realityshifted | ✭ mission oo2;;

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final fantasy vii (d1) zack fair

✭ mission oo2;;

[ so, about those eggs that have been popping up all over the plane. is it any surprise at all this this one right here just had to touch one? ( it shouldn't be. it really shouldn't be. and if it is, clearly you haven't interacted with him enough yet to get the big picture. )

so, yep. this is one ( 1 ) zack fair currently out at the beach, figuring sand is safe enough for what he has in mind. ( sand is always safe. you can't convince him otherwise. unless it gets up your nose and you end up sneezing up a storm, in which case it's not exactly unsafe so much as uncomfortable. )

his nadder is following him closely, peering up at him every so often as if expecting anything to happen at any moment, and once zack finally stops, he looks down at his dragon and smiles about as big as he's ever done in his entire life. ] Okay. You ready to try this out?

[ this little stunt is going to end up going into a manual entitled How Not To Use Materia at some point in the future, but for now, no one has to know. so!

he's still grinning when a small fireball launches itself toward the dragon, and – surprise! – it immediately tries to catch it, snapping at the air as it comes closer and ultimately fizzles out. ta-da, a new way to play catch with pets that would probably melt a tennis ball if you threw it at them.

he's pretty pleased with himself, all told – at least until his dragon decides it wants to spit a fireball back at him, and while he's more than used to dodging, he might just end up with some singed eyebrows if he's not careful. um. okay. wasn't expecting that. but! it's just a little fire.

anybody wanna come play with these goobers? ]

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[Menzies can't believe what she's seeing. no, actually, she can, even considering how little she knows about Zack--but she doesn't want to. because wow, talk about irresponsible and potentially dangerous. she's watching from a safe distance, one hand on her hip, when she decides to call attention to her presence]

You don't really go in for safe hobbies, do you?

[Fire, you say?

You are person number he-has-lost-count that's found themselves landed with a dragon, but hey, at least this guy seems to be having fun with it. He's grinning like mad as he watches the fireball volley, and once there's a small enough break in it, he even applauds.]

Dude, that's awesome!

[Dangerous? Psh! Here, Zack, have a fire-aligned bad influence.]

[ yep! fire!

zack is kind of really focused on not getting any part of his uniform singed, but when there's a break and he hears that applause, he looks up in the redhead's direction with probably the biggest grin anyone has ever seen on him.

( and he needs all the bad influences he can get, you know. don't you ever think he doesn't~ ) ]

Yeah? We're having fun with it. [ and here goes another little ball of fire that his dragon manages to actually snap at close enough to kill it.

or … eat it. whichever. ]

Not afraid of fire?

[ and zack really would have gone on not noticing her had she not chosen to speak up - which means that when she does, the surprise shows in his expression when he picks his head up, and he just grins at her like this is the most normal thing in the world that he could be doing. ]

What's the fun in safe? Besides, this isn't dangerous. [ seriously. it's just a dragon and a little bit of fire! ]

[she eyes the dragon, fully expecting it to let off another fireball at any moment] Oh really? Good to know.

[from this display, she might be starting to have second thoughts about asking him to teach her magic]

[ you really don't trust him, do you?

man, you don't even know.

as though sensing menzies' skepticism, zack's dragon briefly turns its attention to her, tilting its head to the side like it's actually contemplating her and the fact that she isn't so sure about what they're doing here. like how dare. ]

I'm just teaching her how to fetch! [ and at this, the little thing chirps at him, wiggling a little in anticipation. let's play more! ] Well … sorta. I mean, she's not a dog or anything, but this is pretty much the same thing.

[no, she really doesn't. and she trusts the dragon even less, so she just eyes it back]

[but then Zack jumps in with that amazing logic, and she turns her gaze on him, incredulous.] You think taking care of a dragon is the same thing as taking care of a dog?

[you know what? she doesn't think it's worth the breath to explain the number of levels on which that doesn't work. so instead, she just says:] ...you just keep telling yourself that, soldier.

[ hey, she's harmless, so don't take your speculation out on her. she's just a baby, after all!

also look, there are things far worse than dragons where he's from. likening this tiny little bundle of joy and sparks is probably the best thing he could do – i mean, he should tell you about gongagan mosquitoes sometime. and regale you with the tale of how he had to spend nearly an entire summer without pants because he fell asleep in a tree, got bitten by one and his leg swelled up to about twice its size.

yep. does it surprise you that happened? at all? ]

Sure, except dogs don't usually spit fire. Might be kinda cool if they did, though. I bet I could teach her how to sit if I tried …

[ looking back at his dragon, who seems impatient for another fireball to snap at – ] Can you sit? Sit for me?

[ … nope. but he gets a chirp from her for the effort! ]

["harmless" is not a word that Menzies is inclined to associate with anything that can breathe fire. and she could really do without such tales, too--she's little enough impressed by Zack already. so thankfully he doesn't talk about that. but at what he does say, her look is no less skeptical]

...yeah, good luck with that. [unable to help a bit of curiosity, though, she adds:] Do you even know what it eats?

