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Title: Co-Opt Synthesis
Author/Artist: Chaos_Silk
Fandom: Mana Khemia
Pairing: Roxis/Vayne
Rating: T
Summary: A series of ficlets revolving around the items of Mana Khemia, and the alchemists that make them. Specifically, Roxis and Vayne. Ranging from friendship, to lifelong romance, and everything in between. This means, expect slash.
Disclaimer: I only own the concept behind this fic, not the world, or the characters. I am not making any money off of this, this is solely for my (and my readers’) enjoyment.
Notes: Because Mana Khemia needs more love, and I finally finished playing the game. Roxis and Vayne’s interactions amused the hell out of me, and I love Flay to death, so, why not create a drabble/ficlet series and spread the love?
Item: Heal Jar
“Do you ever wonder why our workshop needs so many heal jars?” Vayne asked Roxis as they began preparations to synthesize this week’s supply. Roxis adjusted his glasses as he laid out the ingredients, glancing about the room as he considered how to answer.
Flay was to their left, doing some weird exercise that Roxis really didn’t want to think too much about and arguing with Anna at the same time. The youngest member of their workshop was dutifully sweepin up shattered glass scattered across the floor in the weekly morning explosion. The glint in her eye said that she was about five seconds away from dropping the broom, drawing her sword and chasing Flay around campus. Again.
Jess was at the back of the workshop, carefully bandaging the cuts and burns she had acquired in the aforementioned explosion, using one of their last heal jars to soak the bandages in before applying. Nikki was sitting down beside her, holding her head. She had slammed into a wall chasing something small and squeaky around earlier. They would probably have to check the curtains for freshmen later, just in case it wasn’t a mouse.
Pamela and Muppy were not currently in Roxis’s line of sight, but he assumed that one or the other was plotting something weird. Things never went well when those two were quiet for any length of time. Which is why he would make Vayne see what was going on later, just to be sure that the school wasn’t going to be invaded again. Or something along similar lines.
Vayne was staring at him as he sliced up the spinacherb, clearly waiting for an answer. Just as Roxis opened his mouth, Flay made a break for it, running out of the workshop as fast as humanly possible. Anna three steps behind him, eyes glinting evilly, sword drawn and ready to slice Flay into bits. As the pair ran out of earshot, something in the back of the room exploded and Muppy came flying past, flames spewing from his pot as he circled the room once before shooting out the window. The curtains seemed to be quivering with fear.
“No.” Roxis stated simply, eyeing the chaos the room had become. “I never wonder at all.” Vayne shrugged and they went back to work; it was just a normal day in their workshop.
Hopefully, it’s not too terribly OOC. I’m still working on developing clearly defined muses for these characters.
Author/Artist: Chaos_Silk
Fandom: Mana Khemia
Pairing: Roxis/Vayne
Rating: T
Summary: A series of ficlets revolving around the items of Mana Khemia, and the alchemists that make them. Specifically, Roxis and Vayne. Ranging from friendship, to lifelong romance, and everything in between. This means, expect slash.
Disclaimer: I only own the concept behind this fic, not the world, or the characters. I am not making any money off of this, this is solely for my (and my readers’) enjoyment.
Notes: Because Mana Khemia needs more love, and I finally finished playing the game. Roxis and Vayne’s interactions amused the hell out of me, and I love Flay to death, so, why not create a drabble/ficlet series and spread the love?
Item: Heal Jar
“Do you ever wonder why our workshop needs so many heal jars?” Vayne asked Roxis as they began preparations to synthesize this week’s supply. Roxis adjusted his glasses as he laid out the ingredients, glancing about the room as he considered how to answer.
Flay was to their left, doing some weird exercise that Roxis really didn’t want to think too much about and arguing with Anna at the same time. The youngest member of their workshop was dutifully sweepin up shattered glass scattered across the floor in the weekly morning explosion. The glint in her eye said that she was about five seconds away from dropping the broom, drawing her sword and chasing Flay around campus. Again.
Jess was at the back of the workshop, carefully bandaging the cuts and burns she had acquired in the aforementioned explosion, using one of their last heal jars to soak the bandages in before applying. Nikki was sitting down beside her, holding her head. She had slammed into a wall chasing something small and squeaky around earlier. They would probably have to check the curtains for freshmen later, just in case it wasn’t a mouse.
Pamela and Muppy were not currently in Roxis’s line of sight, but he assumed that one or the other was plotting something weird. Things never went well when those two were quiet for any length of time. Which is why he would make Vayne see what was going on later, just to be sure that the school wasn’t going to be invaded again. Or something along similar lines.
Vayne was staring at him as he sliced up the spinacherb, clearly waiting for an answer. Just as Roxis opened his mouth, Flay made a break for it, running out of the workshop as fast as humanly possible. Anna three steps behind him, eyes glinting evilly, sword drawn and ready to slice Flay into bits. As the pair ran out of earshot, something in the back of the room exploded and Muppy came flying past, flames spewing from his pot as he circled the room once before shooting out the window. The curtains seemed to be quivering with fear.
“No.” Roxis stated simply, eyeing the chaos the room had become. “I never wonder at all.” Vayne shrugged and they went back to work; it was just a normal day in their workshop.
Hopefully, it’s not too terribly OOC. I’m still working on developing clearly defined muses for these characters.
