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esp_dragonFandom: The Legend of Sun Knight
Summary: Grisia lightens his skin as usual.
Rating: T
Notes: Swearing.
Set either just before Grisia becomes the Sun Knight, or just after.
Written for the 'Lock' prompt for 100rare
Genre: General/humour
Word count: 337
Status: Complete
Grisia hummed to himself as he went through the motions to make the skin-lightening goop. It was nearly ingrained now; he'd done it a few times already, with less mishaps after every one.
Once he was finished, he wiped down the Divine Sun Sword's sheath, seeing it sparkle and gleam again. He put it away safely (under the bed was a good place to put it, wasn't it?) and then took to the task of taking off his clothes. After he was done with that, he turned his attention to the mixture.
Taking a handful, Grisia began spreading it across his skin, shivering a little at its cool temperature. He was careful to not put any close to his special area, that lesson learned well, if too late.
When it covered his skin equally, Grisia waited for it to harden slightly, so that he would be able to sleep on it, rather than it smearing while he slept. He didn't want to wake to patchy skin again.
It was while Grisia was lifting his covers to slide under them that he realised he'd forgotten something very important.
"Grisia? Are you...?"
Freezing, Grisia looked over his shoulder, feeling the paste crack and flake off at his neck. Lesus was standing there, his hand still on the door as he stared at him.
Crap. What was he supposed to say to explain this?
"Oh," Lesus said, his voice faint. "That's how you lightened your skin."
Huh? Grisia gaped at him. "How did you figure it out so quickly?"
He got a dry look in return, tempered by a small smile. "Your skin was a lot darker when I first met you."
Oh. Lesus would notice something like that. Grinning, glad that he wouldn't have to hide this from his friend, Grisia let the cover drop, wondering why Lesus had come to him in the first place.
As soon as Grisia began turning around however, Lesus clapped his hands over his eyes. "Cover yourself first!"
"Ack!" Where was his towel?
Summary: Grisia lightens his skin as usual.
Rating: T
Notes: Swearing.
Set either just before Grisia becomes the Sun Knight, or just after.
Written for the 'Lock' prompt for 100rare
Genre: General/humour
Word count: 337
Status: Complete
Grisia hummed to himself as he went through the motions to make the skin-lightening goop. It was nearly ingrained now; he'd done it a few times already, with less mishaps after every one.
Once he was finished, he wiped down the Divine Sun Sword's sheath, seeing it sparkle and gleam again. He put it away safely (under the bed was a good place to put it, wasn't it?) and then took to the task of taking off his clothes. After he was done with that, he turned his attention to the mixture.
Taking a handful, Grisia began spreading it across his skin, shivering a little at its cool temperature. He was careful to not put any close to his special area, that lesson learned well, if too late.
When it covered his skin equally, Grisia waited for it to harden slightly, so that he would be able to sleep on it, rather than it smearing while he slept. He didn't want to wake to patchy skin again.
It was while Grisia was lifting his covers to slide under them that he realised he'd forgotten something very important.
"Grisia? Are you...?"
Freezing, Grisia looked over his shoulder, feeling the paste crack and flake off at his neck. Lesus was standing there, his hand still on the door as he stared at him.
Crap. What was he supposed to say to explain this?
"Oh," Lesus said, his voice faint. "That's how you lightened your skin."
Huh? Grisia gaped at him. "How did you figure it out so quickly?"
He got a dry look in return, tempered by a small smile. "Your skin was a lot darker when I first met you."
Oh. Lesus would notice something like that. Grinning, glad that he wouldn't have to hide this from his friend, Grisia let the cover drop, wondering why Lesus had come to him in the first place.
As soon as Grisia began turning around however, Lesus clapped his hands over his eyes. "Cover yourself first!"
"Ack!" Where was his towel?
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Date: Jan. 27th, 2011 09:50 am (UTC)*grins*
I thought about having Lesus wavering between attacking Grisia because he's vaguely zombie-like at that point but, eh. XDD;