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lucathiaWhoa, five days into March already. I feel so behind with my exchange fics! I didn't think I was going to do another LSK entry… but Earth suddenly started speaking to me, bemoaning the fate of his handkerchiefs. This is a loose continuation of the previous entry but can be read alone. (Ugh, I feel my Earth is sounding a little like Sun..)
Title: Entries in a Holy Knight's Journal
Second Entry in a Holy Knight's Journal: “To Save the Storm Knight's Eyesight, Steal His Women.”
Day/Theme: 23. The idiot thinks he’s wooing you
Series: The Legend of Sun Knight
Character/Pairing: Earth, Storm
Rating: PG
Words: 2,140
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Previous Part
Second Entry in a Holy Knight's Journal: “To Save the Storm Knight's Eyesight, Steal His Women.”
I am the Church of the God of Light's Earth Knight, the most damn honest knight you'll ever see. I'm terrible with those of the fairer sex, and I'm also the overbearing Sun Knight's best friend. If you need defending, there isn't a better person to go to than me.
That last part's the truth, by the way, and I really am the 38th generation Earth Knight.
Everything else though is pretty whacked, otherwise I would not be squatting here, washing out ten, dirtied handkerchiefs with my hands deep in soapy water. I lifted the handkerchief I was currently washing and made a face when the water that dribbled down my forearms was still black and oily.
I give up.
Viciously, I wrung the handkerchief dry, imagining I was wringing Sun's neck instead of the piece of cloth in my hands. The sorry state of my handkerchiefs had to be that idiot's fault. Only he knew where I hid my extra handkerchiefs, and only he was detestable enough to use these handkerchiefs meant for the dainty hands of maidens for moping grease that had probably been conjured up by him! And then he had the nerve to smile widely at me while he blabbed on and on about the benevolent God of Light! I seriously thought my ear was going to fall off with the way he had carried on.
I'd gone through a great deal to procure ten of these handkerchiefs that the priestesses use, yet now they're wrinkled and still greasy despite my best efforts to wash them. Useless. There was no way I could pass these off as handkerchiefs dropped by the priestesses. I couldn't even be bothered to rinse the soap out.
I gave this current handkerchief one last violent wring before I tossed it backwards as a lost cause.
Splat.
That didn't sound right. If the handkerchief had hit the wall, the sound would have been hollower, but this sounded more like the sound of a wet rag hitting skin. I tilted my head as I wiped my hands dry, wondering if I had heard incorrectly.
Better check.
When I turned, I realized that there wasn't any problem with my ears. I really had heard the sound of a wet rag hitting skin because there stood Storm behind me... with greasy water trailing down his face. He even had one eye shut to prevent the water from leaking into his eye.
Oops.
He didn't look happy at all. Who would after receiving a wet smack in the face? But wow, I didn't think I had such good aim. It had been a careless toss after all. Maybe I could even give Leaf some competition for being the best long distant attacker out of all of us. Girls liked deadly men, which was unfortunate for me when I was known more for my defensive abilities than my offensive power.
Even as I considered challenging Leaf, a closer glance showed that Storm was the one who had given me a clear shot of his face. He had both of his arms extended outwards like a scarecrow, probably to keep his two towering stacks of paperwork from getting wet. It looked like he had succeeded with that, but his face and his clothes suffered for it.
Seriously, I don't envy the guy even though his position should have been perfect for me. The Storm Knight is expected to wink at every single female - I like that, though the ugly ones would be a pain to wink at, but that's a small price to pay for the freedom to openly flirt with all the fair maidens that I currently have to woo in secret. I sometimes wondered if Storm and I had gotten our positions backwards - personality-wise, he would have been a much better Earth Knight than me since he actually does blush in the presence of females and he's quite the hard-worker while I would have loved flirting with women in his place - but when it comes down to it, he's downright terrible with defensive abilities, so becoming the Earth Knight had never been an option for him.
I'm not bragging or anything, but no one can throw up a better defensive shield than me, though that's not what I was trying to talk about here, was I? Oh right, I was talking about why I don't envy Storm. He can flirt all he wants to - even though he hates having to flirt and his attempts are laughable - but his position comes with paperwork. I would never treasure paperwork over keeping my face and my clothes away from harm. It wasn't worth it, and who cared if paperwork got a little wet?
