* / red mage。

ADELPHOI. the second of louisoix's grimoires. used by ALISAIE to summon a gleaming aetherial sword from its pages — a feat learned through her long travels, and not easily mimicked.

   CASUALLY sips drink.

   “ takes one to know one, dear sister. “

“Tis a shame I was born an only child.”

“Oh, Alisaie. Good, you’re in one piece, Alphie and I were worried you’d gotten yourself in over your head.”

@adelphoisaie​

a playful laugh is given in response.  ❝ oh, please. with his intellect and my strength, there is nothing that we can’t do. ❞ 

he knows how to counter her recklessness and how to pull her back when needed. though, she isn’t as careless as someone might believe she is. adapting on the spot within the chaos of a battle is her strong suit while her brother its better at the strategic planning required at the start.

outside, leaning against a wall that is near by the rising stones. all the other scions are listening well to “rules” set in place to let them heal from their trip to the first and back. except for alisaie. 

managing to talk them into allowing her to at least patrol the area, helping the residents with tasks that wouldn’t strain her body too much ( all of them had to go through tataru or krile for approval. ) the lack of excitement and fighting is making her restless. sneaking off countless times just to fight monsters within the surrounding area just to keep herself sane from the boredom. but, god, she isn’t doing well with the downtime they are facing.

she sighs loudly, body sinking down the wall til she lands in a sitting position. arms crossed over her chest. when will her friend get into some trouble that she has to help with ? come on, just one, little, dangerous adventure before the world is being threatened again. that is all she asks for.

ali has crushes on aymeric, y'shtola & the wol.  feel free to bully her about them.

A long and arduous meeting with those in the Firmament, Ysayle found no reason to hide her face when making her way back out into Dravania. Both a boon and a curse, the young voice that beckoned caused her to turn, lips pulled taut. “Aye, child, it is I. You needn’t feat the ghost stories, however–” 

Her voice stopped, icy gaze falling upon the young Elezen. Brows furrowed as she stared upon the visage before her. 

“…Alphinaud?” Ysayle beckoned before shaking her head, not waiting a correction. “No, your features are remarkably similar, but yet…Who exactly are you?” A smile eked out at the edges of her lips. “I dare not hope my conscious given form; it would be ill suited for you.”

in most cases, alisaie would have taken offense in being confused for her twin. though she has learned fairly quickly, she was never a topic that came up. not that she blames alphinaud for not mentioning her. he did have more important things to deal with when ti came to his trips to the city of snow. but she would have thought he would have told at least one person he has met that he had a twin sister.

a loud sigh escapes from her. she is bored within the walls of the rising stones. forced to be in one of the beds with her leg up, though it’s nothing serious. the jump she decided to take off revenant's toll caused her to hurt an ankle to no one’s surprise. she would do anything to get out of here even if it meant she had to do someone’s chores.  ears perked up when she heard someone enter the room. the look boredom is replaced with a hopeful look when she noticed it her favorite person. the warrior of light. if anyone could get alisaie out of here for a spell, it would be koya.

❝ wait — ❞ eyes widen. unsure how to process what she sees in front of her. she was not there to witness the events that unfolded within ishgard, but she heard about them from their dear friend and her brother. from her knowledge, the lady in front of her was supposed to be dead.  ❝ aren’t you... lady iceheart ? ❞