albhedian

“AuuuoOOOH!!!” Rikku whined, patting the various pockets and pouches that adorned her clothing. “There’s no WAY!” Turning her attention to the ground, she began searching for the item, looking for a glint of light between the blades of grass. It couldn’t have gotten far, she just pilfered it from her last battle. “I was gonna get some major gil with that baby!”

“Oopsie doopsie! Looks like I haven’t really been around lately. Gotta change that!”

“Alright, fine.” She relented. How could she refuse such a face? Usually that was her trick, but she had to admit he perfected the puppy-eyes, too. It made her realize how much power she held over others. Seeing it thrown back at her, without him even trying, was a little scary. “The first one’s free. But only if you teach me how to use that thing.” That thing being the camera, of course. “Deal?”

“Cina, pid maccuhc lucd 1,000 kem aylr!”

“On one hand, it would be nice if more people spoke Al Bhed. On the other—ruf fuimt E pa ypma du cyo drehkc ypuid dras fedruid dras ghufehk? Kuut un pyt?“

"A sandcastle is just a sandcastle! It’s not going to stay there forever! And besides, next time you make a sandcastle, it’ll probably be a bigger and better one!” She’s already backing into the rain, spreading her arms out to feel the droplets against her skin. “Look, my hair is cute, too, but it’s not the end of the world if it gets wet. I’d rather have fun! Come on!”

“You can always style it again later, right? What’s the point of spending all that time with something as silly as hair if it keeps you from enjoying yourself? There’s lots of stuff you can do in the rain! Buuuut, if you’re really that worried, they do have things called umbrellas, you know?”

“Weeeell, I guess you’ll just have to find something to do to pass the time until it goes away! Or, you could play in it. As long as there’s no thunder or lightning, at least.”

“I’m so BORED! Should I join a Blitzball team or become a pop idol? On one hand, Blitzball is really fun. On the other, being an idol means lots and lots of gil and adoration and gifts from fans. But then there’s the no privacy thing and I don’t think I’d be able to date anyone and that’s no fun. But...an Al Bhed pop star? That could be good! Al Bhed are already practically the best at Blitzball so they wouldn’t need me. Augh, what should I do with my life?!”

It didn’t take long at all for Rikku to give her appraisal. First off, there really wasn’t that much to look at. His uniform was relatively plain. His hair was unassuming, shaggy—a bit too long in the front, to be honest and his eyes were outlined by frames that looked a little too big for his face. It was like he was trying to appear inconspicuous.But there was something...different about the look in his eyes that intrigued her. He looked like he either knew something that would be relevant to her interests or was on the verge of telling a really bad ‘dad joke’. While she could pass up on the joke, she couldn’t help but feel curious about that information.“You’re hiding something, aren’t you?”

Yes! “Heh heh, alright! Let’s crack this baby open!” Springing to her feet, Rikku jumped backwards and raised her weapons. She rocked side to side in anticipation of movement from the beast. Simply stealing gil from it wouldn’t be fun anyway. She had a feeling something good was hiding in it. There was no way she’d pass it up. “I’ll give you the honors!”