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FFIV & FFX-2: Discomfort
Fandom: Final Fantasy IV & Final Fantasy X-2
Pairing: Gippal/Edge
Warnings: Crossover
Rating: G
Summary: First meeting. Timeline here.
"Gippal!"
He laughs to see Nhadala there waiting for him, scowling as usual and with a hand on her hip. She shakes her hair out of her eyes and pushes her goggles up out of the way as he hops off the Celsius, waving his thanks to Brother for the lift. Brother was scowling over it, no doubt, but Buddy was a good guy and he'd offered the lift.
"You've been away so long," she scolds, and rolls her eyes when he hugs her.
"And I'm sure you've managed everything beautifully. Anything new you want me to check up?"
"There is something..."
She stops walking, so he stops too, turning to her and raising an eyebrow. "What? Is there something dangerous you want me to go poke or something? 'Cause if there's something, let me -- "
"I'm not sure if he's dangerous."
"Blunt enough. What's going on?"
"There's... a man. He calls himself Edge. He just... turned up in the desert one day. Didn't know much about who he was or where he was from, and yet... he seemed to know something, but not want to tell us. He doesn't know anything about the desert, so we kept him with us, but," she shrugs, "he's making people uncomfortable."
"I'll take him back to Djose with me, then. But where is he? I'd kind of like to talk to him."
"He's in that tent over there. Once you've spoken to him, get your butt back here."
"Planning to work me to death already?"
"You know I'm always out to spoil your fun."
Gippal laughs and pulls away from her, turning immediately toward the tent. He doesn't get a word of what the woman had been going on about. Some guy had turned up in the desert and he was making people feel uncomfortable? What?
He ducks into the tent and blinks immediately, and starts to feel he knows exactly what she meant.
"Hi," the man says, sitting up. His eyes take in Gippal at a glance, while Gippal looks him over. He's wearing the strangest clothes, clothes that are definitely not current fashion in Bevelle or very good protection in the desert. "My name is Edge."
"Gippal," he says, a little weakly, holding his hand out to shake.
Pairing: Gippal/Edge
Warnings: Crossover
Rating: G
Summary: First meeting. Timeline here.
"Gippal!"
He laughs to see Nhadala there waiting for him, scowling as usual and with a hand on her hip. She shakes her hair out of her eyes and pushes her goggles up out of the way as he hops off the Celsius, waving his thanks to Brother for the lift. Brother was scowling over it, no doubt, but Buddy was a good guy and he'd offered the lift.
"You've been away so long," she scolds, and rolls her eyes when he hugs her.
"And I'm sure you've managed everything beautifully. Anything new you want me to check up?"
"There is something..."
She stops walking, so he stops too, turning to her and raising an eyebrow. "What? Is there something dangerous you want me to go poke or something? 'Cause if there's something, let me -- "
"I'm not sure if he's dangerous."
"Blunt enough. What's going on?"
"There's... a man. He calls himself Edge. He just... turned up in the desert one day. Didn't know much about who he was or where he was from, and yet... he seemed to know something, but not want to tell us. He doesn't know anything about the desert, so we kept him with us, but," she shrugs, "he's making people uncomfortable."
"I'll take him back to Djose with me, then. But where is he? I'd kind of like to talk to him."
"He's in that tent over there. Once you've spoken to him, get your butt back here."
"Planning to work me to death already?"
"You know I'm always out to spoil your fun."
Gippal laughs and pulls away from her, turning immediately toward the tent. He doesn't get a word of what the woman had been going on about. Some guy had turned up in the desert and he was making people feel uncomfortable? What?
He ducks into the tent and blinks immediately, and starts to feel he knows exactly what she meant.
"Hi," the man says, sitting up. His eyes take in Gippal at a glance, while Gippal looks him over. He's wearing the strangest clothes, clothes that are definitely not current fashion in Bevelle or very good protection in the desert. "My name is Edge."
"Gippal," he says, a little weakly, holding his hand out to shake.
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