[Bartz adjusts his cape by the collar, making it looser but could still hold its place.] Heh, it’s nice to wear your old clothes once in a while.

[He waves his hand as he put on his signature cheerful smile.] Hey guys! I just came back from the month-long journey I had with my pal, Boko. It was great! We visited a lot of places around, and we also got a chance to meet a few other people. Even Boko met a few girl chocobos. Man, he is such a stud! [He elbows the chocobo beside him, who seems to be blushing slightly.] Ah, but enough about us! So how’s everybody doing today? Anything I missed out while I was gone? 

Bartz wasn’t in his usual high spirits. Being cheerful and carefree all the time, becoming quiet and mellow all of a sudden worried his companion chocobo, Boko. “Today’s the day Dad died,” he thought, looking up at the sky. “Ever since he died, I’ve been travelling around places like he wanted me to. It’s been a year since I decided to take his advice, and here I am, wandering around the world. Being all alone, It could get really lonely at times.”

Boko suddenly stopped walking and looked at Bartz, silently wondering what he could be thinking about. Bartz noticed this and patted Boko on the head. “What’s the matter, pal?” He asked playfully, putting on his signature cheerful smile. But Boko knew better; that smile was forced.

“Bartz, I know something’s bothering you. You don’t have to hide it from me,” Boko thought, looking Bartz straight in the eyes. Somehow, Bartz understood what his companion was thinking, and chuckled nervously. “Ehh? W-What are you talking about? Nothing’s bothering me.” Boko simply narrowed his eyes and stared at him, as if to say, “Right.” Knowing Boko’s stubbornness, Bartz let out a heavy sigh and rested his chin on the chocobo’s head. After what felt like hours, Bartz finally managed to say a sentence that made Boko’s eyes widen in shock. ”….Today’s the day my Dad died,” he said quietly. He took a deep breath and continued. “I was just thinking about how things would be different if he didn’t die. But he did, so… Well, I should start to get used to being alone, right?”

“That’s not true. I’m here, aren’t I?“ 

“Yeah.. well. I guess you’re right.”

“Hey, what’s with that tone?!”

“…Boko?”

Bartz stared. The chocobo was looking… unusually infuriated. “You don’t know a thing about being alone. Remember when you found me when I was still little? Yeah, well, THAT’s being alone. My parents abandoned me. But you… Your parents didn’t want to leave you alone. But they didn’t have a choice.” Boko shook his head as he looked down for a moment, trying to regain his composure.

“When you found me, I was scared at first. I thought, ‘If my own parents abandoned me, then this stranger would abandon me just as easily.’ But no, you didn’t. Instead, you raised me, all by yourself. And I’m really grateful. That’s why I’m here right now. I don’t want you to feel what I felt when my parents abandoned me. At least, not anymore. You’re my friend, Bartz. I don’t want you to feel alone. I’m here for you, and you’re not alone. Why can’t you understand that?“ 

Without a moment’s hesitation, Bartz hugged the chocobo tightly. That was all he could think of doing for now, as a way of expressing his deep gratitude. He didn’t realize all the things what Boko just told him before. He felt really stupid for not realizing sooner, but happy at the same time, for this conversation drew them closer. For the first time since his father died, Bartz finally felt at place. ”Thanks, pal,” He muttered, smiling. “I owe you big time.” He smiled cheerfully, and this time, it wasn’t fake.

“I was wrong. Boko has always been beside me, and always will. And he helped me realize that today,” Bartz thought, as he sat on the chocobo’s back, positioning himself for the ride. “Okay, Boko. Ready?” Boko let out a cheerful cry and began running straight, towards the fields. 

“Thank you, Boko.”

ooc; This happened during Bartz’s first year without his dad.

Anyway, I’m back from my hiatus! I’ll be keeping up from now on. Same with Shuyin. I’ll be making a post for him tomorrow or the day after~ :D 

Hello there, I’m Bartz Klauser! [Bartz extends an arm out, offering a handshake.] 

captainscherwiz:

…

Okay, fine. I’m not gonna lie on this one. Me and Zidane just had to do that for Squall! He wouldn’t have learned to dance if it wasn’t for us! 

[Crosses arms across his chest, smiling cooly]

And, I, Bartz Klauser, happened to be the choreographer. Whadayya think? [Smiles confidently]

greenboots:

wanderingadventurer:

Other than the occasional howling sounds of the wind, nothing else could be heard in the peaceful forest. This is the only place where Bartz could lie on the grass and think deeply to himself, with a sleeping Boko beside him. Suddenly, unusual rustling sounds come from the forest.

