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Fantasy Fire Emblem Divide: Larin x Seig



LARIN x SIEG

Time: Before Chapter 1
Location: Advancement Outpost, near Fort Castellum
Support Level: C

Participants: Corgi Corgi Reinhardt Reinhardt


It was the middle of the day. The camp was set a few moments ago, and pretty much everyone was busy securing the place - establishing perimeters, gathering food and water, some were accounting the battalion's supplies, etc.

In this unlikely settlement, Sieg could be found, idling around. He had done his fair share of daily work, carrying the supplies here and there, helping out in gathering firewood, and even cleaning up a few sections of their temporary base. After all the work from dawn until now, he sure has earned some time to rest, even in the middle of this gods-forsaken war.

Atop a tree stump, Sieg sat down. On his hand was an averagely-sized book, with its cover bearing the words "The Dangerous Art of the Arcane". His eyes scanned the pages, as he absorbed as much info as he can from such a source.

Surely, nothing could break his peaceful time alone. Right?
 

While Larin was annoyed as it is, the blazing hot sun overhead was making her even more agitated. She had been searching all day for someone suitable enough to escort her into the woods. From the moment she decided she wanted to find a certain flower to midday, her quest to find the perfect man to guard her had been futile.

Finally, after running around camp, trying to appease herself, she spotted a boy sitting on a tree trunk, occupying himself with a book. "He looks smart..." She thought, squinting her eyes at him, "But he's a bit short, isn't he? A little scrawny, too..." Rolling her eyes, she makes her way towards him, settling for someone that looked like he could at least carry her if she needed to be carried.

Standing directly in front of him, Larin waited for him to look up and ask her if she needed anything.

After a few seconds, she cleared her throat, looking around and trying her hardest not to look at the boy and act inconspicuous. Larin always had trouble asking for help from anyone. She always did things herself- but one thing she can't do is protect herself physically. She's small, weak, and fragile, anyone would be able to take advantage of her, and she couldn't allow that.

So when clearing her throat didn't work, she snatched the book from the boy's hand and tapped her foot, wrapping her arms across her chest, "Well...?" She asked, obviously annoyed, "Are you going to escort me?" She didn't ask anything, so the poor boy would be rightfully confused as to what he's escorting her to, but Larin thought it was pretty obvious. Boys need to be raised to be mind readers, right?
Reinhardt Reinhardt
 
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And just like that, his time in peace and quiet was over. His book was snatched away by some random girl, who seems to be demanding his accompaniment. Taking a better look at it, when these two are compared based on their looks, they would seem to be of the same age. Neither a bad thing, nor a good thing - since that would cause them to be most likely grouped together during various situations.

Well, actually it is a bad thing. For Sieg, that is. This is the first time he has seen, more specifically, met this girl, and she's already managed to ruin a good time for him.

"What."

That was the first word that came out of his mouth. Not a question asking who she is, nor asking the reason why he must escort her. Instead, it was a singular word that expressed the entire situation he had gotten in - an unexpected turn of event that will most likely send his day spiraling down the drain.

The young lad rose from his seat, and stared at the girl with sheer indifference.

"Please give me the book back.", Sieg said.
 

The look of absolute horror that was present on Larin's expression was priceless. Gasping dramatically at the boy's complete naiveness, "Do you know who I am?!" She yelled, tightening the grip on the boy's book, "I am giving you a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity here and you are making me regret my decision! However," She cleared her throat, getting her voice down to a normal level, "I will let it pass this time, seeing as we all make mistakes... Even I." Larin admitted sorrowfully, popping up back to her obnoxious self.

"Back to business- You can't get your book back until you escort me properly and make sure I don't die." She said, holding his book up in the air as she started her way towards the woods, taunting him with his book, hoping he would finally come along so she wouldn't have to actually ask for help.

Reinhardt Reinhardt
 
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The girl's reaction was unexpected. She demonstrated a very clear and loud regard for herself, as if she is some highly respected military officer, or perhaps a renowned noble above Sieg's lowly rank as a member of the Alliance of Fire. If that did not say anything about her, the way she perceives herself, the way she talks, and most importantly, her manner of clothing speaks of over-exaggerated self-respect.

