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Title: Through Thick-Headedness and Thin Skin
Fandom: Tales of Symphonia
Themeset: Gamma
Genres: Ranging from angst to fluff; generally, genfic
Rating: G
Words: 1369 / 50 themes
Disclaimer: I don't own Tales of Symphonia.
Summary: The journey of regeneration, from two boys' points of view.
Spoilers? For the entire game.
Author's Notes: I finished this almost a year ago. But I didn't post it until tonight. The procrastination is strong in me.
Ring
Lloyd continued to wear the Eternal Ring even after everything was over; it always reminded Genis of a time and a person he’d rather forget, but he didn’t want to say anything because he felt it silly of him to be bothered by it.
Hero
Genis never envied Lloyd’s position as leader—unlike Genis, Lloyd actually was brave enough to be called a hero.
Memory
One of Genis’ happiest memories was of the class dunce, a weird kid with a penchant for red, coming over and eating lunch with him—the first person ever to do so.
Box
Lloyd was occasionally embarrassed but never resentful about being scholastically outclassed every single time by a kid who needed to stand on a box to reach the sink.
Run
Sometimes, when things were at their worst on their journey, Genis wanted to run away from everything, but Lloyd’s cheerful confidence kept him in place every time.
Hurricane
“Whoa, Genis, next time watch where you’re casting that spell—I felt like I was caught in a hurricane!”
Wings
Seeing Lloyd sudden soar up with those incredible wings, Genis felt a little scared at what his friend had become—and then ashamed; his friend accepted him as a half-elf, so why couldn’t he accept Lloyd as an angel?
Cold
It was cold outside but the snow in Flanoir was beautiful, the perfect night to go out walking and talking with your best friend.
Red
That was one thing about Lloyd: even in the midst of a flurry of magic, Genis couldn’t ever lose sight of his friend—not with those brilliant red clothes.
Drink
One of Lloyd’s hazier yet still embarrassing memories was the time he found a bottle of one of Zelos’ booze without knowing what it was; he and Genis were most of the way through and absolutely plastered before Regal found them, took the bottle away, and herded them to bed.
Midnight
On their trip, Genis learned never to count on keeping leftovers for the next day’s meal because Lloyd always would eat his food as a midnight snack.
Temptation
Just about every time Lloyd opened his mouth, Genis was tempted to make a wisecrack.
View
Lloyd’s view of the world had been almost the same as Genis’—except for Lloyd’s thoughts on half-elves; things had changed so much since then.
Music
When Genis played Mithos’ panpipes in Rodyle’s ranch, Lloyd had thought it was just about the most beautiful music he had ever heard; he thought it more beautiful still when it saved their lives.
Silk
“Lloyd, if you want Colette to like you, tell her . . . I don’t know, tell her that her hands are like silk or something—and why are you asking me, anyway?”
Cover
Genis never worried about enemies sneaking up on him while he was casting his spells—he knew Lloyd had him covered.
Promise
Lloyd promised Genis one day that they would be friends forever; Genis hoped that for once, his friend was right.
Dream
That was one thing he liked about Lloyd—even in the midst of the Chosen’s journey to save the world, he still remembered Genis’ dream of attending Palmacosta Academy.
Candle
While Lloyd couldn’t hold a candle to Genis’ intelligence, Genis couldn’t hold one to Lloyd’s easy way of making friends.
Talent
Lloyd wasn’t good at schoolwork, as Genis pointed out often; his real talent was making things with his hands.
Silence
When Lloyd first found out that Genis and his sister were half-elves, Genis had been expecting a shocked silence, followed by angry condemnation; he never expected his friend to accept him so readily and to care so little about his parentage.
Journey
The journey of regeneration was hard, Genis had to admit, but it was made much easier by having his best friend with him to share it.
Fire
Whenever Raine set their supper on fire, Lloyd was there to cheer her up—and to get slapped when he spoke a word out of place—while Genis’ job was to whip up a replacement; they made a good team that way.
