Title: Why You Shouldn't Let...?
Genre: Humor
Summary: This one for Sands of Destruction, no pairings included. Why you shouldn't let...?
A series of Reasons from Why you shouldn't let... starring the Sands of Destruction casts!
Disclaimer: I do not own SoD and their characters! If I do OWN it, they'll be ruined...
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WHY YOU SHOULDN'T LET...
Morte inside the World Salvation Comittee?
"I seriously need more..."
Morte swipe her mud-colored locks from her vision. She stare at her new outfit, which is in her case, VERY DAMN UGLY. Blue scarf, long white pants and sleeveless shirt. They do comfortable, but the looks? She can't stop folding the pants to make it look shorter. And the scarf, oh...how horrible! She could positively rip it off and tie a ribbon. Such outfit deserved to be remodelled!
She pick up her scissors and needle, ready to "change" her outfit.
The next day, it only took 5 minutes to make her kick out from the World Salvation Comittee for making Aquila rex and most male soldiers suffocates from losing much bloods.
Kyrie alone in the field?
Kyrie rub his un-itchy head, staring at his surrounding. Grass, monsters, grass monsters, trees, more monsters, tree monsters. Just the thought of have to pass by them send the chill down his spine. Well, it's for Morte, he thought. He just need to pass across the Sphyr Meadow and reach Botanical Garden to retrieve the flower he has ordered. This time he's alone...
He stare at the open field and start his walking.
By the next hour, he still on the open-field, looking around like a chick lost his mother chicken. The merchant bear, amused by this boy's confused look approached and ask him
"Heya, Kid! Do you need help?"
Kyrie's eyes lit up the moment he heard it. The merchant bear smiled, "Follow the road into the South and you'll reach Botanical Garden in no time!". Kyrie nod and shouting a thanks, he run toward the direction pointed by the merchant. The bear smirked. Oh, how sweet toying with innocent kid...
Three days later, Morte and Taupy could only shook their head when they found Kyrie, crying in the middle of Sphyr Meadow.
Taupy drink more than two glasses of wine?
He knew he shouldn't do child's game, but being around his two partners makes him forget about he's-the wiser-on-the-band.
Morte spinning the bottle with all her might and Kyrie staring at it intensely, trying to tell it NOT to stop at his direction. And he, himself, sitting there, amused by both face expression.
He, of course wouldn't expect where the bottles would point when it stop...
Morte grin, pointing at the bottle. His face get shock as the bottle point straight at him.
"Come on Taupy, truth or dare?" Kyrie said. He took the bottle to secure it from any naughty wind trying to make him the victim. Taupy sighed, "...Guess I'd pick the dare...". Morte eyes gleaming upon hearing the answer. She jammed the table and shouted, "I DARE YOU!". She huffed, "...To drink three glasses of wine from this bar!". Taupy twitched his eyes, "...Is that a dare?". The warrior-girl grunted, "Of course! Hey, ma'am, three glasses of wine, please!". "My aren't you three underaged?" come the reply. "You hear the lady...no WINE in the dare..." said the bear. "Oh, I thought a MAN never leave jobs Unfinished?" taunted Morte. Taupy winced, "Fine, I take the dare... hey ma'am!"
The next three minutes, three glasses of wine were in front of them.
Taupy took the first glass and drink it. No problem...he thought. Morte and Kyrie watch him curiously. He put the empty glass on the table, feeling the liquid flow in his throat. Okay, guess he could do this.
The second glass makes Taupy almost faint. The alcohol stench covered his mouth, sickening his nose. He wouldn't bet what happen in the next glass. He slammed the glass to the table. A creaking sound was heard.
The third glasses was the worst. Taupy lost his consciousness and he fell asleep. He could hear crashing sounds and shout of terrified peoples. He ignores it.
After that, Morte and Kyrie never take Taupy near any alcoholic drink
Agan eat too much?
As one of the oldest in the party (if you don't count Rhi'a or Taupy) Agan sure have his own rules and limits. He won't let anyone of them touch the ship's steering wheel except for him. Even as knowledgeable as Naja or Rhi'a couldn't. He also can't stand seeing his Sea Gale broke because Morte use the main mast as her punching bag. He is the only one that have a sense to remind them not to over-destroy something.