[He watches that other little ball of fire, snickers when the dragon snaps at it and snuffs it out. Or eats it. You know, whichever actually just happened. And when that question comes, he gives a very, very amused hum, and that grin on his face takes a pretty damn devious turn.]

Not one bit.

[He holds out one hand, palm facing toward Zack, and mutters something under his breath. A ring of fire erupts to life around his fingers, crackling with energy as it spins.]

It's kinda my thing.

[ well, that's what you get for coming from a reality where things that breathe fire don't exist. when you're around that sort of thing on the regular, you kind of tend not to think about it – or, at the very least, that's just how he thinks about it.

and he also goes around pushing buttons for no good reason. buttons that probably shouldn't be pushed.

menzies can be as unimpressed with him as she wants. he's pretty proud of himself for having gotten this far with her. ( her, here, being the dragon. he knows he won't ever get very far with you. ) ]

Poultry. [ can't say chicken, unless we're talking baby chocobo here – and the thought of feeding a dragon bits of baby chocobo is not something he wants to think about. that's just cruel. ~~but dragons gotta eat, bb, sry 2 say.~~ ]

[ she probably ate it. who knows with this one. she's … kind of special. but he loves her anyway. ~~i have only just met you and i love you!~~

zack is pleased to meet someone here that isn't going to end up questioning everything he does – but then again, he hasn't met all that many people yet, and most of his interactions have been with menzies. who is still, as far as he knows, about as unimpressed with him as anyone can get.

probably even more so than angeal. and that's saying something.

that ring of fire appears, and he takes a moment to stare at it in slight awe, blue eyes going wide. ]

… Cool! So can you use magic, too? Or is it something else?

[ he's so excited! ]

[this is probably a good point, but it's not something she knows about, so it isn't a consideration for her. and he's probably very right about how far he's going to get with her, too--certainly under the current circumstances. try again later, maybe?]

Well, that's a start. Here's 'oping the Plane's stocked up for all these dragons.

[she's not sure what else to say. she's just really glad she didn't end up with a dragon of her own--though she still holds that she would handle it very differently if she ever did]

Just...be careful with that fire, all right? Don't exactly 'ave a fire department 'round 'ere.

[she has a feeling her warning is going to fall on deaf ears, but she has to try at least]

[~~dsfjdsfjkl yep you and that dragon will get along splendidly.~~

Eithan totally eats up the attention, his grin still wide and devious as he shakes the flames away with a nod.]

Yeah, magic. I'm a mage. High wizard, to be all official with titles and shit, but that doesn't really matter. My element's fire, and my focus is explosions. What about you? What's your magic like?

[He's gotta admit, he really likes hearing about how different magic is from world to world...]

( ~~you bet your booty.~~

but man oh man, somebody he can talk about magic to without having them look at him like he's suddenly grown a second and third head – and just look at how excited he is, that stupid-goofy grin all but splitting the bottom half of his face right in half. he might as well be bouncing in place. )

My magic's all tied up in Materia – concentrated little balls of Mako – uh, here, look – ( he holds out a hand and points to the glowing orbs placed strategically in recesses in his gloves. ) And since I'm only Second Class, I don't have access to a lot of spells yet, but I will soon.

( in other words, you've got one up on him because you can use your magic at will. it's all natural, and he's restricted, and that sucks. )

… Did you say your focus was explosions?

( oh no. )

[Eithan's glad to see him so excited! He's pretty excited himself, truth be told. Maybe not at the same "bouncing-in-place" level that Zack clearly is, but it doesn't matter.]

Materia? [

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[Eithan's glad to see him so excited! He's pretty excited himself, truth be told. Maybe not at the same "bouncing-in-place" level that Zack clearly is, but it doesn't matter.]

Materia? [<IHe looks, as directed. Hunh, so magic is an actual Thing, huh? Cool!] Ahh, gotcha! So you'll get more when you're promoted, or somethin'? That makes sense.

[Don't be jealous, man. You can at least withstand a blow. Eithan's v much a squishy mage type. :|

But oh, that question... He griiiins all over again, just as devious as before.]

Yep, explosions. If you ever want somethin' detonated? I'm your man.

( well, what else can you really expect from someone that is pretty much always operating in i've-had-too-much-caffeine mode without ever really having had caffeine to begin with …? gaia help you if you ever do give him the stuff, though – you're going to need to put him in a helmet, i'm pretty sure.

zack nods, bringing his hand back to his side. ) Yep! Which just means I need to work harder to get to First. ( and he's gonna do it, by golly. just wait until you see him coming around in that first class uniform. he'll be one fine-lookin' shut yo' mouth.

and don't worry, squishy mage. he'll protect you! if he doesn't end up taking the self-appointed position of plane bodyguard, i'll be immensely surprised. ~~must protect everyone, must make sure everyone is safe!!!~~

… and now he's back to practically bouncing in place. ) So if I were to ask for a demonstration or something … ( is that a mischievous gleam in his eye?

when is there ever not a mischievous gleam in his eye? )

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why have i not tagged this until now

becaaauuuse idk! but you have now~

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