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Who: Fran, Balthier, Vaan, Larsa
When: Day
Where: Rabanastre
What: Talking
Rating: PG



Seated outside the Sandsea, the pirate had his feet on the table and was dressed in his less formal shirt, with black gloves on his hands. He'd stolen a hat similar to that of Peter Pan's only brown rather than green. It was rested down over his eyes as he sat there with his arms folded and his head down. He was waiting for that spectacular woman of his to return from wherever she'd vanished to.

The teen yawned, stretching his arms as he walked. He wasn't sure what had gotten him so tired but as he headed onto his little airship, he blinked a little, stepping into the bathroom and frowning at the sounds of Larsa. "...Larsa?"

The little teen hadn't been raped, but to his mind what had happened as close enough, those heartless, and his brother had toyed with his body as they spoke to him. He whimpered loudly though at the sound of his friend, sniffling slightly and standing before cleaning himself off. He was bleeding a little, and he didn't want to get the shirt dirty, so he unlocked the door.

Fran appeared in view of the Sandsea, carrying Krja against her chest. The infant was wide awake, and blinking at her surroundings. When she saw her daddy she giggled loud, making grabby hands for the Hume.

Balthier laughed a little, rising from his seat and keeping the hat tilted down a little. He walked to the Viera, smiling softly. "Well, someone has energy..." He scooped the child from the sling she was carried in and cuddled her. "Are we set?"

Vaan blinked, eyes wide. "Larsa... what happened?!" He'd seen the Strahl on the way in, and he'd wanted to get Larsa and Balthier talking properly again... but it seemed there was other things that needed dealing with.

"Vayne..Is the Heartless...leader now.." He mumbled, offering his friend a few bandaged with a little frown. "C-Can you wrap me up...? T-they had long nails." He shivered slightly, covering the mark on his neck that he had gotten from his brother.

Fran gave a nod, flicking at Balthier's hat. "All set." She replied, leaning over to kiss Krja's ears stubs. "She is such a daddy's girl today. She has been looking around for you."

Balthier pressed a hand down on the hat a little, to shift it back in place then blew a raspberry on Krja's cheek, laughing as she wriggled. "Come. We've a distance to travel. I have a place we need to visit."

Vaan's eyes were wide as he looked at Larsa. "...Vayne... is back? Again?! How hard is it to stay dead?! If Dr Cid, and Gabranth... a-and Reks can do it, why can't he?!" He slammed his fist into the wall, growling before trying to calm down. He moved past Larsa and got their first-aid kit, waving a hand. "C'mon."

Larsa frowned a little more, shifting uneasily and licking at the blood on his fingers when he pulled them away, Vayne had bitten right into his skin. "Sorry..."

Fran curled her fingers into Balthier's, holding his hand firmly. "We fly? Where are we heading?" She asked, tilting her head to watch him.

Balthier smirked to his lover, bouncing Krja lightly in his arm. "Ah, now that would be telling." He chuckled and whisked her off. "I thought, mayhaps, we would invite the young thief to partake in the spoils. Do you agree?"

Vaan shook his head and just began cleaning up the wounds, bandaging each one as he worked on the younger teen's body.

He makes a little sound a couple of times, the scratches on his back hurting more then the damage to his neck. He shifts a little then, rubbing at his eyes. "I need to talk to Balthier...And Fran about something...You too."

Fran gave a nod." Yes. We should kidnap the boy. Show him how a real pirate does it. Agreed?"

Balthier laughed. "That's my girl." He slipped Krja back into the sling and rushed Fran along to the teen's airship, slowing as they came near it.

Vaan nodded a little. "We'll go see them once I'm done. The Strahl is docked in the Aerodrome. She... kinda stands out, y'know?" The airship really did stand out. She was the best of the best.

He smiles slightly then, shifting a little and pressing a kiss to the other males cheek, shivering a little and just staying where he was.-

The infant continued to giggle and wriggle within the sling. Fran stood by Balthier's side, keeping hold of his hand. "Ready?"

Balthier gave a nod and began to lead her onto the small airship, his movements stealthy and silent as he walked. Slipping into the bedroom, after passing the cockpit, he heard voices in the bathroom and drew his gun. Kicking the door open he cocked the weapon. "Come along, boys." He hadn't noticed Larsa's injuries as Vaan was in the way.

The teen squeaked and wrapped his arms around Larsa in fright at the sound of the pirates bursting in. "OH! S-sorry..." He let go of the teen.

He makes a little sound when hugged, and another when let go, the sudden action spooking him more then he thought...Afterall, it had been the Vaan heartless that hurt his back. With a little sound he stands, smiling very softly.

Fran stood back, leaning against a doorframe. "Balthier... giving the boys a heart attack is not the best start in the world. Mayhaps you should cut back on the dramatics..."

Balthier laughed and gave her a slight hip-bump, smirking at her. "I do suppose I was a little mean." He tilted his hat to the boys. "My humblest apologies." He was being sarcastic.

Vaan huffed, sticking his tongue out at Balthier. "I should kick your butt for that!" He shook his head a little then hooked an arm around Larsa. "He needs to talk to us all about something."

He leaned on the other male then closing his eyes tight and fighting the urge to cry again. "Vayne...is back, and he's a heartless now...He want to Ally with me...And says he'll refrain from killing any Ivalice citizen." He shook his head then, covering the mark on his neck. "He's...Not my brother anymore..."

"Vayne... The Heartless..." Fran shifted, holding Krja closer. "He rides upon a manifestation of the Bahamut..." She shook her head. "An alliance is out of the question. A heartless' word means nothing."

Balthier leaned against the wall, crossing his arms. "No doubt Vayne is trying to use you, Larsa. No Heartless, be he your brother or no, will ever speak a word of truth. This I have learned from Squall." He looked at them from under his hat.

"Well, we already heard about the attack on the Golden Saucer... Vayne would just make Ivalice the base for his Heartless war. Whether it's against us or anywhere else in the world, he always wants war." Vaan added.

Larsa nods a little shifting a slightly and closing his eyes tighter, lithe frame tensing up again. Then we have a month to bulk up and raise defences...He’ll be back to get me then, and I will tell him that it's not going to happen."

"A month? It is not long. It shall be hard..." Fran held onto Krja, tilting her head to Balthier. "We should go to Balamb, seek Squall's aid."

With a nod, he took the hat from his head and plopped it on Larsa's head. "You boys shall stay here. I would rather we had no reason to baby-sit extra children upon the trip. We will bring Squall back to Ivalice." He turned then, headed off the airship.

Vaan squeaked and rushed after Balthier. "Hey! I'm no kid and I'm coming with you guys! We're all pirates, here!"