But one thing they didn't know about him is that he actually not a big eater.
As the ferals of the group, Taupy, Rhi'a and Naja, of course need more portion than mere human. Even though Naja learns to eat with human portion (just cause he's a half-blood, he do it, naturally), Agan still thought his portion is somewhat too much too eat. Morte has more appetite than Kyrie, but Agan always took three-quarters from Kyrie's for him to eat.
The band may not know why he always do that... but Agan can't stop imagining what happen when he ate more than his limits...
It all because the party Morte suggested them to make
By the midnight of the party, they all have fallen asleep. Except for Agan...he woke up and felt his stomach start to rumble. He ran toward the deck and hung onto the railing, vomitting all the thing he has eaten. That...wasn't a pretty sight... and he vomit again, all night long.
The next day, Agan could only stay in bed as Naja explain to everyone else that Agan has lost lots of liquid...somehow...
Rhi'a do the shopping ?
Agan hesitantly put the shopping list everyone has made on Rhi'a's palm. They needs supplies, but no one could go except Rhi'a. Agan needs to maintain the ship's machine today. Kyrie and Morte are searching for the machine part out there in the Tanner Plateau. Taupy is doing his mission while Naja is searching information in Galoa. Rhi'a nod enthusiastically and run outside the ship.
"Why do I feel...bad?" Agan mumbled.
Agi wasn't much of an interesting town. Rhi'a has been there a few times with the Felis rex. Meow, AH-HEM, Felis rex, usually stock on supplies in Agi. This was the first time Rhi'a is alone in Agi. She can't help but running around. First thing first, she said to herself, searching for something interesting!
She spot two cats and a rabbit. Leaving the basket behind, she run around, chasing three of them cheerfully. Totally forget, what she needs to do in Agi. She pick one cat after several claws and cuts. It has soft black fur just like her clothes. As she pass by the general store, she remember her duty to shop and enter it, buying all the stuffs she could barely remember from the lost notes.
When she came back to the ship, carrying the stuffs she bought and the cat, Agan could only shook his head. She bought cat's food and cat's toy...lots of them, a few potions and a few grenades.
Next time, he'll never let Rhi'a do the shopping...ALONE...he make mental notes to himself.
Naja fall into the watery area?
Half-blood means he doesn't love all the stuffs feral do or all the stuffs human likes. He stays in the middle, just so-so. For Naja, it's pretty convenient. He adapt to his surrounding with ease rather than go around ranting about how disgusting human scent is...
He doesn't hate feral nor human, in fact he doesn't care if he's a feral or human. Least, that's what he last thought before Morte shove him into a big puddle of water.
Playing with his wet hair, he wag his tail. For a playful little dog, water means a fun game. It feels so great to be wet...like, you want to stay there all day even though you may get a serious case of flu... The water feels nice, it's still clean and no trace of mud in it. Maybe, because of this morning's rain, he said to himself. He didn't notice that everyone was watching when he started to run around the water puddle. He barked a lots, Rhi'a started to doubt not to call him Barky. He even whimpered when Kyrie tried to pull him out of the water.
It took one day for him to realize how awfully embarassing it was...
The following day, he notices that Morte is very eager to push him into the river on Sphyr Meadow...
Rajiv clean his own room?
For normal humans, a room is where you feel safe. For Rajiv, his room is hell.
Because of his duty, he can't even barely go home. Even when he did come home, it would only for two hours or less. So all he could do to his room is throw whatever new things he got inside and leave it. Just like a storage. When his mother moaned about how smelly his room is, he tries to clean it.
Which just make things worse...
All Rajiv ever learn is combat in battle. He never learn how to use mop, sweep, or even rags. So when he faced the junk heap in front of him inside his room, he definitely didn't have any idea how to clean it. He took out his weapon and spin it around the room, thinking, if the rubbish is smaller, I could put it inside a plastic bag and threw it out, right?
The next thing he knew, his mother screams and his ears getting tugged...
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Only get seven so far
Morte's taste of clothing is just...whaaat?
Kyrie's get soo damn coward on the anime
A DRUNKEN WARRIOR is a TOUGH WARRIOR indeed
Got this one when I suffered from stomachache
Oh, Rhi'a you playful little girl!
A wolf = dog = loves water!
Rajiv...sucks...
Maybe will continue...it...