Well, that is how Sieg sees her - a heavily self-centered woman that most definitely is going to be a big annoyance to him.

Without any given moment to speak, Sieg was left in the dust by the girl, dragging along his book with her as she headed deep into the woods.

The young lad sighed, and followed her in silent frustration.
 

Larin glanced behind her, a small appreciative smile on her face when she realized he was not fighting. Clearing her throat, she looked over the book, "'The Dangerous Art of the Arcane', huh?" She mumbled, glancing back at him again, starting to feel a bit bad for taking his book while he was studying, but she forced her hand and put his book in a satchel she had. The girl understood he wasn't doing this out of kindness, but out of the need to get his possession back.

Folding her arms, she continued walking at a brisk pace, wanting to say something to thank him, "You're lucky for me to have chose you, and... smart to have chosen to come along!" She said, her face flushed, "You did it!" She thought, half pumping her fist in the air at the achievement of complimenting someone.

"A-Anyways," She demurred, unsure if she should continue on, "We're looking for a certain flower. It's purple and the petals are tipped down to make it look like a dress of sorts- A-And I know I can't enchant with them but I want to try!" She glanced back at him, trying to make sure she didn't say the wrong thing to make him think of her as odd before looking back at the ground to search.

When she was back at Dinnese, she had taken a botany class as her science. There aren't many plants in Dinne... at all... but that was why she was compelled to learn about them. Even if she pretended not to listen in class, she had recorded the session and watched it later, not wanting to ruin her reputation.
Reinhardt Reinhardt
 
Sieg would have spoken about his book, and how it is a necessity to him, but it seems that such would be nothing but wasted effort. After all, this girl is already swarmed with the task of talking about herself and how superior she is, and engaging her in some intellectual conversation would be nothing but a big burden for her. Hence, Sieg simply remained quiet.

As the two walked around in the forest, the girl continued to talk, though this time, it was about the task at hand and not her oh-so-great self. Apparently, she was looking for some strange, purple flower with reversed petals for her enchantment trials. And Sieg must help her to simply get his book back.

Minutes in, Sieg halted in his tracks, and knelt down, after seeing a dried petal with a faded color that seems to be of purple descent.

"Hmm.", he said, as he examined the said petal, which unfortunately crumbled in his hands after mere seconds. Thinking that it was what the girl was looking for, he went east of their current direction, passing through a bush and entering a secluded part of the forest in the process.
 

Oblivious to the lack of the boy's presence, she searched and talked, quickly becoming annoyed about the fact that he wasn't saying anything, "Look, if you're not going to indulge in a great conversation, you might as well be g-" Quickly turning around, her frustration disappeared as she noticed that the boy was, "g-gone..."

Larin had felt alone in her life before, many times, but she felt more alone than she did at the point. The trees felt bigger and larger, more ominous than they felt a second ago. Everything was darker and she suddenly felt scared. Holding her breath, she tried to hear anything that might indicate that the boy may still be around, maybe she had just gotten separated from him. Maybe he didn't actually leave.

But all hope was lost when she heard nothing. No footsteps, no leaves crunching, nothing. The silence engulfed her as she slowly shut down, fear taking over her and tears pricked her eyes. She didn't know what to do. The direction that she came in was lost as she started to panic, so she was stranded.

Suddenly, she heard branches breaking, slowly coming closer and closer. Larin covered her face with her hands, hoping that whatever it was would leave her alone.
 
As Sieg entered the secluded part of the forest, a wonderful, yet concerning sight welcomed him. Different colors swarmed his sight, each coming from a specific leaf, petal, flower, or even the trunk of a tree. However, on the ground were those who got the short end of the stick - broken twigs, dried leaves and petals, even dead creatures and even stains of blood. Perhaps a battle was taken here, or perhaps this was simply the effect of the Monolith.

