Drent----------------Rikku
Today was going to be exciting, that much Drent was sure of. Here he was: perched on the back of Kallile's Dreamsnare Hollowheart with his toddler daughter Rikku held snuggly against him. Beside her were a pair of oddly and sloppily wrapped gifts—one for his son and another for Nacht. His daughter couldn't see, but her father's open jaw hung quite close to her head. This was all too much—first he had gotten word that Nacht and his son were going Wombear hunting. Then, more news followed that they were requested to come as well—a type of first family get-together if you will. And he got to arrive there on a beast worthy of only a powerful, high leveled summoner—fantastic.
They were finally here—the Vast Plains. As the large winged beast landed, Drent picked up his Sour colored daughter by the scruff of her neck and gingerly leapt onto the ground below. This was...so different. Wriggling his toes around in the grass a little, Drent observed the strange green stuff. Sure, it was in just about every video game he had ever played, but that didn't mean he himself had ever ventured far enough from his room to actually feel it. His verdict—it tickled. Giggling a little as he sat an equally confused Rikku down, he retrieved the gifts from the Hollowheart as well. "Thanks for the lift Behe---I mean...Balsith."
The Hollowheart merely rolled her eyes and took off again. Drent turned back to his daughter, giggling at the sight he found. The little muddled kit was standing precariously on top of her Viva Pinata plushie (Pauly Preztail, to be exact) batting away at an especially tall blade of grass that was shaking at her in the breeze. Chuckling to himself, Drent pranced over to her. He would have blamed the prancing on the funny feeling the grass gave him between his toes—but that wouldn't be the whole truth. He finally got to see Nacht again. He'd be floating on a silver lined cloud nine to her if he could.
Setting the gifts down, he observed Rikku as she continued to try and fight off the grass blade monster. Daddy killed stuff like this in three or four hits all the time on his special TV screen—why wasn't this one 'poofing' away? She gave him a worried look.
"It won' go 'way, Dad..." She whined, giving it another mighty swat just for good measures. She looked back, hoping to find it gone. Drat, still there. Standing on her tiptoes, she arched her back and hissed at it to try and scare it away. Drent wiped a tear away from his eye, finding it hard not to laugh at her antics. "It'll be fine...how about we use the Flee option instead? It seems pretty tough..."
Rikku instantly perked up and nodded, jumping off her plushie and onto daddy Drent's back. Leaning to pick up the now three items, Drent looked over his shoulder at her.
"Ready?"
"Uh huh...down, down, down, FLEE!"
With each "down"came a tiny tap on Drent's back as Rikku used him like a controller. Ah, it would seem he was teaching the young kit well in the ways of the geek. He grinned, springing (but not too quickly) away from the terrifying blade of grass and onward. Nacht and Payne had to be arriving soon, he was sure they'd find them once Rikku was convinced they had fled far enough.
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