that fire got started in the first place?"
"Do you think maybe you left the stove on all night?" Locke threw out an explaination as to why there might have been a fire. "The heat could have ignited the wood."
"No, I'm pretty sure it was off, besides that I was in and out of the kitchen before I went to bed and none of them were on."
Sabin scratched his chin and said. "Maybe someone snuck on board and did it? It wouldn't be the first time some one's tried to kill us." He then added. "And with you letting on any random stranger to gamble in your casino well I don't know what else to say...." the blitz master trailed off, but Setzer shook his head to even that- although it would make sense.
"No one was on my ship yesterday I was flying around the whole time, I even left it in the air when I was going to sleep." Locke raised a hand and slapped him between the shoulder blades and grinned. "Don't hang your head just yet, old man." He said cheerfully.
"Why not?" The gambler asked. "Because Edgar has a set of armed fork lifts that are controlled by levers...." he saw their blank expressions. "Figaro Sea isn't that deep it can reach in and get your ship easy."
Setzer's face suddenly brightened at the sound of that and he threw his soggy wet arms around the thiefs shoulders making a squishy sound. "Aaahh," Locke was making little noises of protest to the hug because even though it was sunny outside it was still a windy day and he had on thin clothes. When the gambler backed away saying, "Thank you Locke, I'll owe you one."
"Well, he is my brother." Sabin was saying wanting a reward too. Sezter just laughed and ran off towards Figaro castle. "Wait!" Locke said remembering that Edgar was in a meeting. "Setzer wait!" Sabin called and they ran after him.
Somewhere in Thamasa. Terra is visiting Relm for the day and the little girl took them outside to draw the flowers growing in the town. Relm's was beautifully done with color and life but Terra's just looked like a drawn piece of crumpled paper but she smiled down at it.
"How's this?" She asked the young artist, and she looked over at it. "Hmm, if you have a day job you'd better keep it cause that thing is the pits." She replied but smiled to let her know it was all in fun.
"Hmm, maybe you're right?" The esper girl held the drawing up and turned it side ways. "It definitly looks better this way." She said mostly to herself and grabbed a blue paint brush to color the- self loved masterpiece in.
"I wonder what Edgar and the other guys are up too?" Relm said holding her drawing up and smiling at it. "Another work of art, Claudia will love it." Claudia was Relms legal guardian in the village she lived below them and after her friends had helped the woman out when her home was on fire how could she say no- of course Relm is still living in her old home she's just looked in on to make sure everything is ok.
"Edgar said there's a luncheon at the castle once the meeting is over. Setzer said he'd pick us up to go." Terra replied to a question she wasn't sure had even really been asked.
"Great, I'm gonna go get ready it's probably pretty close to the time already." She stood up brushing grass from her baggy pants and shirt then ran off towards the house, glad to have an excuse to get away from Terra; she liked her all right but she was never really used to having female friends even though she'd been living with Celest for six weeks when she was doing a painting for Owtzer in Jidoor. Celest had been living in Kohlingen so going back and fourth by bird was no problem for the girl but now the ex-general was living in Doma castle with Cyan.
Terra saw a breeze pick up and frowned that she couldn't feel it at first then she stood up and walked outside of the town and looked up at the sky to see if she could see the blackjack coming. 'I wonder where he could be? He's usually early.'
~ ~ ~
Back in Figaro. The three men arrive at the castle and the guards greet them saying. "Good afternoon prince Sabin and Locke." They nodded to Setzer whom they didn't really know to well and he nodded back getting an akward glance at the fact that he was still wet some.
When they walked into the castle a large group of men were being escorted out past them with Edgar rounding them up from behind. "Thank you for a lovely meeting gentlemen do come by again." He said and they waved good bye waiting for their moble Chocobo transferer called a Carriage- they were very popular now a days.
"I hope you two have learned your lessons about throwing food." Edgar said to Locke and Sabin the second he turned to them. "Of course we did." Sabin said grinning as though he meant he learned his lesson for the afternoon and the evening was a different story. "Setzer, what the devil happened to you?" He asked looking him over.
"My ship had to make a crash landing into the ocean to put the fire out, I'll explain later but right now I need to ask you for a favor," he said and Edgar raised an eye brow. "Go ahead."
"Locke says you have some armed crane lifts that can get the blackjack out of the water and I was wondering if I could borrow them?" He asked and Edgar nodded. "Sure, I'll have my men help you out there with them, but I myself can't opperate it because I have to host luncheon today."
"I understand." Setzer said turning to leave the castle. "Hang on Setz' I'll help you." The blitz specialist said going out the door with him waving a hand over his shoulder to Locke and his brother.
"Looks like it's just you and me for a while." Edgar said smiling at Locke and leaned in to kiss him. "Mmmh." The theif moaned into his mouth placing his hands into his prince's hair. "You know," Edgar was saying as he backed them to the door. "cooks not in yet, so we'll have the kitchen all to ourselves."
Locke ran his tongue across the king's moving lips and smiled. "Then what are we waiting for?" He said and they broke away long enough to go into the castles kitchen area.