Kingdom Hearts fic: Fractured Moments - Day 6 - "Husky"
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museficSummary: Kairi speaks to a hired guide.
[Slightly loose use of the prompt, since it's a world where "husky" probably isn't specifically a breed, but featuring a sled dog that is for all intents and purposes a husky.
This would be set late in the unwritten-fic, sometime a bit after "Freeze." Kairi and Sora are still trying to find Riku, and have hired a guide to take them to a place they hope to find an answer.]
“And you’re telling me this… isn’t… a wolf?” Kairi was trying not to let her nervousness show, though it was almost certainly a lost cause at this point.
“No, miss. Drift’s a sled dog. She’s gonna be one of the ones getting you where you said you needed to go.” To his credit, the man they were hiring as a guide didn’t make a bigger deal out her ignorance. There was a hint of amusement in his eyes, but his tone was perfectly polite.
“I see.” She relaxed her shoulders a little, no longer halfway to calling up her Keyblade, but not quite ready to get any closer.
“I take it you’re from the south,” the man said, turning back to the wall of equipment.
It was nice when people filled in her and Sora’s story for them. Made it easier not to stumble over an explanation that they didn’t realize didn’t make sense on a new world. So she ran with it. “From the south, yes.”
“Not many dogs like Drift down there. Hotter weather and closed in space doesn’t agree with them.”
‘Hotter weather’ seemed like it could describe anything compared to this, but she thought of the summers on Destiny Islands, and couldn’t imagine a dog that looked like it had that much fur handling the heat. Or sand. She made a noncommittal noise that she hoped sounded agreeable.
“So what’s a pair of southerners like you doing up here, looking for Ice-Glass?”
“We’re looking for someone.”
The man nodded sympathetically, rewinding a length of cord before stowing it in the bag. “Someone else who went there, or…” The way he trailed off implied this really wasn’t his first trip there.
“We’re looking for the Oracle,” Kairi confirmed. No sense in hiding it.
“Lots of folks look for the Oracle. And lots of folks go looking for the folks that looked for the Oracle, just so they have a body to bury.”
Kairi flinched. “The man we’re looking for… this is the last way we know of to try and find him.”
“Is he worth it?”
The question surprised her. “Of course.”
“Not some good-for-nothing who ran out on you? Not an estranged brother you feel responsible for? Not an ex-husband or a rival or a man who owed you something and ran away rather than pay it?”
She shook her head. “No, he’s… our best friend. We love him more than anything. We think he’s in danger, and we have to find him.”
The guide sighed. “Love and worthiness and lack thereof are tangled around that mountain. I sincerely hope no one has to come looking to recover your bones.”
“Thank you,” Kairi said stiffly.
She felt a sudden weight, like someone shoving a couch into her. Drift was leaning into her, bi-colored eyes looking through the mask-like markings on her face.
“She likes you,” the guide said. “Maybe that’s a good sign.”
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[Slightly loose use of the prompt, since it's a world where "husky" probably isn't specifically a breed, but featuring a sled dog that is for all intents and purposes a husky.
This would be set late in the unwritten-fic, sometime a bit after "Freeze." Kairi and Sora are still trying to find Riku, and have hired a guide to take them to a place they hope to find an answer.]
“And you’re telling me this… isn’t… a wolf?” Kairi was trying not to let her nervousness show, though it was almost certainly a lost cause at this point.
“No, miss. Drift’s a sled dog. She’s gonna be one of the ones getting you where you said you needed to go.” To his credit, the man they were hiring as a guide didn’t make a bigger deal out her ignorance. There was a hint of amusement in his eyes, but his tone was perfectly polite.
“I see.” She relaxed her shoulders a little, no longer halfway to calling up her Keyblade, but not quite ready to get any closer.
“I take it you’re from the south,” the man said, turning back to the wall of equipment.
It was nice when people filled in her and Sora’s story for them. Made it easier not to stumble over an explanation that they didn’t realize didn’t make sense on a new world. So she ran with it. “From the south, yes.”
“Not many dogs like Drift down there. Hotter weather and closed in space doesn’t agree with them.”
‘Hotter weather’ seemed like it could describe anything compared to this, but she thought of the summers on Destiny Islands, and couldn’t imagine a dog that looked like it had that much fur handling the heat. Or sand. She made a noncommittal noise that she hoped sounded agreeable.
“So what’s a pair of southerners like you doing up here, looking for Ice-Glass?”
“We’re looking for someone.”
The man nodded sympathetically, rewinding a length of cord before stowing it in the bag. “Someone else who went there, or…” The way he trailed off implied this really wasn’t his first trip there.
“We’re looking for the Oracle,” Kairi confirmed. No sense in hiding it.
“Lots of folks look for the Oracle. And lots of folks go looking for the folks that looked for the Oracle, just so they have a body to bury.”
Kairi flinched. “The man we’re looking for… this is the last way we know of to try and find him.”
“Is he worth it?”
The question surprised her. “Of course.”
“Not some good-for-nothing who ran out on you? Not an estranged brother you feel responsible for? Not an ex-husband or a rival or a man who owed you something and ran away rather than pay it?”
She shook her head. “No, he’s… our best friend. We love him more than anything. We think he’s in danger, and we have to find him.”
The guide sighed. “Love and worthiness and lack thereof are tangled around that mountain. I sincerely hope no one has to come looking to recover your bones.”
“Thank you,” Kairi said stiffly.
She felt a sudden weight, like someone shoving a couch into her. Drift was leaning into her, bi-colored eyes looking through the mask-like markings on her face.
“She likes you,” the guide said. “Maybe that’s a good sign.”
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