fic: bandages
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bonnefoisgee, thanks a lot livejournal for logging me out and making me lose this huge list of stuff I found to rec >(. Assholes. Anyways, I'll do it tomorrow, I'm too tired now.
and fic
Title: Bandages
Series: Fire Emblem 10
January fifth / emotions and hunches
Character/pairing: light Edward/Leonardo could probably be considered gen or friendship
Rating PG for a bit of violence.
Word count: 668
A/N: J-fen adore these two. I gave about the time I read in their instruction manual bios, and it said and it said that Leonardo is constantly nagging Edward about being careful, and I went LOLWIFEMARRIED! Thanks be to Ammy for copying down a base convo for me~
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Edward gripped his sword tighter as warrior edged in closer. He dodged the first clumsy axe swing with ease, and sunk his blade deep into the flesh of the warrior. Once, twice– He dodged the second attempt at a blow of the axeman and hit the third and fourth time until his opponent fell to the ground, twitching in the last throws of death.
The sun was too bright today. It reflected off of iron and steel, and made it difficult to see straight. It was odd weather for Daein, a country used to storms and snow and grey, grey skies.
They were spread out, a handful against hundreds. He wiped the sweat from his brow, and felt a smear of blood, not his own.
Bodies littered the ground around him, and in the distance he could see the silver of Micaiah’s hair. Out even further was a flash of green, Sothe. Aran and Nolan and Laura all farther out. Leonardo was the only one closest, he’d followed after when Edward had gone off to take the left side of the field; he cited it as sheer recklessness to go alone without any backup at all.
From the corner of his eye, he saw a soldier headed towards Leonardo, whose back was turned, aiming a flurry of arrows at another lance user. Without a thought, Edward hurtled forward, sword drawn out like another extension of his arm. With both hands on the hilt he slashed as the soldier raised the spear, poised to thrust into the space between Leonardo’s shoulder blades.
The solder turned his attention to Edward instead. He countered, raking the spear against his right arm. Edward cringed in pain, but struck again before the soldier could attack again, sword scraping against metal plates, into soft skin. The soldier gasped, grunted and fell to the ground. Edward withdrew his blade, his arm throbbing.
“Edward!”
“Heh, we got them, didn’t we, Leonardo?”
Edward leaned on his sword, a gash ran down along the length of his right arm, dying his brown shirt a deep red.
“Hold still.”
Leonardo, as calmly as possible circumstances would allow, ripped off a strip from his shirt and bandaged the wound, applying the last drops from a vulnerary, his last one.
“This should stop the bleeding until we can join with the others again.”
“Phht, it’s not my sword arm, I’m not afraid, I’ll just cut through any reinforcements that come my way!” Edward said.
“Edward. This isn’t a game – this isn’t like the training we used to do. You shouldn’t be so reckless,” Leonardo said.
“You’re always so serious, Leonardo! C’mon, lighten up. Your problem is that you’re always thinking too much. I know that with you here, watching my back we’ll be fine. If anyone tries to attack you, I’ll protect you – Just like we always promised,” Edward said.
Leonardo closed his eyes “And I’ll try too. But we’re just two people.”
“But that’s enough, right? When we work together, we’ll be unstoppable, just you see!”
The odds were astronomical, for them, for all of the Dawn Brigade, and yet...even one in a thousandth chance was still a chance.
“I think if we take this path, we should be able to avoid most of the forces until we regroup with the others,” Leonardo said, “Here, lean on me. It’ll be easier on your wound that way.”
“Geez, it’s just an arm wound, Leonardo, I can walk just fine.”
But he still took the offered hand, leaning on Leonardo’s slim shoulders.
and fic
Title: Bandages
Series: Fire Emblem 10
January fifth / emotions and hunches
Character/pairing: light Edward/Leonardo could probably be considered gen or friendship
Rating PG for a bit of violence.
Word count: 668
A/N: J-fen adore these two. I gave about the time I read in their instruction manual bios, and it said and it said that Leonardo is constantly nagging Edward about being careful, and I went LOLWIFEMARRIED! Thanks be to Ammy for copying down a base convo for me~
.
Edward gripped his sword tighter as warrior edged in closer. He dodged the first clumsy axe swing with ease, and sunk his blade deep into the flesh of the warrior. Once, twice– He dodged the second attempt at a blow of the axeman and hit the third and fourth time until his opponent fell to the ground, twitching in the last throws of death.
The sun was too bright today. It reflected off of iron and steel, and made it difficult to see straight. It was odd weather for Daein, a country used to storms and snow and grey, grey skies.
They were spread out, a handful against hundreds. He wiped the sweat from his brow, and felt a smear of blood, not his own.
Bodies littered the ground around him, and in the distance he could see the silver of Micaiah’s hair. Out even further was a flash of green, Sothe. Aran and Nolan and Laura all farther out. Leonardo was the only one closest, he’d followed after when Edward had gone off to take the left side of the field; he cited it as sheer recklessness to go alone without any backup at all.
From the corner of his eye, he saw a soldier headed towards Leonardo, whose back was turned, aiming a flurry of arrows at another lance user. Without a thought, Edward hurtled forward, sword drawn out like another extension of his arm. With both hands on the hilt he slashed as the soldier raised the spear, poised to thrust into the space between Leonardo’s shoulder blades.
The solder turned his attention to Edward instead. He countered, raking the spear against his right arm. Edward cringed in pain, but struck again before the soldier could attack again, sword scraping against metal plates, into soft skin. The soldier gasped, grunted and fell to the ground. Edward withdrew his blade, his arm throbbing.
“Edward!”
“Heh, we got them, didn’t we, Leonardo?”
Edward leaned on his sword, a gash ran down along the length of his right arm, dying his brown shirt a deep red.
“Hold still.”
Leonardo, as calmly as possible circumstances would allow, ripped off a strip from his shirt and bandaged the wound, applying the last drops from a vulnerary, his last one.
“This should stop the bleeding until we can join with the others again.”
“Phht, it’s not my sword arm, I’m not afraid, I’ll just cut through any reinforcements that come my way!” Edward said.
“Edward. This isn’t a game – this isn’t like the training we used to do. You shouldn’t be so reckless,” Leonardo said.
“You’re always so serious, Leonardo! C’mon, lighten up. Your problem is that you’re always thinking too much. I know that with you here, watching my back we’ll be fine. If anyone tries to attack you, I’ll protect you – Just like we always promised,” Edward said.
Leonardo closed his eyes “And I’ll try too. But we’re just two people.”
“But that’s enough, right? When we work together, we’ll be unstoppable, just you see!”
The odds were astronomical, for them, for all of the Dawn Brigade, and yet...even one in a thousandth chance was still a chance.
“I think if we take this path, we should be able to avoid most of the forces until we regroup with the others,” Leonardo said, “Here, lean on me. It’ll be easier on your wound that way.”
“Geez, it’s just an arm wound, Leonardo, I can walk just fine.”
But he still took the offered hand, leaning on Leonardo’s slim shoulders.
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