So yeah. I'm glad I'm not the Storm Knight, who's always expected to skip meetings but secretly has to make up for all the work he skipped, as well as take on all the work we shove at him when he's not present to complain about it.
“W-What b-brings you h-here, Storm?” I asked, making sure to stutter since there was no better time than now to act innocent. I blinked at him and scratched my head. With my foot, I kicked the basin over to the corner. Black, soapy water sloshed onto the floor, but I had my eyes glued to Storm's as I gave him my best wide-eyed, "who, me?" stare, the one that never worked on my fellow Holy Knights, but it couldn't hurt to try.
Without a single word, Storm shoved one stack of paperwork at me, turned sharply, and left. He hadn't even stopped to wipe his face, not that I had any clean handkerchiefs for him to do that with, and even if I had, I never offered them to guys.
I had never gotten Storm pissed at me before in all the years that I'd known him - that was more Sun's expertise because you had to be super annoying to get someone like Storm to lose his temper - but this was probably close enough. I'd never seen him walk out just like that.
Oh well. He hadn't looked that livid. I was probably safe.
I then looked down at the huge stack of paperwork Storm had given me.
Or maybe not, I thought. This didn't look like it all belonged to me, but that wasn't going to hinder me. After all, this was exactly what my vice captain was good for.
-----
When I ran into Storm again the next day, I had pretty much already forgotten about our encounter - there were other, more pressing matters occupying my mind, such as finding another way to start a conversation with the cute priestess in front of me now that all my handkerchiefs were no longer fit to grace the hands of maidens. Dropping them on the floor and asking the priestesses if they had dropped their handkerchiefs had been one of my favorite attention getters, but now, that was no longer feasible all because of that irritating Sun. Next time I see him, I'm so going to make him lose face.
I was in the middle of stuttering about a delicious brew of tea I had acquired when a chorus of giggles drifted over to my ears. Even the blushing priestess in front of me stopped blushing to look at what was going on.
A huge, giggling clump - I'm not sure what else to call it - made its way to us. Only once they were in front of us could I tell that this massive clump was a mass of bodies - all female - and that spot of blue peeking out from within that mass of bodies could only belong to Storm. My blushing priestess had realized this too and had already melded with the gigglers. I could no longer tell her apart from the rest.
I stared.
By the God of Light - why were they all swarming around Storm like this, and why wasn't I in the center of that heavenly enclosure? I know I had just called them a huge, giggling clump, but now I knew better.
This was a huge, giggling harem.
Even though I thought Storm was a pretty okay guy as things went - I liked him a lot better than I liked my "best" friend Sun - there was no way I could stand here and watch this many girls fawn over him without feeling put out.
Resolved, I pushed my way through the giggling harem, accidentally gripping a slim waist here and there, causing more than one gasp that was easily charmed away by my bashful smile, until I finally reached the center.
And stared even more.
Storm was wearing a black, triangular eye-patch over one of his eyes.
No wonder. Even I thought he looked pretty damn cool, both mysterious and dangerous. Girls liked bad boys, which unfortunately for me, was not part of my reputation, and which unfortunately for Storm, was exactly what he looked like at the moment.
When Storm saw me, he threw a pleading look at me, but he still didn't stop winking at all the girls around him. With the number of girls surrounding him, it didn't look like he would be able to stop winking anytime soon, but I could see that his uncovered eye was slowly turning red, and his eyelids were already looking a little puffy.
The way he was methodically winking at every single girl in the crowd was so unnatural. He started by winking at the girl on the left, and then he made his way down the row, pivoting on his foot as he did so. His eye looked like it was twitching instead of whatever he was trying to do. Did he seriously think he was wooing anyone like this? He really hadn't improved at all, but maybe that was the idea. One strained wink from him was already enough to send the girls around him screaming. If he had even the tiniest bit of my skill with women, the women would never leave him alone.
In the midst of winking for the millionth time, Storm again caught my eye. Now I could see red spidery lines trying to take over the pinkish white of his eye.
If I didn't step in soon, it was very likely that Storm would need two eye-patches by tomorrow, and then there would be no one available to take care of our paperwork.
