...enough to prove that he was in control. He dug his fingers into Vossler's hips hard then, tight against the purpling marks blooming already and let himself go, catching the cry between his teeth. Balthier dragged his hand slowly away from Vossler, reaching out to grasp Basch's jaw as he came. Leaning over the body between them then, he hauled the man's mouth against his, swallowing every bit of...

...indigo-blue hair had been just recently wet. He sat with his legs tucked up to his side, the blue scales that covered him here and there glinting in the sun. ~/You would do this rather than swim?/~ Balthier eyed the cut of the hair on the sides of his face carefully as he ran the razor blade along his cheek, making sure each and every flick of his wrist impeccably sculpted the arching sideburns....

...there." Dick looked up and reached over his shoulder to take the glass that Roy offered him. "Thanks," he said softly and lifted the glass for a quick drink. God, he needed that. That and more. Balthier was sore. Rather more sore than usual, but he'd taken a few of the pills that Ran had suggested, and was currently engaged in tea and one of the engineering manuals stolen away from the library...

At the rate he worked, Basch thought, they'd have wood to last three winters. He could hardly help it though, habits of boyhood shirked idleness and at least this had some value. Vossler was healing, Balthier was where he did not know and he? He was out in the sun chopping wood. Although Balthier had hoped to spend much of his time away partying away his woes in Bhujerba, it was not to be. The Strahl...

...range. He jerked his hand back again, and squinted at his fingertips for any sign of burn. "Today's top stories," he muttered. "Fujimiya Ran looks dreadful, and Brad Crawford states the obvious." Balthier thought to suggest killing him again, then thought better of the idea, shutting his mouth before he had a chance to say it. "Then why are you out here, when he is in there?" "Well hello," Cye...

Characters:   Balthier, Fran (if you'd like to join in), Ashe, Ba'Gamnan Content:   A walk in the snow leads to familiar faces Location: Avenue of the Americas (near W. 34th Street) and probably going other places Time of day:   Early Afternoon Warnings:   I'll get back to you on that one He was glad he'd gathered a few, warmer clothes before it had become too cold.  As of now, Balthier was...

Title: Old Habits Die Hard Fandom: Final Fantasy XII Pairing: Hints of Basch/Balthier Rating: G Warnings: None Length: 616 words Summary: On the beginnings of thievery and what bored Archadian boys do in their spare time. A/N: Game mechanics series. Thief's Cuffs this round. I gotta incorporate that Japanese fanart I ran into today somehow. It's just made of entirely too much win not...

Title: A Ribbon 'Round Your Arm Fandom: Final Fantasy XII Pairing: Hints of Basch/Balthier Rating: G Warnings: None Length: 760 words Summary: Why exactly is it that such piece of equipment must come in a form that only a little girl could bear to wear without ridicule? A/N: Continuation in the game mechanics series (the rose corsage and Yiazmat drabbles). Will be referring to this...

"Come on Fran, or we will never get the Strahl back. If that Vaan has put a scratch on her..." Balthier was running towards the hover bike, dressed in his normal outfit - white shirt (just this side of flouncy), his gold and black protective vest, leather trousers, his gun, Fomalhaut, within easy reach. "Relax, Balthier," Fran said amused. "He'll have taken care of it." "Hmmm. It's been too long...

Title: Go out with a BANG Characters: EVERYONE Location: EVERYWHERE Rating: NC-17 for VIOLENCE Summary: JOKER AND HIS MINIONS HAVE CEASED THE POPULATION OF MALAISE. Squadala! Day/Time...up beside one of his roommates. A vampire, a clown and a kid who seemed to hate everything, not to mention the explosion of intricacies coming from inside the House. Could the day get any better?