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Weeeelp. I’m so sorry it took so long! But here we are! Lesbians ahoy!
Set in the World of Ruin. Light spoilers for the Royal Edition if you haven’t played the Insomnia Ruins.
Lunafreya + Iris = “Run!”
Word count: 897
Iris had lost count how many times Cor insisted that shekeep her distance from Insomnia, but it was as many times as she disregarded hisorders and went anyway. If she were in any real military position, she wouldhave been in much deeper trouble, but as a mercenary daemon slayer, well, theMarshal could only tell her what to do so much. Besides, she wasn’t a littlekid anymore, and the last ten years had treated her well in regards to combattraining. There was a reason everyone knew her name, and it wasn’t because ofthe clothes she made – though that might have had something to do with it.
As she marched into the city, katana sheathed at her side,her insides churned. She recognized certain parts of the city, like the subwaystation and museum. Other parts, however, were unrecognizable, and it was witha deep frown she realized that a decade was a long time, and she couldn’tremember if she was standing in front of Noct’s old apartment or just anotherbusiness district building. The streets were ablaze, but she knew there wasnothing that could be done. It wasn’t like there were any firetrucks readilyavailable in a post-apocalyptic world. Instead, she focused on her destination:an Imperial base said to have been making a weapon that was far beyond anythingthey had ever faced in the past. Mechs weren’t her specialty – she usually leftthose sorts of things to Loqi – but she had just enough nerve and grit to trysomething new, and what better way to take out some pent up aggression than onthe oppressors that destroyed her home in the first place?
She heard the beast of a mech before she actually saw it, itsgears or, whatever, whirred and hissed as its feet stomping across thepavement. Painted lips curled into a smirk, and Iris advanced, moving a glovedhand to rest on the hilt of her blade as cinders smoldered beneath her boots. Whateverthis thing was, it was no joke, but she didn’t fear for her life. She was anAmacitia. Fear wasn’t in their vocabulary – even if her brother insisted thatit was healthy feel that way at times. What did he know?
Wordlessly, she sprinted, light on her feet. A metal shink sounded beside her as sheunsheathed the katana, and she leapt in the air. She had only a few seconds topinpoint a landing spot – somewhere near a power core. So what if she wasn’t anexpert on mechs? How hard could it be to shove a blade into some wires and letthe thing blow itself up? It wasn’t thatmenacing.
Iris twirled, and she expected to land on the thing’s back,but that was her fault for expecting. Pink lasers shot at her from alldirections, and scorching her clothes and slicing her skin wide open. Had itheard her? She had been so quiet! Frantic, she tried to turn away from beingdirectly hit, but she was already too close, and she felt the impact of theblast, followed by the smash of her back hitting the ground, sliding severalfeet in the longest five seconds of her life.
She stared towards the sky. The miasma looked green in thislight, like the sun was trying so hard to peek through, but there was too muchcorrosion. And yet, there was still a light, a white light, emitting a soft,yellow glow in front of her. With some difficulty, she craned her neck, andswore when she felt the sliced skin on her body stitching itself together.
“Shhhh.” A soft voice silenced her and a slender fingertouched her lips. “I must be quick, for once I am done, you cannot stay here.”
Iris huffed. There was an argument on her tongue, somethingabout no one can tell her what to do anymore, but it died before she couldutter the words. Instead, she gasped, and she found herself reaching out in thedirection of the voice.
“Lady Lunafreya?”
The Princess of Tenebrae nodded, and took Iris’s hand in herown, placing a gentle kiss to the inside of her palm. It felt like light itselfrushed through her veins, and Iris smiled, despite the pain she was in.
“I can only hold it off for a short time. When I am done,you must promise you will leave here.” Again, an argument formed on the tip ofIris’s tongue, but this time, she spat it out.
“But…” Okay. It was a weak argument.
“No buts,” Lunafreya insisted, and she leaned over Iris,kissing her cheek. “It is nearly done. Get ready.” Groaning, Iris stood,wobbling on her feet, and reaching out to touch the princess. A deep frowntugged on her lips when her hands went through her.
“It is done. Go, Iris.” Iris shook her head. Her feetremained planted on the ground, just out of sight of whatever magic Lunafreyawas using to conceal their location from the mech. She tried again to reachout. This time, Lunafreya’s hands caught hers, and their lips crashed for one,intense second before Iris was shoved away again.
“Go! Run!”
Iris did, and she didn’t look back. If she had, she wouldhave turned around. To fight the mech again? Maybe. To kiss the princess?Absolutely.
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