Strength
Even if Genis exercised every day, he would never match Lloyd’s strength of body—or of will.
Mask
If Lloyd had one failing—and Genis would readily point out many of them—it was his complete and utter inability to mask his feelings.
Ice
When Lloyd got all the questions right on Genis’ little quiz in the Temple of Ice, Genis found himself feeling surprisingly proud of his big-hearted but dense friend.
Fall
Genis knew Lloyd would always look after him and never let him fall.
Forgotten
Sometimes, when Lloyd and Colette went off together, Genis felt a bit forgotten, but he tried not to let it bother him.
Dance
Standing on the balcony, talking with Lloyd and watching the other people at the dinner party dance away below them, Genis finally began to enjoy himself.
Body
Running ahead and leaving Genis behind in the Tower of Salvation, Lloyd was haunted by the image of Genis sitting on the floor and waiting for death at twelve years old, his friend’s body looking so small and frail.
Sacred
Late at night, after finding out the truth about the Church of Martel, Lloyd and Genis together tried to cope with the loss of everything sacred from their lives.
Farewells
Saying his farewells to his friends at the end of their journey, Genis was glad he wouldn’t have to say goodbye to his best friend of all.
World
Even though Genis could be a little bratty at times, Lloyd wouldn’t trade his friendship for anything in the entire world.
Formal
Neither Genis nor Lloyd were particularly fond of formal attire; only Raine’s threats got them properly dressed for the dinner party.
Fever
Genis couldn’t remember anything scarier than the sight of his normally strong, exuberant friend lying weakly in his bed, brought down by a terrible fever.
Laugh
Even in his saddest moments, Lloyd could always startle a laugh from Genis by clowning around.
Lies
Genis hated the lies he and his sister had to tell Lloyd, that they were full-blooded elves and not half-elves; being forced to lie to someone who had become his best friend hurt more than even he had anticipated.
Forever
“Lloyd . . . best friends . . . forever . . .” Genis mumbled in his sleep, leaving Lloyd unexpectedly touched.
Overwhelmed
Some days, Genis was overwhelmed by what he and his friends had to do to save the world, but optimistic Lloyd always managed to keep him from drowning in his fears.
Whisper
Lloyd would always whisper questions to Genis in class, even under Raine’s all-seeing eyes; Genis would always refuse to give him the answers straight out, though he almost always gave Lloyd hints.
Wait
Lloyd was always impatient and could never wait for anything; it was always he who acted like a little kid in the days before Mithmas and not Genis, not even when the half-elf had been small.
Talk
Talking with Lloyd was almost always fun, although it could be a little trying on Genis’ patience at times.
Search
Genis remembered the day when Lloyd spent all afternoon searching for the last little ingredient in the meal Genis had been making; his friend’s dedication was touching, though the young half-elf would never admit it.
Hope
Genis was a pessimist and expected the worst—Lloyd was an optimist and hoped for the best; that was one of the things Genis liked about Lloyd.
Eclipse
Sometimes Genis felt eclipsed by Lloyd’s outgoing personality, but he never minded—one of Lloyd was almost more than enough at times.
Gravity
Lloyd was grateful for Genis’ analytical mind when it came to Welgaia’s puzzling anti-gravity rooms—otherwise they’d still be floating around up there.
Highway
Only Lloyd could cheerfully, unworriedly step onto the ECs—cargo vehicles for the streets which had now been converted to ocean-going passenger ships; Genis wondered if doubts of their seaworthiness had even crossed his friend’s mind.
Unknown
The depths of Lloyd’s ignorance about math were great and unknown and for the sake of his sanity, Genis wanted things to stay that way.
Lock
Locked in their cell in Welgaia, Genis didn’t completely give over to panic; a small part of him kept whispering that as long as his best friend was there, things were going to be all right.
Breathe
Sometimes Lloyd and Genis made each other laugh so hard, they could barely breathe.
