#[ A ᴘɪʀᴀᴛᴇ's ʟɪꜰᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴇ ]一 VERSE.
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archadespirate-aa · 5 years ago
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@damnatic​ said: "Long time no see." Been ages since he saw balthier. "You didn't change much." He teased. // some post 12 stuff? Lol
           “Did you think the world could stop me from doing what I do?” Balthier wrinkles his nose, a little annoyed at the sentence. Yes, it was true, Balthier hadn’t really changes since last they met... but Basch..? He’s changed too much, and Balthier could understand why... but that meant that the man he embarked on the journey with was- for now- dead. All that remained was a Judge in his place... To say that Balthier was bitter at the end results was an understatement.
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           “What have they done to you..? Are you still the same man I fought beside, or have they turned you into something new entirely?”
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archadespirate-aa · 5 years ago
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@silcncc​ said: "This place is overgrown."
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          “It’s been here for a while, that’s certain.” He’s gently brushing vines off their place on the ground, his nose wrinkling in some form of dislike. “I think my ears have heard wrong- but I swear I had overheard someone saying there was something of value in here...” His attention shifts to the sky, a hand shielding his eyes from the blazing sun as he seemed to search for something that wasn’t there.
          “What do you think- should we head in without them?” Them being, of course, Vaan and Penelo. He had sent invitation their way to meet him here... perhaps Vaan had gotten lost? That would be unfortunate and, as terrible as it sounded, the two wouldn’t be able to find him. Gods know where they were coming from and where they may have gotten lost... No. Enough of that.
          “Nevermind, I’ve made up mine. Let’s head in. Finders keepers, right?”
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archadespirate-aa · 6 years ago
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@complicateddestiny liked for a starter thousands of years ago!
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        “What do you mean it’s not for sale? You have the price right there! I have the gil! You work here to make money, yes? Well, here is some money! I want that item, not one that is sort of like it, not one that can almost be it, I want that specific one!” He’s not oblivious to the people standing in line behind him, groaning as he pushes his luck further in an attempt to gain an item that was originally on sale but now isn’t for some strange reason... but Balthier doesn’t care. He went out doing dangerous hunts with Vaan to gain some coin to get this damn thing for the brat, he wasn’t going to leave without it!
        “You’re being awfully stubborn, you know? What do I need to give you to get that exact item, hm? More gil? Something else to sweeten the pot? I’m not leaving without that, I’ll have you know!”
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archadespirate-aa · 6 years ago
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In his drunken state (thanks to a rise of terrible memories), Balthier had managed to snag himself a man and woman to distract himself with tonight... But the man had finished early and the woman wasn’t much fun. So they had finished what was still there and the pirate left, stumbling down the street to his own place, somehow managing to get inside and to his bed.
and he could still remember those memories that resurfaced. The face of his father smiling as the two spent time together- what a rare thing that was when he was younger. Cidolfus was so focused on trying to find the secrets of magicite or whatever that stupid stone was called... Nethicite? He lost his father to that stone and; so afraid of seeing the man he loved so much fall to his own craze... Balthier ran.
and he ran still. Those memories will not be allowed to cloud his mind, so to the beer and wine he kept in the back, popping caps and corks like no tomorrow. He’d drown himself tonight. He’d swim in alcohol if it meant that these memories stopped haunting him... even if for one night.
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archadespirate-aa · 6 years ago
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@phoenixdxwn​ continued from here [x]
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      “Debatable.” In his opinion, too many memorable details might overwhelm and confuse the audience. Have a set number- not too big and not too small, maybe around 5 or 7 memorable details in a story should prove well enough. Easy to explain to those who have yet to get into it and easy to understand if they choose not to read and instead hear their friends talk about it in delighted fashion.
      “I say a story should have at least five or seven of those. It makes a story smooth and easy to read and explain to others whether in hopes of getting them to read it too or just to explain your fascination for it.”
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archadespirate-aa · 6 years ago
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“I assume the ring made it back to you safely?” No doubt people thought that he had died onboard the Bahamut. With it crashing into the ground and Vaan in control of his airship, it was hard to say whether he or Fran got out alive. There was no contact afterwards, well... not for a year, at least; when Balthier showed back up, took his ship back, and left a note and pouch in her place. In the pouch was the ring he had taken from the princess (who was princess no more) when they were crossing the Giza plains to find the Garif.
“It’s been some time, princess- or should I say queen? I trust the royal life is treating you fairly?”
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archadespirate-aa · 5 years ago
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"Father! I'm so glad you're okay!" Frances, tears welling up in her eyes, couldn't help but embrace her father after not seeing him for several months. Of course, being taller then him, she had to lower herself slightly. "I missed you and mother so much!"
          “Excuse me?!” Balthier is taken aback when he’s suddenly pulled into an embrace by what looks to be a Viera- and one he doesn’t know… who is calling him father. With a growl, the pirate shoves the woman away and dusts himself off, looking none too pleased about her actions.
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          “I am not you’re father and I don’t know who you have me confused with, but I have no children.” It was strange that, out of all people here, it was him that she walked up to. He was the one she hugged and called father, he was the one she was crying over. With a sigh, he pulls out a hanky and hands it to her.          “Wipe your tears. I apologize that I’m not the man you think I am, but I do wish you luck in finding him.”
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archadespirate-aa · 6 years ago
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