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everlastingsoul) wrote2005-12-15 04:17 am
everlastingsoul) wrote2005-12-15 04:17 am
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And another drabble...
Title: Before Sleep
Fandom: Suikoden III
Characters: Albert, George, Elisa Silverberg
Prompt: He/His/Him
Word Count: 310
Rating: No warnings
Author's Notes: Haven’t finished Suikoden Tactics yet, so if Graska and/or Kooluk somehow doesn’t exist by the end of the game, I don’t know about it yet. ^^;; Another mindless [and short] moment in time, this time during the family's time in the Island Nations. Following the points made in "Those That Were Deserted," George takes his family to the Island Nations and Kooluk and stays there until the Toran Liberation War is over.
Started: December 13, 2005
Finished: December 15, 2005 (3 AM)
“This is Graska, the capital of the Kooluk Empire. Gorgeous, isn’t it?”
Albert blinked sleepily as he rested in his father’s arms, his head pillowed on his father’s shoulder. The world was a mass of whirling gold and marble, large and foreboding and completely unknown to him.
Of course, Albert was only a child -- only a baby of two years. He was more interested in how comfortably he could be carried than how grandiose the architecture of the large city was. Toddling around had proven to be incredibly tiring, and it was no wonder that he was slipping in and out of dreamland.
“It’s certainly different.” His mother had carried him immediately after he had finished toddling, but had surrendered him to his father when her arms began to tire. “The buildings are much larger here than Gregminster.”
“Size doesn’t necessarily equal power.” There was a smile to his father’s voice, and Albert dimly clutched at the soft leather of his father’s coat with his small hands. “Is there anything you would like to see?”
“An inn, perhaps? Albert’s already dozing.” Albert shifted his head to aim his bleary gaze at his mother, who smiled and sweetly kissed his hair. “Almost dozing. Do you want to go to bed, honey?”
He mumbled and rubbed his cheek against his father’s coat, sniffing as something soft and warm fell over his head and shoulders -- his father’s scarf. Finding the cotton scarf more comfortable than what he presently held onto, the child balled up what material he could reach and burrowed his hands into it.
“Hm… We should get him his own; he’s growing too attached to mine,” his father chuckled, stroking his son’s hair through the dark scarf.
“When we go home,” promised his mother. Her amusement was apparent in her joyful lilt even as his awareness dipped into dreamless slumber.
Fandom: Suikoden III
Characters: Albert, George, Elisa Silverberg
Prompt: He/His/Him
Word Count: 310
Rating: No warnings
Author's Notes: Haven’t finished Suikoden Tactics yet, so if Graska and/or Kooluk somehow doesn’t exist by the end of the game, I don’t know about it yet. ^^;; Another mindless [and short] moment in time, this time during the family's time in the Island Nations. Following the points made in "Those That Were Deserted," George takes his family to the Island Nations and Kooluk and stays there until the Toran Liberation War is over.
Started: December 13, 2005
Finished: December 15, 2005 (3 AM)
“This is Graska, the capital of the Kooluk Empire. Gorgeous, isn’t it?”
Albert blinked sleepily as he rested in his father’s arms, his head pillowed on his father’s shoulder. The world was a mass of whirling gold and marble, large and foreboding and completely unknown to him.
Of course, Albert was only a child -- only a baby of two years. He was more interested in how comfortably he could be carried than how grandiose the architecture of the large city was. Toddling around had proven to be incredibly tiring, and it was no wonder that he was slipping in and out of dreamland.
“It’s certainly different.” His mother had carried him immediately after he had finished toddling, but had surrendered him to his father when her arms began to tire. “The buildings are much larger here than Gregminster.”
“Size doesn’t necessarily equal power.” There was a smile to his father’s voice, and Albert dimly clutched at the soft leather of his father’s coat with his small hands. “Is there anything you would like to see?”
“An inn, perhaps? Albert’s already dozing.” Albert shifted his head to aim his bleary gaze at his mother, who smiled and sweetly kissed his hair. “Almost dozing. Do you want to go to bed, honey?”
He mumbled and rubbed his cheek against his father’s coat, sniffing as something soft and warm fell over his head and shoulders -- his father’s scarf. Finding the cotton scarf more comfortable than what he presently held onto, the child balled up what material he could reach and burrowed his hands into it.
“Hm… We should get him his own; he’s growing too attached to mine,” his father chuckled, stroking his son’s hair through the dark scarf.
“When we go home,” promised his mother. Her amusement was apparent in her joyful lilt even as his awareness dipped into dreamless slumber.
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Well done, as always.
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Positively adorable.
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Muahahaha.
Very cute, Ana. ^^ Makes me remember when you used to RP him as "Alby" with me and Tuts. Gawd, I miss those days.. Remember how Tuta would run around with the signs and stick Albert in his medical bag? XD
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Where in the name of all things sacred do you get those icons? Ye gods!
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pervertedtwisted sense of humor. ... I think it's mostly the humor. :Dno subject
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I tend to think of Sasarai as an ungendered individual, but his association with a female element and tendency to giggle certainly don't make his maleness apparent. I constantly worry that his friendship with Futch is getting too slashy and it's gotten to the point where Yuber is making jokes about Sasarai being the mother of Albert's children. In my head, I mean. And by that I mean fic.
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My views on Sasarai are complicated, right down to gender. I sometimes see him as girly, and other times not. Regardless, I enjoy writing interaction between him and children, and think he'd make a wonderful parent. ^^; It's somewhat easy to put him into a maternal sort of role.
As for slash, I've never found it to be a big deal when I've written him, but that might just be me again. :D; I'm of the opinion that it'd take someone a lot of effort to even get through the invisable walls he's got up around himself, and if they managed to pull that off, gender would probably be the last concern he had about it at that point. So -if- it's done with enough care, I can see him with a male. ... Except Luc. There's just no possible way anyone will ever be capable of justifying Luc/Sasarai to me.
And I'll shush now, because I'm probably rambling off again. Bad habit, you see.
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At least we still have the memories, yes? ^^
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It's true that we have memories, but memories are never as good as the people I don't talk to anymore. Oh well.
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And trust me, I know what you mean. :/
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:(
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