Ten seconds left on the clock.
Cass and Balthazar are the only ones remaining, the ball safely in Cass’ hands. One last pass and Balthazar’s life will be saved.
Three seconds left, and the floor disappears under Cass’ feet, sending him into the pit.
“Balthazar, catch!” Triumphant smile on his face, he makes the final pass as he falls.( Read more... )
“Only if you’re wearing a sweater,” Balthazar doesn’t look up from the boiling pot.
“Well, it’s worth it.”
“If I got that hot even cooking my meal,” Cass observes distastefully, “I wouldn’t be able to stomach eating it, too. I need an ice cream just watching you.”
“If you made your ice cream,” Balthazar smirks, “you’d be too cold to eat it.”
“I’m wearing a sweater.”
Touché. Balthazar looks up at Cass. “Do you want to make ice cream?”
Maybe, thinks Balthazar, he’s finally caught Cass’ interest.
Cass slowly tilts his head as he mulls it over, his heels gently tapping the cupboard under the counter he’s perched on.( Read more... )
Cass starts slowly, sitting cross-legged and staring at Balthazar’s cards as he sorts them.
“She must have been to magic users what my grandfather was to engineers, but I’ve never…heard of anyone like that.”
He frowns. “Who was she?”
Eyes on his cards, Balthazar smiles wryly.
“Who are you?” That’s Cass’ real question, but they’ve already asked, and lied, to each other, so he has to find another way.
Then again, what Cass and the others saw today was unheard of. No one in the sky can command the elements the way Balthazar did. Not even the School of Magic can impart such power.
Maybe Cass really is just stunned, letting his awe get the better of his curiousity. Balthazar decides to give him the benefit of the doubt.
Balthazar lifts his head, meeting Cass’ tentative expression.
“‘Unless’…?” he prods, raising his eyebrows. Cass’ next question might clear up his intentions.
“Are you…” Cass asks, “…a Child of the Earth?”
Balthazar blinks, then laughs.
“Oh, no, no,” he shakes his head. “I can tell you that much. I have heartwings, don’t I?”
Cass actually looks surprised.
“Now, Cassie,” Balthazar chides him affectionately, waving a finger. “If I answer that, you know you have to do the same.”
Cass shuts his mouth abruptly and rolls his eyes, then sighs softly.
“Sorry,” he offers, “it was just so incredible, I-”
Packing away his cards, Balthazar meets his eyes sympathetically. “And…I wish I could tell you. I wish we actually knew each other. Don’t you?”
Cass glances away, eyes falling to the ground. “I might, if I didn’t like you.”
Balthazar tilts his head, taken aback.
But, then again…
“No, I understand,” he says quietly. Cass looks up at him strangely. Balthazar forces a smile, and shrugs.
“Who hides a happy story, right?”
In the silence, Balthazar holds out his hand.
“Someday,” he says. “Someday, we’ll tell each other everything. Promise?”
Cass stares at Balthazar’s hand. He can’t really know what he’s offering, can he? to say such a thing.
Or, worse, maybe he can.
“Someday…” says Cass, “we might not be friends anymore.”
Still, he takes Balthazar’s hand.
There’s no light from under the door when Balthazar returns, so he slips inside as quietly as possible.
Cass is a perfect lump under the covers, only his hands and the top of his head visible, even when Balthazar flicks on the desk lamp. He can spy just a hint of the sleeve of Cass’ new pyjamas, the ones they picked out of the catalogue, not technically a matching set with Balthazar’s, but touchingly close.
Balthazar smiles fondly.
As he climbs into bed, he can tell for sure.( Read more... )
this wip is saved as “HAAAAAAAAANDS.jpg” bc i got balthazar’s there right away and i’ve done nothing since but try to get the other two. that’s it. it’s taken 5x as long everything else in this pic so far
i literally just want to draw cass’ hand on top of balthazar’s, why is this so!!!!!! hard!!!!!!
Once you’ve crossed the Tanagar Canyon into the northwest of Hyrule, you’ve entered Rito territory. The temperate Tabantha region is their homestead, but they maintain the frigid Hebra mountains to the north as well.
Their largest village is quite vertical, the central roads built to wind around several enormous rock columns that rise out of Totori Lake. There are foot paths from the cliffs below for the sake of flightless travelers, but it’s a steep walk nonetheless
and unfortunately, horses do not hike, so Cass has to leave his at the stables below.( Read more... )