I considered the situation. My decision wasn't hard.
As the most damn honest knight ever and as someone weak with the fairer sex, well, there was only one thing I could do, right?
Time to steal Storm's women.
I plastered on my most charming and innocent smile, one that made all the females want to coo and hug me. Even though I wasn't known as a bad boy, my "honest" nature should be enough to bring out their motherly side instead of their crazy fangirl side.
I positioned myself in front of Storm, shielding him from the females. Behind me, I could feel his rigid posture relaxing now that he was out of the spotlight.
Even though my handkerchiefs were no longer in any shape to be used, at least I still had Storm around to help me attract the females. Storm was definitely a much better attention getter than any dainty piece of cloth.
This was another reason why Storm was a pretty okay guy as things went - wherever he was, there were bound to be females, and Storm was bound to want them off his hands. There was truly no better place to be than the place between Storm and his merry band of admirers. The only thing that could top stealing Storm's women was stealing Sun's women, since it was so satisfying to see Sun fume about it.
After all, everyone knew the Sun Knight could only love the God of Light. There wasn't a thing he could do whenever I lured one of his admirers away.
-----
Much later, after my heavenly harem retired for the night, I once again ran into Storm on my way back. He still had that triangular eye-patch over his eye. It kind of made me curious but not curious enough for me to ask about it.
I struck up a conversation, trying to draw out some gratitude from him for saving him - it sure felt good to have someone owing you - but Storm merely stared at me as if I were out of my mind. It was a little scary getting glared at with a red eye.
He gestured at the eye-patch.
"This."
He paused and mimed something hitting his face.
"Is. All. Your. Fault."
I shut up. This was a good time to act oblivious.
-----
the end
(and here I realize that both Earth and Storm only spoke once throughout this whole thing, wow)
Next Part
Title: Entries in a Holy Knight's Journal
Second Entry in a Holy Knight's Journal: “To Save the Storm Knight's Eyesight, Steal His Women.”
Day/Theme: 23. The idiot thinks he’s wooing you
Series: The Legend of Sun Knight
Character/Pairing: Earth, Storm
Rating: PG
Words: 2,140
Notes: for
31days_exchange, 31_days masterlistPrevious Part
Second Entry in a Holy Knight's Journal: “To Save the Storm Knight's Eyesight, Steal His Women.”
I am the Church of the God of Light's Earth Knight, the most damn honest knight you'll ever see. I'm terrible with those of the fairer sex, and I'm also the overbearing Sun Knight's best friend. If you need defending, there isn't a better person to go to than me.
That last part's the truth, by the way, and I really am the 38th generation Earth Knight.
Everything else though is pretty whacked, otherwise I would not be squatting here, washing out ten, dirtied handkerchiefs with my hands deep in soapy water. I lifted the handkerchief I was currently washing and made a face when the water that dribbled down my forearms was still black and oily.
I give up.
Viciously, I wrung the handkerchief dry, imagining I was wringing Sun's neck instead of the piece of cloth in my hands. The sorry state of my handkerchiefs had to be that idiot's fault. Only he knew where I hid my extra handkerchiefs, and only he was detestable enough to use these handkerchiefs meant for the dainty hands of maidens for moping grease that had probably been conjured up by him! And then he had the nerve to smile widely at me while he blabbed on and on about the benevolent God of Light! I seriously thought my ear was going to fall off with the way he had carried on.
I'd gone through a great deal to procure ten of these handkerchiefs that the priestesses use, yet now they're wrinkled and still greasy despite my best efforts to wash them. Useless. There was no way I could pass these off as handkerchiefs dropped by the priestesses. I couldn't even be bothered to rinse the soap out.
I gave this current handkerchief one last violent wring before I tossed it backwards as a lost cause.
Splat.
That didn't sound right. If the handkerchief had hit the wall, the sound would have been hollower, but this sounded more like the sound of a wet rag hitting skin. I tilted my head as I wiped my hands dry, wondering if I had heard incorrectly.
Better check.
When I turned, I realized that there wasn't any problem with my ears. I really had heard the sound of a wet rag hitting skin because there stood Storm behind me... with greasy water trailing down his face. He even had one eye shut to prevent the water from leaking into his eye.