Fandom: Tales of Symphonia
Themeset: Gamma
Genres: Ranging from angst to fluff; generally, genfic
Rating: G
Words: 1369 / 50 themes
Disclaimer: I don't own Tales of Symphonia.
Summary: The journey of regeneration, from two boys' points of view.
Spoilers? For the entire game.
Author's Notes: I finished this almost a year ago. But I didn't post it until tonight. The procrastination is strong in me.
Ring
Lloyd continued to wear the Eternal Ring even after everything was over; it always reminded Genis of a time and a person he’d rather forget, but he didn’t want to say anything because he felt it silly of him to be bothered by it.
Hero
Genis never envied Lloyd’s position as leader—unlike Genis, Lloyd actually was brave enough to be called a hero.
Memory
One of Genis’ happiest memories was of the class dunce, a weird kid with a penchant for red, coming over and eating lunch with him—the first person ever to do so.
Box
Lloyd was occasionally embarrassed but never resentful about being scholastically outclassed every single time by a kid who needed to stand on a box to reach the sink.
Run
Sometimes, when things were at their worst on their journey, Genis wanted to run away from everything, but Lloyd’s cheerful confidence kept him in place every time.
Hurricane
“Whoa, Genis, next time watch where you’re casting that spell—I felt like I was caught in a hurricane!”
Wings
Seeing Lloyd sudden soar up with those incredible wings, Genis felt a little scared at what his friend had become—and then ashamed; his friend accepted him as a half-elf, so why couldn’t he accept Lloyd as an angel?
Cold
It was cold outside but the snow in Flanoir was beautiful, the perfect night to go out walking and talking with your best friend.
Red
That was one thing about Lloyd: even in the midst of a flurry of magic, Genis couldn’t ever lose sight of his friend—not with those brilliant red clothes.
Drink
One of Lloyd’s hazier yet still embarrassing memories was the time he found a bottle of one of Zelos’ booze without knowing what it was; he and Genis were most of the way through and absolutely plastered before Regal found them, took the bottle away, and herded them to bed.
Midnight
On their trip, Genis learned never to count on keeping leftovers for the next day’s meal because Lloyd always would eat his food as a midnight snack.
Temptation
Just about every time Lloyd opened his mouth, Genis was tempted to make a wisecrack.
View
Lloyd’s view of the world had been almost the same as Genis’—except for Lloyd’s thoughts on half-elves; things had changed so much since then.
Music
When Genis played Mithos’ panpipes in Rodyle’s ranch, Lloyd had thought it was just about the most beautiful music he had ever heard; he thought it more beautiful still when it saved their lives.
Silk
“Lloyd, if you want Colette to like you, tell her . . . I don’t know, tell her that her hands are like silk or something—and why are you asking me, anyway?”
Cover
Genis never worried about enemies sneaking up on him while he was casting his spells—he knew Lloyd had him covered.
Promise
Lloyd promised Genis one day that they would be friends forever; Genis hoped that for once, his friend was right.
Dream
That was one thing he liked about Lloyd—even in the midst of the Chosen’s journey to save the world, he still remembered Genis’ dream of attending Palmacosta Academy.
Candle
While Lloyd couldn’t hold a candle to Genis’ intelligence, Genis couldn’t hold one to Lloyd’s easy way of making friends.
Talent
Lloyd wasn’t good at schoolwork, as Genis pointed out often; his real talent was making things with his hands.
Silence
When Lloyd first found out that Genis and his sister were half-elves, Genis had been expecting a shocked silence, followed by angry condemnation; he never expected his friend to accept him so readily and to care so little about his parentage.
Journey
The journey of regeneration was hard, Genis had to admit, but it was made much easier by having his best friend with him to share it.
Fire
Whenever Raine set their supper on fire, Lloyd was there to cheer her up—and to get slapped when he spoke a word out of place—while Genis’ job was to whip up a replacement; they made a good team that way.
