Black People Red Eyes

fanfic100_de, Thema 63

Title: summer
Author:
Fandom: Ragnarök Online (the game)
characters: OC - Hyazinthia, Swordman
topic: # 063 - Summer
Word Count: 348
Rating: G
Author's Note: The characters are think the world belongs to Gravity. I hereby earn any money, yada, yada, yada.
feedback is always welcome.


Tired Hyazinthia stretched their limbs. The weapons training was strenuous, and all she wanted now was a cold glass of water and a nice shower.
amazement saw them to the children romped around her as she entered the marketplace of Izlude. She shook her head. This energy, in this heat. Maybe she should go for a swim - then practice it could cool off at the same time and a little bit.

"Hey, where are you and what are you doing?" asked a voice in her head. Involuntarily grin she had. Giz, her closest friend since novice days, was always there when it was dicey for her, and never was a fun averse. They made an effort to control their thoughts on the Crusader: "You are not traveling with Iris?" Iris and Giz had been together in the academy, and when she heard that her little sister's life Sword's wanted a strike, they had made two know each other. "Nope, who wanted to fight in the Castle of Dragon sand pile. I'm in Comodo on the beach."

Buy grabbed Hyazinthia wanderlust. In her mind's eye she saw the white sandy beach, waving palm trees, blue sea - and himself on a couch with a cocktail in hand.
Why not? A little bit of vacation had finally hurt anyone.

recovery, she focused entirely on Giz: "You tell me, how to get there for?"
She heard his warm smile, and the answer. His "A priest has been on me But I'll not be here much longer, we are going into dungeon. The only reason she has ever brought me here. If nothing Now with holiday ... "

for him maybe not, but for them already. They quickly rushed home, packed the most important things. In Prontera they would certainly find a way to get Comodo. In an emergency could they even turn to the Kafra organization which, although not as good as a priest, but always helpful.

"Where are we going? What's going on? "You Poring was bustling around her, apparently infected by her travel bug.

" small, we go on holiday. Finally, summer, and we have earned "