Startled,…

“Well, this certainly isn’t the Salikawood,” Larsa mutters crossly. “‘Take a holiday, a vacation!’ she says, ‘Leave the city and come with me and Vaan. We’ll be back before you know it!’ An oversight on my part, not taking into account Vaan’s flying skills.”

And now there was a strange man looking at him, (handsome puckish face, flamboyantly dressed, but who was he to judge on that matter?) kindly but somewhat amused. The pitying gaze of the nearby chocobo makes Larsa crack.

“I’m afraid I am, as tumbling out of an airship does that to a person,” he says, deflated and his anger with his pirate friends forgotten. “At least there’d been some variety of generous and gentle tree to slow my descent, else I’d be more than just bruised skin and pride. And now I’m just raving like a madman.” He puts his face in his hands for a moment, taking a deep breath.

Larsa turns to the man, who smiled patiently throughout his dramatics. ‘A commendable sort of person,’ he thinks sincerely. “I’m Larsa,” he says, his half-smile apologetic and offering a hand in greeting. “Might I ask, what is this place?”

Bartz continuously blinks, a little taken aback by Larsa’s mannerisms. Is he seriously a kid? He acts way older than me. He shakes Larsa’s hand with a cheerful smile on his face. “I’m Bartz. And to be honest, I don’t really know what this place really is. I just call it the Peaceful Forest,” He lets go of his hand. “It’s unusual, really. This is the first forest I’ve been to where you can’t hear anything. Birds chirping, wolves howling, nothing.” Bartz scratches his head, thinking of what else there is to say. Wait, did he just say he fell from an airship? He’s not hurt, is he? He carefully examines Larsa, checking for signs if he is hurt. Well, it doesn’t look like he’s hurt anywhere. That’s good. It has been a while since Bartz talked to someone other than Boko and innkeepers. Giving Larsa a pleased look, Bartz decides to have a conversation with him. “So from my understanding, you got lost because you fell from an airship, then you landed here in the Peaceful Forest,” Bartz chuckles and continues, “And here we are, talking with each other. Tell you what, I know a nearby inn. If you want to eat, I could show you where it is. Your friends would be looking for you by now, and chances are, they’ll stop by that inn and see you there. What do you say?” Bartz puts on a fairly pleasant smile, he did not want Larsa to feel pressured. He did not want Larsa to go to the inn if he did not want to. It was just a suggestion. Although, where else could he go? 

thiefzidane:

It’s because I made Lenne because I LOVE LENNE X SHUYIN LIKE IT’S FH8jfiout (plus Zidane isn’t gettin’ any). And like, I saw that BARTZ PLAYED SHUYIN and I screamed. LIKE OMG THIS IS JUST TOO FUNNY.

LOOOL I KNOW RIGHT. THIS IS JUST TOO EPIC. 

thiefzidane:

Rejection isn’t pretty. ;(

[Pats Zidane on the back] Aw, don’t feel bad! There’s always next time! [Grins]

Other than the occasional howling sounds of the wind, nothing else could be heard in the peaceful forest. This is the only place where Bartz could lie on the grass and think deeply to himself, with a sleeping Boko beside him. Suddenly, unusual rustling sounds come from the forest. 

Startled, Bartz and Boko look up and sees a dark-haired kid, trying to find find his way through the forest. What’s a kid doing in a place like this? I wonder if he’s lost… Bartz, being the only one who knows a lot about the forest, including on how to get out of there, decides to help the kid out.  

“Hey Boko, stay here will you? I’m just going to see what that kid’s up to.” Bartz says, ruffling his chocobo’s feathers. Boko cries out a “kweh”, in which Bartz understands as “Don’t scare him, okay?” Bartz chuckles and says, “Yeah, yeah. I’m not going to creep him out, if that’s what you really mean.” He gets up steadily as he haven’t moved from that spot the whole day; he was busy thinking to himself and occasionally sleeping without a care. He lets out a big yawn as he head towards the kid.

“…You’re not lost, are you?” Bartz asks casually, smiling and putting his hands in his pockets. 

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Hey guys! Sorry for not being here for a while. I…, uh, got lost somewhere in the forest with Boko. [Laughs sheepishly] We kinda had a tough time, and Boko wouldn’t stop hitting me on the head for getting us lost But! It’s all good now. Heh, so what have I missed? 

(via ffv)

thiefzidane:

I can’t find the gang! I looked around Lindblum earlier today, but I can’t find them. Hm…would anyone here be interested in learning and acting in ‘I Want To Be Your Canary’? 

Oh, me, me!! Pick meee! [Waves hand around rapidly]

A race? Heh, this is gonna be easy. [Crosses arms across chest, smiling confidently.] Sure thing. I’m in the mood for watching a play, anyway!