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anythingdrabbleTitle: Feint
Fandom: Final Fantasy XII
Author:the_paradigm
Characters/Pairing: Basch & Penelo (Basch/Penelo if you want)
Rating: G
Challenge: Amnesty Round, Challenge 136: Fake
Word Count: 100
Warnings: Age Gap
Spoilers: End-Game, but not really a part of it.
Summary: Penelo shows her hand. Part VI of a Drabble Sequence. Companion piece to For Lack of Attention, A Vertical Challenge, Intentional, Bait and Switch, and Hidden Agenda.
Disclaimer: I do not own FFXII or the characters.
He heard her breath catch. “What do you mean?” she laughed, casting her eyes down, blinking in earnestness. His eyes locked on her hand as she raised it, to push at him playfully, like the girl he remembered.
The second her palm met his chest, he felt the shock of Disable jolt through him. A low grunt pressed past his lips, and he stared down at Penelo, wide-eyed.
She sighed, shook her head. “I’m sorry, Basch,” she whispered, stepping into his frozen body, apology written all over her face as she met his eyes. “This wasn’t part of the plan.”
Fandom: Final Fantasy XII
Author:
the_paradigmCharacters/Pairing: Basch & Penelo (Basch/Penelo if you want)
Rating: G
Challenge: Amnesty Round, Challenge 136: Fake
Word Count: 100
Warnings: Age Gap
Spoilers: End-Game, but not really a part of it.
Summary: Penelo shows her hand. Part VI of a Drabble Sequence. Companion piece to For Lack of Attention, A Vertical Challenge, Intentional, Bait and Switch, and Hidden Agenda.
Disclaimer: I do not own FFXII or the characters.
He heard her breath catch. “What do you mean?” she laughed, casting her eyes down, blinking in earnestness. His eyes locked on her hand as she raised it, to push at him playfully, like the girl he remembered.
The second her palm met his chest, he felt the shock of Disable jolt through him. A low grunt pressed past his lips, and he stared down at Penelo, wide-eyed.
She sighed, shook her head. “I’m sorry, Basch,” she whispered, stepping into his frozen body, apology written all over her face as she met his eyes. “This wasn’t part of the plan.”