Oops.
He didn't look happy at all. Who would after receiving a wet smack in the face? But wow, I didn't think I had such good aim. It had been a careless toss after all. Maybe I could even give Leaf some competition for being the best long distant attacker out of all of us. Girls liked deadly men, which was unfortunate for me when I was known more for my defensive abilities than my offensive power.
Even as I considered challenging Leaf, a closer glance showed that Storm was the one who had given me a clear shot of his face. He had both of his arms extended outwards like a scarecrow, probably to keep his two towering stacks of paperwork from getting wet. It looked like he had succeeded with that, but his face and his clothes suffered for it.
Seriously, I don't envy the guy even though his position should have been perfect for me. The Storm Knight is expected to wink at every single female - I like that, though the ugly ones would be a pain to wink at, but that's a small price to pay for the freedom to openly flirt with all the fair maidens that I currently have to woo in secret. I sometimes wondered if Storm and I had gotten our positions backwards - personality-wise, he would have been a much better Earth Knight than me since he actually does blush in the presence of females and he's quite the hard-worker while I would have loved flirting with women in his place - but when it comes down to it, he's downright terrible with defensive abilities, so becoming the Earth Knight had never been an option for him.
I'm not bragging or anything, but no one can throw up a better defensive shield than me, though that's not what I was trying to talk about here, was I? Oh right, I was talking about why I don't envy Storm. He can flirt all he wants to - even though he hates having to flirt and his attempts are laughable - but his position comes with paperwork. I would never treasure paperwork over keeping my face and my clothes away from harm. It wasn't worth it, and who cared if paperwork got a little wet?
So yeah. I'm glad I'm not the Storm Knight, who's always expected to skip meetings but secretly has to make up for all the work he skipped, as well as take on all the work we shove at him when he's not present to complain about it.
“W-What b-brings you h-here, Storm?” I asked, making sure to stutter since there was no better time than now to act innocent. I blinked at him and scratched my head. With my foot, I kicked the basin over to the corner. Black, soapy water sloshed onto the floor, but I had my eyes glued to Storm's as I gave him my best wide-eyed, "who, me?" stare, the one that never worked on my fellow Holy Knights, but it couldn't hurt to try.
Without a single word, Storm shoved one stack of paperwork at me, turned sharply, and left. He hadn't even stopped to wipe his face, not that I had any clean handkerchiefs for him to do that with, and even if I had, I never offered them to guys.
I had never gotten Storm pissed at me before in all the years that I'd known him - that was more Sun's expertise because you had to be super annoying to get someone like Storm to lose his temper - but this was probably close enough. I'd never seen him walk out just like that.
Oh well. He hadn't looked that livid. I was probably safe.
I then looked down at the huge stack of paperwork Storm had given me.
Or maybe not, I thought. This didn't look like it all belonged to me, but that wasn't going to hinder me. After all, this was exactly what my vice captain was good for.
-----
When I ran into Storm again the next day, I had pretty much already forgotten about our encounter - there were other, more pressing matters occupying my mind, such as finding another way to start a conversation with the cute priestess in front of me now that all my handkerchiefs were no longer fit to grace the hands of maidens. Dropping them on the floor and asking the priestesses if they had dropped their handkerchiefs had been one of my favorite attention getters, but now, that was no longer feasible all because of that irritating Sun. Next time I see him, I'm so going to make him lose face.
I was in the middle of stuttering about a delicious brew of tea I had acquired when a chorus of giggles drifted over to my ears. Even the blushing priestess in front of me stopped blushing to look at what was going on.
A huge, giggling clump - I'm not sure what else to call it - made its way to us. Only once they were in front of us could I tell that this massive clump was a mass of bodies - all female - and that spot of blue peeking out from within that mass of bodies could only belong to Storm. My blushing priestess had realized this too and had already melded with the gigglers. I could no longer tell her apart from the rest.
I stared.
By the God of Light - why were they all swarming around Storm like this, and why wasn't I in the center of that heavenly enclosure? I know I had just called them a huge, giggling clump, but now I knew better.
This was a huge, giggling harem.