It only caused Sieg to be lost in his thoughts for a short moment. If the effects of the Monolith were truly harmful, then why must one hesitate in using the Fire Emblem? It had saved them once before, and it will save them again. Even if it shall cost them, then they shall pay the price in full. As his master always said, "every action has a consequence that one must face head on". They should not fear for what is to come, for they have survived it once, and they will do so again. The only need the confidence they once had, and the iron will that they so desperately need.

Still pandering, Sieg took a step forward, only to hear the loud cracking noise that he produced by crushing a broken and withered twig. This caused him to look on the ground, where he was brought back to the topic at hand - the strange-shaped purple flower. Various dried petals belonging to it were scattered on the ground, but there was a pattern.

Most of them came from the west, hence, he headed to the said direction. After a while, he finally found it.

One a sole bush were a number of budding flowers, and a few fully grown ones. Just like the girl earlier had said, these flowers were purple, and had their petals tipped down, which made it look much like a dress. Well, what do you know, she actually knows something other than proclaiming her superiority over others. Back to the matter at hand, Sieg took two of them, since he didn't really want to take it all, and let the bush be left with no grown flower.

The young lad, then, moved onward, passing yet again through a wall-like bush. As he exited the secluded area, he was welcomed by a rather strange sight - the girl, who once was so proud of herself, was covering her face like she was ashamed or afraid. Or even crying. Sieg almost chuckled upon seeing this, but simply decided to shrug it off with a silent huff.

He, then, approached the girl and gently tapped her shoulder, notifying her of his presence. He lifted his other hand, which held the two flowers, as if presenting it to her.
 
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The tap on the shoulder was definitely not from a monster. It was gentle and showing that no harm was meant to come to her. Slowly uncovering her eyes and wiping away any tears, she looked up at the boy and felt joy- too much joy for someone she had just met. She wrapped her arms around him and felt a lot more secure. Maybe he actually was nice and didn't just do this for the book.

Quickly realizing that the boy was very quiet and most likely didn't like people touching him, she pulled away, recollecting herself and trying to hide her puffy eyes and blazing cheeks, "S-Sorry.." She mumbled, looking away from him until she noticed he was holding out something to her. Looking back, the purple flowers danced in the boy's hands and her face lit up with joy, grasping the flowers and looking over the delicate, veiny petals.

"Did you know that purple is most recognized as the royal color? It's funny to think that the name of the flower came because of the color of the petals, and the origin of the colors. The Purple Princess." She murmured, glancing up at the boy before getting a tad bit embarrassed about her geeking out. Clearing her throat, "A-Anyways, thank you... for the flowers..."

Taking a deep breath, she looked at the satchel and then the boy, taking the book out of the bag and holding it, "This is a good book, but I recommend 'Agtherian's Tomependium of Arcane Magic'. Even though I don't dabble in the art myself, it was very interesting to learn about it."

Handing the boy his book back, she left her hand forward for a handshake, "I'm Larin Maen, by the way. Who are you?"

 
What transpired after was something Sieg did not expect.

The girl welcomed him with a hug. Instead of nagging about why he left without a word, or something of that sort, that was what she did. Not knowing how to act, Sieg was dumb-founded. He stood there, as stiff as a tree. Until the girl pulled herself away from him. After a short moment of awkward silence, she was back on her former persona.

The girl began to talk about the flower as if she'd researched about it, then thanked him for the flowers he got without actually exerting much effort. After that, she returned his book, and left her hand reaching out for a handshake. Of course, it is common courtesy to accept such gestures.

And so he shook her hand, took the book with his free hand, and answered her inquiry.

"Sieg.", is all he said, before doing a quick handshake then removing his hand from hers.
 

Larin nodded at the boys' name, dropping her hand at her side, "Nice to meet you, Sieg." She replied, suddenly realizing that there wasn't anything else to say. A few long seconds passed and she quickly went into motion, going along the trail that she had gone along, "Well, I got what I came for, you have your book back, so we might as well head back to base." She shrugged, glancing back at Sieg again.

Maybe she wouldn't mind bugging him a little more from time to time.

 

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