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unofficially official;

Dating...isn't what you'd consider the two of you doing. You're just close. Close enough to spend time together, do things you both enjoy, eat together, talk about problems, cuddle, and kiss, possibly. And you don't do most of these things with other people.

Okay.

Okay, so maybe you are dating. But do you need to disclose this fact to everyone else, or at least acknowledge it amongst yourselves -

If you even realize it, that is. It's possible this whole "a couple" status has snuck up on you. Theoretically, at least.

...how did that happen?

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[ooc: Open to cross-canon and AU]

[ m/m preferred. ]

I need to get into this series properly (no self, doujins don't count,) but would something like an in-combat sort of partnership leading to more interest you?

~~Admittedly, Fou-Lu on his own has enough power to create a lot of collateral damage, oops. That's what happens when you can transform into a dragon that's pretty damn big?~~

I don't mind whatever world we set it in, whether it's within one of their universes or just some sort of generic one or a mishmash of both. I'm thinking fantasy-ish, but modern's also fine?

that would interest me, yes! i haven't played breath of fire iv in a long, long time, but i remember loving fou-lu a lot.

either a mix of their two universes or even just a generic fantasy-ish one would work for me. it would allow us to keep the fantastical type things like his ability to transform into a dragon.

I'm actually replaying it! I never actually beat it the few first times I tried. This time will be it! (I got as far as the PabPab Island thingy....)

I think maybe fantasy would work, mixing in whatever key areas we need that are relevant to the characters? (Like the wall to keep titans out, for example?)

Also I did a quick check for a height comparison - so this is only about a guesstimate - but I hazarded that Fou-Lu's Tyrant form is, well, since it looks so curled up on the battle screen, from feet to head, not including tail, compared to the characters on screen, it's somewhere between 36-42 feet, so in Meters, a conversion says that's about 10-12 meters....

NOT a tiny dragon. :D

Canon-point wise, to make him more malleable, I take him from the end of the game in which he still retains his powers and they have grown over time, so he's been on the earth for ages and ages (probably sleeping) so he's.. a bit softer compared to his original self. He also may have dropped his older way of speaking for something more modern, if you'd prefer not to deal with that.

(Oh yeah! FYI, there is a BoF4 manga that you can find online and read. It covers the entire game while cutting out the menial stuff.)

I can throw a starter at you (maybe post-battle? pre-battle? some other time?) if you'd like? I'm not quite certain how to start things off, so hearing your preferences would be awesome. c:

you can do it!! it's rewarding once you do.

that would work. levi is pretty flexible so far as aus go, so that shouldn't be too difficult at all.

oh wow. i don't think i've ever considered how big his tyrant form is before. that's impressive.

i'm good with however you'd like for him to speak. i'm actually really laid back, so as long as we're both having a good time, i'm game. c:

post battle might be best! maybe just coming down from the adrenaline spike and attempting to mellow. or if you want to go pre-battle, it could just be the mental prep time or something. i'm not 100% on how to kick us off either, haha.

and i'll have to give the manga a whirl, then. i think i still have my copy of the game floating around, but i'm not sure i have the time to devote to it, unfortunately.

It's only 27 chapters, and completed. c: Probably. Unless there's a post-ending bit that I haven't found.

I'm a bit distracted, so it'll be a little bit before I can pull up a starter. <3

It wasn't the first time that Fou-Lu found himself resenting the presence of titans. They came, their ravenous appetites held no end. He'd nearly lost a leg this way long ago, and only thanks to his ability to heal from such injury was he able to retain it.

As it was, with everyone in this squad covered in gore from the latest slaughter, Fou-Lu could only hope to look forward to a bath. Preferably in a tub, but he wouldn't turn down having water just dumped on him a few times.

De-materializing the blades in his hands, he let out a soft sigh as he used a bloodied hand to push some of his hair out of his face. Although he was used to killing, the new methods in which were necessary to do so still left him feeling a little jarred. Especially after his mental energy had run out mid-battle, returning him to his humanoid form in an inopportune time (thankfully, it was only a gash from a too-close brush with teeth.)

It looked like injuries were minimal today.

Of late, Fou-Lu had noticed his own inclinations towards Levi. He wasn't certain when it had all started, but it had been long enough to take root. Perhaps sometime not long after they first met, he had to guess. When he'd been found and awoken from his second slumber.

Fascinatingly, his old empire remained standing, so he heard, not that he'd been particularly forthcoming of the information regarding his origins (it seemed that a lot of information was lost to time.) Even so, it had come out that he was a member of the Endless - one of only three gods that remained on this earth. One being his other half: Ryu (he could feel that he was alive somewhere, just not sure where,) and the other being Deis, whom was probably still incorporeal.

For now, he took to surveying the mess around them, as well as Levi himself. Levi looked fine at a glance, and so he felt some of the tension in his body subside.

"Is everyone all right?" he queried, as if unaware of his own injury. To be honest, he didn't really care about it; it would heal quickly enough, given a few days. It wasn't like he'd been stabbed in the side with a godslayer blade (and he'd even walked that one off, too.)

Another battle, another round of wounds. Levi found peace in patterns, in cleansing, but there was no peace to be found in the gore spread in front of what remained of their squad, thin in numbers. He could feel his heart pounding, rattling in its cage with every breath, gaze sweeping the field for—

Who, exactly?

What set Fou-Lu apart for the rest of their squad? Why was he of higher priority than the man would stood feet away from him, who had been there since Levi himself was a recruit? Like calls to like, he remembered another saying, too deep into what liquor they'd managed to scrounge up as a method of celebration (coping) for yet another successful day prior.

They weren't the same sort of "monster", not in the slightest, but Levi didn't believe in the word that could substitute — it felt foreign, unbalanced. He leaned towards "like calls to like", found a sense of comfort in it that would never be spoken aloud. It called back to why he'd found himself off kilter when Fou-Lu had suddenly disappeared from sight. Why it even mattered enough to affect his own sense of survival.

"No casualties." He tipped his attention to Fou-Lu, then, skirted his eyes across him. After what seemed like a beat too long, his gaze snapped back to catch his, the existence of his wound an easy enough focus. "What's your excuse?"

Fou-Lu simply regarded Levi in silence for a few seconds, then glanced down to the injury he himself sustained, his eyes briefly following the rivulets of blood that trickled down his arm.

"It's nothing. Our-- my body simply reverted to this state in an inopportune time too close to its jaws, and this was the result." Lightly touching the wound there, he shrugged and shook his head slightly.

He honestly knew it was only because he was still adjusting to fighting as a group. Where, so long ago, he could simply raze everything without care for the casualties, things had changed now. He could not afford to fight recklessly, and so his whole attack strategies had to shift in turn.

"This injury won't affect anything. My body is much tougher than a human's."

Even now, he deliberately set himself apart. It was with a mixture of pleasure and encroaching pain that he remained with them. Mortals, after all, lived only a blink compared to him. And these people were truly phenomenal in their own right; it would hurt when they passed.

It hurt especially so to know that of Levi. He may not have known what was going on with him so long ago with Mami, but he recognized the signs now with his demeanor towards Levi.