Even though I thought Storm was a pretty okay guy as things went - I liked him a lot better than I liked my "best" friend Sun - there was no way I could stand here and watch this many girls fawn over him without feeling put out.
Resolved, I pushed my way through the giggling harem, accidentally gripping a slim waist here and there, causing more than one gasp that was easily charmed away by my bashful smile, until I finally reached the center.
And stared even more.
Storm was wearing a black, triangular eye-patch over one of his eyes.
No wonder. Even I thought he looked pretty damn cool, both mysterious and dangerous. Girls liked bad boys, which unfortunately for me, was not part of my reputation, and which unfortunately for Storm, was exactly what he looked like at the moment.
When Storm saw me, he threw a pleading look at me, but he still didn't stop winking at all the girls around him. With the number of girls surrounding him, it didn't look like he would be able to stop winking anytime soon, but I could see that his uncovered eye was slowly turning red, and his eyelids were already looking a little puffy.
The way he was methodically winking at every single girl in the crowd was so unnatural. He started by winking at the girl on the left, and then he made his way down the row, pivoting on his foot as he did so. His eye looked like it was twitching instead of whatever he was trying to do. Did he seriously think he was wooing anyone like this? He really hadn't improved at all, but maybe that was the idea. One strained wink from him was already enough to send the girls around him screaming. If he had even the tiniest bit of my skill with women, the women would never leave him alone.
In the midst of winking for the millionth time, Storm again caught my eye. Now I could see red spidery lines trying to take over the pinkish white of his eye.
If I didn't step in soon, it was very likely that Storm would need two eye-patches by tomorrow, and then there would be no one available to take care of our paperwork.
I considered the situation. My decision wasn't hard.
As the most damn honest knight ever and as someone weak with the fairer sex, well, there was only one thing I could do, right?
Time to steal Storm's women.
I plastered on my most charming and innocent smile, one that made all the females want to coo and hug me. Even though I wasn't known as a bad boy, my "honest" nature should be enough to bring out their motherly side instead of their crazy fangirl side.
I positioned myself in front of Storm, shielding him from the females. Behind me, I could feel his rigid posture relaxing now that he was out of the spotlight.
Even though my handkerchiefs were no longer in any shape to be used, at least I still had Storm around to help me attract the females. Storm was definitely a much better attention getter than any dainty piece of cloth.
This was another reason why Storm was a pretty okay guy as things went - wherever he was, there were bound to be females, and Storm was bound to want them off his hands. There was truly no better place to be than the place between Storm and his merry band of admirers. The only thing that could top stealing Storm's women was stealing Sun's women, since it was so satisfying to see Sun fume about it.
After all, everyone knew the Sun Knight could only love the God of Light. There wasn't a thing he could do whenever I lured one of his admirers away.
-----
Much later, after my heavenly harem retired for the night, I once again ran into Storm on my way back. He still had that triangular eye-patch over his eye. It kind of made me curious but not curious enough for me to ask about it.
I struck up a conversation, trying to draw out some gratitude from him for saving him - it sure felt good to have someone owing you - but Storm merely stared at me as if I were out of my mind. It was a little scary getting glared at with a red eye.
He gestured at the eye-patch.
"This."
He paused and mimed something hitting his face.
"Is. All. Your. Fault."
I shut up. This was a good time to act oblivious.
-----
the end
(and here I realize that both Earth and Storm only spoke once throughout this whole thing, wow)
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Date: 2011-03-11 05:57 pm (UTC)XDD D'aaaaaw.
"To Save the Storm Knight's Eyesight, Steal His Women"
*has an epic grin* :D :D :D
*is already biting my lip to stifle the laughter with the first paragraph* XDD Yes, Earth, totally
"Everything else though is pretty whacked, otherwise I would not be squatting here, washing out ten, dirtied handkerchiefs with my hands deep in soapy water."
D'aaw, poor Earth.
"Only he knew where I hid my extra handkerchiefs, and only he was detestable enough to use these handkerchiefs meant for the dainty hands of maidens for moping grease that had probably been conjured up by him!"
*shudders* D: D:
"I really had heard the sound of a wet rag hitting skin because there stood Storm behind me... with greasy water trailing down his face."