Strength
Even if Genis exercised every day, he would never match Lloyd’s strength of body—or of will.
Mask
If Lloyd had one failing—and Genis would readily point out many of them—it was his complete and utter inability to mask his feelings.
Ice
When Lloyd got all the questions right on Genis’ little quiz in the Temple of Ice, Genis found himself feeling surprisingly proud of his big-hearted but dense friend.
Fall
Genis knew Lloyd would always look after him and never let him fall.
Forgotten
Sometimes, when Lloyd and Colette went off together, Genis felt a bit forgotten, but he tried not to let it bother him.
Dance
Standing on the balcony, talking with Lloyd and watching the other people at the dinner party dance away below them, Genis finally began to enjoy himself.
Body
Running ahead and leaving Genis behind in the Tower of Salvation, Lloyd was haunted by the image of Genis sitting on the floor and waiting for death at twelve years old, his friend’s body looking so small and frail.
Sacred
Late at night, after finding out the truth about the Church of Martel, Lloyd and Genis together tried to cope with the loss of everything sacred from their lives.
Farewells
Saying his farewells to his friends at the end of their journey, Genis was glad he wouldn’t have to say goodbye to his best friend of all.
World
Even though Genis could be a little bratty at times, Lloyd wouldn’t trade his friendship for anything in the entire world.
Formal
Neither Genis nor Lloyd were particularly fond of formal attire; only Raine’s threats got them properly dressed for the dinner party.
Fever
Genis couldn’t remember anything scarier than the sight of his normally strong, exuberant friend lying weakly in his bed, brought down by a terrible fever.
Laugh
Even in his saddest moments, Lloyd could always startle a laugh from Genis by clowning around.
Lies
Genis hated the lies he and his sister had to tell Lloyd, that they were full-blooded elves and not half-elves; being forced to lie to someone who had become his best friend hurt more than even he had anticipated.
Forever
“Lloyd . . . best friends . . . forever . . .” Genis mumbled in his sleep, leaving Lloyd unexpectedly touched.
Overwhelmed
Some days, Genis was overwhelmed by what he and his friends had to do to save the world, but optimistic Lloyd always managed to keep him from drowning in his fears.
Whisper
Lloyd would always whisper questions to Genis in class, even under Raine’s all-seeing eyes; Genis would always refuse to give him the answers straight out, though he almost always gave Lloyd hints.
Wait
Lloyd was always impatient and could never wait for anything; it was always he who acted like a little kid in the days before Mithmas and not Genis, not even when the half-elf had been small.
Talk
Talking with Lloyd was almost always fun, although it could be a little trying on Genis’ patience at times.
Search
Genis remembered the day when Lloyd spent all afternoon searching for the last little ingredient in the meal Genis had been making; his friend’s dedication was touching, though the young half-elf would never admit it.
Hope
Genis was a pessimist and expected the worst—Lloyd was an optimist and hoped for the best; that was one of the things Genis liked about Lloyd.
Eclipse
Sometimes Genis felt eclipsed by Lloyd’s outgoing personality, but he never minded—one of Lloyd was almost more than enough at times.
Gravity
Lloyd was grateful for Genis’ analytical mind when it came to Welgaia’s puzzling anti-gravity rooms—otherwise they’d still be floating around up there.
Highway
Only Lloyd could cheerfully, unworriedly step onto the ECs—cargo vehicles for the streets which had now been converted to ocean-going passenger ships; Genis wondered if doubts of their seaworthiness had even crossed his friend’s mind.
Unknown
The depths of Lloyd’s ignorance about math were great and unknown and for the sake of his sanity, Genis wanted things to stay that way.
Lock
Locked in their cell in Welgaia, Genis didn’t completely give over to panic; a small part of him kept whispering that as long as his best friend was there, things were going to be all right.
Breathe
Sometimes Lloyd and Genis made each other laugh so hard, they could barely breathe.
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