Gears of a Twisted Mind
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+S through Z › Star Ocean 2
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
Views:
1,526
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2
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I do not own Star Ocean 2, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
And They All Fall Down
CHAPTER FIVE: AND THEY ALL FALL DOWN
As expected, the Inn was as welcoming as she remembered it. The Inn keeper had been preoccupied when she entered, and the moment she was noticed, the keeper offered up an entire wave of apologies for keeping her waiting. Nel had almost forgotten how their ‘hero’ status was respected now the war was over.
A few minutes of talking and a little Gil exchange earned her one comfortable room for the night. She had been tempted to get the same room they had always used during there adventure, but she knew it held to many memories, and she would never sleep.
So, she settled for a similar room with a plush mattress and modest, but elegant furnishings. Walking into her room, she let the door click shut behind her before letting out a large sigh. She was exhausted. Albel was already wearing on her nerves and it had only been one day! It had been easier during there adventure because they had been surrounded by other, and not alone. But now all they had was each others company. How was she going to manage with this?
At the thought of the arrogant fighter, the uneasy feeling she had felt only moments ago when they parted ways returned. She squinted her face for a moment, leaning with her back against the door, and her eyes closed. She hated these little notions she always got when something bad was going to happen. To be honest, she knew she never should have let a hot tempered Albel loose on an unsuspecting Peterny. Especially where she knew he was heading. No doubt he had been making his way to the shady tavern in the east side of town. Letting out another large sigh, she gave one quick longing glance at the inviting bed, and turned quickly out the door.
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“Stupid wench” Albel muttered to himself as he turned on his heel and parted from the red haired woman, but he knew his insult had been lost to the crowed.
‘Honestly, what had that old man been thinking?’ he seethed to himself as he made his way absently to the surprisingly familiar tavern. The crimson warrior had not even really done anything worthy of such anger yet, but just her mere presence was enough to put him into a bad mood. He never could put his finger on why, but he never spared that fact much thought. He just settled on the explanation that he hated her, and that was all he needed to know.
By the time he reached the tavern, His mood had only soured, and got even worse, if at all possible, when he spotted who was seated at the bar.
Sitting there, with that annoying grin on his face and a cocky attitude was none other then his former comrade, Cliff. He was obviously drunk by the faint rose color on his cheeks, and Albel was surprised he could still see with the glazed look in his eyes.
He should have left right there. He should have turned around and made his way off to a closed in place where he would be able to control his anger. But then again, he was also already angry, and a fight with this worm was just what he wanted.
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It was strange how it happened. She had walked into the pub just in time to see Albel talking none too kindly to a stupefied Cliff. A few seconds later, and they were throwing punches and slashing anything in there way to get to one another. A few people were running out of the pub, others were either scared stiff or to drunk to care. Because everything happened so fast, it was a few seconds before Nel registered what was happening, and before she could intervene, Cliff had thrown one well placed punch into Albel’s jaw and sent him crashing into a near by table, smashing it into bits.
“Albel!” his name escaped her lips before she could stop it, and Cliff turned his drunken face towards her. For a few moments, no one did anything. Albel lay still on the floor, more then not unconscious. Cliff swayed slightly, trying his best to focus on the red haired woman in front of him, and Nel simply stood glued to the spot, shock only now wearing off.
She knew he would get into trouble, but did it have to be with him?
Before she had another chance to react, cliff stumbled past her and out of the tavern, almost knocking her over in the process. Glancing at the swinging door he left in his wake, she returned her attention to Albel, who still wasn’t moving.
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AN: well, there is chapter five. I hope the action picked up a little in here, I know it was kind of dry before. Sorry for all of you cliff fans, I didn’t mean to knock him or anything; it just seemed he was perfect for this little part. No hard feelings? Ill try to have the next chapter soon, but I make no promises. Until next time, Ja Ne.
As expected, the Inn was as welcoming as she remembered it. The Inn keeper had been preoccupied when she entered, and the moment she was noticed, the keeper offered up an entire wave of apologies for keeping her waiting. Nel had almost forgotten how their ‘hero’ status was respected now the war was over.
A few minutes of talking and a little Gil exchange earned her one comfortable room for the night. She had been tempted to get the same room they had always used during there adventure, but she knew it held to many memories, and she would never sleep.
So, she settled for a similar room with a plush mattress and modest, but elegant furnishings. Walking into her room, she let the door click shut behind her before letting out a large sigh. She was exhausted. Albel was already wearing on her nerves and it had only been one day! It had been easier during there adventure because they had been surrounded by other, and not alone. But now all they had was each others company. How was she going to manage with this?
At the thought of the arrogant fighter, the uneasy feeling she had felt only moments ago when they parted ways returned. She squinted her face for a moment, leaning with her back against the door, and her eyes closed. She hated these little notions she always got when something bad was going to happen. To be honest, she knew she never should have let a hot tempered Albel loose on an unsuspecting Peterny. Especially where she knew he was heading. No doubt he had been making his way to the shady tavern in the east side of town. Letting out another large sigh, she gave one quick longing glance at the inviting bed, and turned quickly out the door.
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“Stupid wench” Albel muttered to himself as he turned on his heel and parted from the red haired woman, but he knew his insult had been lost to the crowed.
‘Honestly, what had that old man been thinking?’ he seethed to himself as he made his way absently to the surprisingly familiar tavern. The crimson warrior had not even really done anything worthy of such anger yet, but just her mere presence was enough to put him into a bad mood. He never could put his finger on why, but he never spared that fact much thought. He just settled on the explanation that he hated her, and that was all he needed to know.
By the time he reached the tavern, His mood had only soured, and got even worse, if at all possible, when he spotted who was seated at the bar.
Sitting there, with that annoying grin on his face and a cocky attitude was none other then his former comrade, Cliff. He was obviously drunk by the faint rose color on his cheeks, and Albel was surprised he could still see with the glazed look in his eyes.
He should have left right there. He should have turned around and made his way off to a closed in place where he would be able to control his anger. But then again, he was also already angry, and a fight with this worm was just what he wanted.
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It was strange how it happened. She had walked into the pub just in time to see Albel talking none too kindly to a stupefied Cliff. A few seconds later, and they were throwing punches and slashing anything in there way to get to one another. A few people were running out of the pub, others were either scared stiff or to drunk to care. Because everything happened so fast, it was a few seconds before Nel registered what was happening, and before she could intervene, Cliff had thrown one well placed punch into Albel’s jaw and sent him crashing into a near by table, smashing it into bits.
“Albel!” his name escaped her lips before she could stop it, and Cliff turned his drunken face towards her. For a few moments, no one did anything. Albel lay still on the floor, more then not unconscious. Cliff swayed slightly, trying his best to focus on the red haired woman in front of him, and Nel simply stood glued to the spot, shock only now wearing off.
She knew he would get into trouble, but did it have to be with him?
Before she had another chance to react, cliff stumbled past her and out of the tavern, almost knocking her over in the process. Glancing at the swinging door he left in his wake, she returned her attention to Albel, who still wasn’t moving.
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AN: well, there is chapter five. I hope the action picked up a little in here, I know it was kind of dry before. Sorry for all of you cliff fans, I didn’t mean to knock him or anything; it just seemed he was perfect for this little part. No hard feelings? Ill try to have the next chapter soon, but I make no promises. Until next time, Ja Ne.