*made abortive movements of hiding my face, wincing, and laughing* Aaaaah, poor Storm! Covered in grease! D:
"probably to keep his two towering stacks of paperwork from getting wet."
And then poor Storm, having all that paperwork to do and save!
lfdskldskf I just loooove, Earth's tone here~ ♥
"He can flirt all he wants to - even though he hates having to flirt and his attempts are laughable - but his position comes with paperwork."
XDD Yes; no-one wants that.
"With my foot, I kicked the basin over to the corner."
XD *laughs* Yep, just try to be innocent when you've already thrown the evidence in his face. XDD
"as I gave him my best wide-eyed, "who, me?" stare, the one that never worked on my fellow Holy Knights, but it couldn't hurt to try."
*flails at him* But if you know it doesn't work, than whhhhy are you doing it? XDD
"Oh well. He hadn't looked that livid. I was probably safe."
*sharp grin* Oooooh, I wouldn't think that, Earth. XDD *waits*
*jaw drop* Storm stole Earth's women! XD XD XD Eeeeeee!
"When Storm saw me, he threw a pleading look at me, but he still didn't stop winking at all the girls around him."
Aaaah, so it wasn't intentional. Aaaaaaw, poor Storm being surrounded by so many women!
"Time to steal Storm's women."
asldjflksdjflk ldjflskdjf;lk XDDDDD
"wherever he was, there were bound to be females, and Storm was bound to want them off his hands."
XDD It's a wonder that Earth never leaves Storm's side, but I guess Earth has to hang out with Sun a fair bit.
*flails* Eeeeeeeee, Storm isn't haaaaappy! XDD
XDD It puts a lot of emphasis with Storm having the last words.
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Date: 2011-03-12 01:31 am (UTC)I had so much fun coming up with that quote. :D
Hehe, I mirrored Sun's speech about being the Sun Knight there, but with a flair for Earth. I think I used italics a bit too much.. :')
LOL! Mm, Sun can be very scary, yeah? I didn't think that would make anyone shudder though. XD
Poor Storm! He must not have been happy...
but I was very gleeful writing his demiseI felt that Earth sounded a little like... Sun in this? XD But I hope he sounded different enough and enough like what we've seen of Earth in the series.
Who wants paperwork?? XD Though maybe Storm would be a little lost without paperwork? XD
LOL. I know right, what's the use of hiding the basin when the other evidence already smacked the guy in the face? XD
Good question. XD; He didn't want to drop his act even in front of Storm? XDD
XD
These two were much fun to write together with how Storm's supposed to be a flirt but is so bad with women and with how Earth is supposed to be terrible with women but is totally not. XD; I really think Earth would have a fine time next to Storm, and Storm would normally be grateful too. XD *cough* Though I'm sure Storm would unintentionally steal some of Earth's women, so Earth might not like that, haha.
Huh, I guess having them only speak once does put a lot of emphasis on Storm having the last words. :D
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Date: 2011-03-14 03:36 pm (UTC)"I didn't think that would make anyone shudder though. XD"
slkf I'm thinking of the black grease you get from car engines - you can't really save the handkerchiefs and make them go back to pristine condition after that!
"Poor Storm! He must not have been happy...
but I was very gleeful writing his demise"Pfffthahaha~ XDD We always love torturing the characters one way or another. They must hate us.
"I felt that Earth sounded a little like... Sun in this? XD But I hope he sounded different enough and enough like what we've seen of Earth in the series."
Hee. We haven't really heard the other voices ( and we've seen Earth, what, four times? Very briefly at that) and I think he sounds different from Sun. :3
"Though maybe Storm would be a little lost without paperwork? XD"
Aaaaaah, he might! *laughs*
"Huh, I guess having them only speak once does put a lot of emphasis on Storm having the last words. :D"
:D Yup!
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Date: 2011-03-14 09:57 pm (UTC)Ahhhh, yeah, grease from car engines is impossible. ): Sun was sure vicious...
XD; The things we put them through... like amnesia. =P
I'm going to have to write from Storm's POV sometime. It will be fun to pick his brain too (and see how he's dealing with the paperwork, hahaha)
2000 words and only 2 lines of dialogue. XD; There was much more dialogue in the first chapter! Maybe I'm more comfortable writing Sun's speech. XD