On paper only - Noah, Basch.
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green_animationOn paper only. [FFXII, Noah, Basch]
Title: On paper only.
Fandom: FFXII
Characters: Basch, Noah
Prompt: #65 - Useless
Rating: PG
Summary: Noah tries to learn fairness – Basch already has it in abandon.
Poisonous with rage he sits, figures and laws tumbled onto the ink before him. On one page he learns to predict worth as opposed to cost, on another the fair way to settle property dispute. Every sound flinches him from his books, when he wants nothing but to be engrossed.
The figure on his bed tosses, kicking aimless legs. Noah grits his teeth, murmurs notes to himself; “When deciding ownership of livestock betwixt two tenants...”
Basch lobs an apple at the wooden ceiling. “Just make them alternate days and space”
Noah seethes at the page; but for wording it is the same as his brother voiced – his twin who needn’t study this, for the study of people came easy enough, to Basch. Noah has never been able to read anyone from face or word, nor set them at ease with the right touch at the right time.
He can understand them on paper; officious ink whispers their profit to the stead, or lack of. But Basch knows profit is not worth; Basch knows the loyal, the good and the worst of their people. Noah knows only their coin.
He knows himself to be worthy of running the stead only on paper.
Title: On paper only.
Fandom: FFXII
Characters: Basch, Noah
Prompt: #65 - Useless
Rating: PG
Summary: Noah tries to learn fairness – Basch already has it in abandon.
Poisonous with rage he sits, figures and laws tumbled onto the ink before him. On one page he learns to predict worth as opposed to cost, on another the fair way to settle property dispute. Every sound flinches him from his books, when he wants nothing but to be engrossed.
The figure on his bed tosses, kicking aimless legs. Noah grits his teeth, murmurs notes to himself; “When deciding ownership of livestock betwixt two tenants...”
Basch lobs an apple at the wooden ceiling. “Just make them alternate days and space”
Noah seethes at the page; but for wording it is the same as his brother voiced – his twin who needn’t study this, for the study of people came easy enough, to Basch. Noah has never been able to read anyone from face or word, nor set them at ease with the right touch at the right time.
He can understand them on paper; officious ink whispers their profit to the stead, or lack of. But Basch knows profit is not worth; Basch knows the loyal, the good and the worst of their people. Noah knows only their coin.
He knows himself to be worthy of running the stead only on paper.