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[June 19, 2007][Tales of Legendia] Better Girl Than Merines
Title: Better Girl Than Merines
Day/Theme: June 19, 2007 "but the greatest of these is love"
Series: Tales of Legendia
Character/Pairing: Fenimore and Shirley
Warnings: Slight one-sided shojo-ai
Fenimore hadn't had much faith in Shirley as the Merines at first. Now she didn't want to have faith in her. What good was a noble and inhuman Merines, above the people and without concern for her own heart? Fenimore hadn't realized it right away, but now she knew that wasn't what she wanted at all. Before she had expected an otherworldly savior, someone to smite the Orerines and exalt the Ferines. Someone to shoulder all her problems. She hadn't known that the Merines was just a girl and that to hoist all the responsibilities of the community on another was wrong and irresponsible. But she knew now. She had grown. And not only that, she had come to love Shirley.
Sure, she could be needlessly timid or selfish or completely unaware of the feelings of those around her, but Fenimore still loved her. She was cute and gentle and she had managed to, at least partially, open Fenimore's mind.
Fenimore thought of many things as Shirley sobbed into her lap. Because of her feelings for Shirley, she had wanted the girl to succeed in her declaration of love for Senel. It was her own turn, the pig-tailed girl felt, to put aside her heart for a while in the interests of aiding another. Shirley deserved to be happy, and although he was an Orerines, Senel had proved himself to be honest and brave, worthy of Shirley's affection. It was a shame he could not move past Stella to see the beautiful woman her little sister had become.
Fenimore was not so blind to Shirley's charms. She gazed down longingly at the younger girl's pale blond hair and the rosy pink flowers that ornamented it. Fenimore slid her hand further along Shirley's delicate shoulder to touch her wavy locks. They were silky and clung together in loose bunches, draped over her shoulders and across her back.
Shirley's tears had stopped and her sobs slowed. She raised her head to look weakly at Fenimore, a glassy shine in her ocean eyes. "You're right," she chirped in a tone more pleasant than she appeared to feel, "It's good to have a friend."
Fenimore smiled sympathetically and Shirley gave a small smile in response. Fenimore had to hold back just a little bit of a blush.
Day/Theme: June 19, 2007 "but the greatest of these is love"
Series: Tales of Legendia
Character/Pairing: Fenimore and Shirley
Warnings: Slight one-sided shojo-ai
Fenimore hadn't had much faith in Shirley as the Merines at first. Now she didn't want to have faith in her. What good was a noble and inhuman Merines, above the people and without concern for her own heart? Fenimore hadn't realized it right away, but now she knew that wasn't what she wanted at all. Before she had expected an otherworldly savior, someone to smite the Orerines and exalt the Ferines. Someone to shoulder all her problems. She hadn't known that the Merines was just a girl and that to hoist all the responsibilities of the community on another was wrong and irresponsible. But she knew now. She had grown. And not only that, she had come to love Shirley.
Sure, she could be needlessly timid or selfish or completely unaware of the feelings of those around her, but Fenimore still loved her. She was cute and gentle and she had managed to, at least partially, open Fenimore's mind.
Fenimore thought of many things as Shirley sobbed into her lap. Because of her feelings for Shirley, she had wanted the girl to succeed in her declaration of love for Senel. It was her own turn, the pig-tailed girl felt, to put aside her heart for a while in the interests of aiding another. Shirley deserved to be happy, and although he was an Orerines, Senel had proved himself to be honest and brave, worthy of Shirley's affection. It was a shame he could not move past Stella to see the beautiful woman her little sister had become.
Fenimore was not so blind to Shirley's charms. She gazed down longingly at the younger girl's pale blond hair and the rosy pink flowers that ornamented it. Fenimore slid her hand further along Shirley's delicate shoulder to touch her wavy locks. They were silky and clung together in loose bunches, draped over her shoulders and across her back.
Shirley's tears had stopped and her sobs slowed. She raised her head to look weakly at Fenimore, a glassy shine in her ocean eyes. "You're right," she chirped in a tone more pleasant than she appeared to feel, "It's good to have a friend."
Fenimore smiled sympathetically and Shirley gave a small smile in response. Fenimore had to hold back just a little bit of a blush.