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Who woulda thought that ten years ago, a young pre-transition Kanna in the midst of getting her friends to play GW2, would say "well fuck you all for picking human, Im gonna play as an asura to fuck with you" and lead to...honestly; everything that has happened to me over the past decade?
I'm serious! I made this tumblr to post pictures of her; when I started playing WoW I gravitated towards gnomes and goblins for that same experience Asura gave. When my friends started getting me into D&D my test character was a recreation of Marriac as an artificier gnome. I made an OC goblin girl that has since become my default online representation because of all this. When I finally managed to get a friend into FFXIV I made a new character as a Lalafell to play alongside; who after three years has essentially become my main on XIV. Writing stories and prompts for my Goblin Girl fuckin' Cracked. My. Egg. and helped me realize who I want to be.
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I think initially they’d treat it with the same amount of poise and structure as fencing (mostly for Alphinaud’s sake) but it’d devolve into Alisaie hitting Alphinaud repeatedly with her sword just because he can’t do anything about it. Like she wouldn’t be hurting him physically but his pride can only take so many harmless bonks on the head and back
HELP YESS. Envisioning her stopping for a moment long enough that allows him to almost think she’s finished, just for her to snatch up his from off the ground and going at it with TWO swords.
The Rising Stones was mostly empty, nearly everyone was out helping the Eorzean Alliance with the ramping conflicts against the Garlean Empire; the only ones who stayed were those affected by what others had dubbed "The Calling", physically unable to leave; Tataru herself and-
"Come on, snap out of it," Krile Baldesion spoke with the air of a mother trying to get her child out of bed, despite being around the same age as Tataru, "Does nothing to nobody, especially yourself if you're just sitting there moping until they get back."
"But, it's been four days! Don't you think she would have sent word if they got there okay?"
Krile smiled, bringing Tataru into a hug, "Taru, love. Travel to another shard isnt an exact science, but I sincerely doubt the Warrior of Light couldnt handle anything she found over there."
Sniff "I just miss Her."
"As do I." Krile holds Tataru by her shoulders, "But,"
Krile goes to pick up the plate she placed on Tatarus' desk, "That doesn't excuse you for skipping meals worrying"
Tataru finally looked at what Krile had brought her, what initially looked like a few slices of rye bread slowly assaulted her sense of smell: the distinct aroma of baked carrots and…fish emanating from the bread
"Archon Loaf?" Tatarus' plea fell on caring but deaf ears,
"Taru, I haven't seen you eat anything since they left for the trench. You need more than just food; a good bath and a full nights rest. But we need to start with food"
Tataru slowly picks up the slice of bread and looks it over. Krile is right, of course. Sitting around just waiting for Her to return isn't going to do any good. Her friends still needed her here. She still needed herself here.
Hello Hello! Of course for a prompt titled First Meeting it felt obvious to write about these two lovebirds
"Are you sure this is the place?"
Gala Galala said up to her equally fresh-faced adventuring companion,
"I wouldn't expect Miss Miounne to send us halfway across Eorzea to the wrong building"
Northota Berkwyb replied down, not taking her eyes off the mundane warehouse at the edge of Vesper Bay.
Gala and Northota were still new to this whole Adventurer business; Gala, a stout Lalafell with short brown hair had within the last year developed a serious case of wanderlust after years of smithing weapons for the growing number of mercenaries and travelers in the wake of the Calamity; finally acting on her impulses a few months ago when she booked a charter carriage to Gridania. Northota, on the other hand: a tall pale Roegadyn woman with her black hair pulled back into the smallest ponytail imaginable; wanted nothing more than to get out of Limsa Lominsa, her last job going so far south that even being on Aldenards' coast looking toward Vylbrand was giving her a sense of unease.
Still, the two of them looked like tourists, both staring at the unremarkable stone building. Old faded notices being it's only decoration, nothing else to confirm to the pair that this was in fact, the headquarters of so-called "Defenders of Justice" The Scions of the Seventh Dawn. Nothing else to say that this wasn't the wrong building, in the wrong town.
"Well, no use standing out here in the hot sun. If it turns out we got the wrong place, we can rent a bird back to Ul'Dah and ask that lovely barkeep if she knows anything" Gala broke the silence, already trotting her way toward the door before Northota could stop her.
The door to the warehouse belied impressions as Gala entered the much cooler kept room, it's interior giving the feel of a waiting room, with the occasional cloth hung across the wall, wooden end tables holding copies of various publications from across Eorzea, a small stove in the corner with a kettle, the distinct smell of citrus incense and…music?
♪ Deep in the desert of my heart
A lonely flower blooms…♪
Yearning for the heavens above♪
To quench my thirst for you.♪
Sure enough, the room was filled with soft-spoken singing from the only other person in the room, a Lalafell from what Gala could see; facing away from the door and obscured for the most part by the chair she was standing on, a pair of large yellow feathers being the only thing Gala could tell as she slowly, unbeknownst to her, falls to the sirens song.
"Oi! Tongs, ya cant go barging into every place we-"
"Uwaaaaaaah!" Northota gets cut off by the shrill scream of the singer as she realizes she wasn't in the comfort of solitude anymore.
The interrupted Lalafell turned her chair around, giving the pair a good view of her. A young woman in a pink tunic, leather gloves and a dark red beret with a large yellow feather pinned to it; Gala could see her pale lilac hair framing her face; her dark purple eyes staring the two of them down, full of color without pupils, and freckles? Could she see freckles right in the middle of her face?
"I would appreciate it if you didn't sneak up on me like that, thank you very much!" The young Lalafell protests, "Now, this is private property. If you aren't here on business, I'll have to ask you to leave!"
"My apologies, sorry, we were sent here on behest of Yda and Papalymo, we're just not sur…" Northota's words melt into the background as Gala just stands, entranced. She sees the Lalafells face soften at the mention of colleagues, her expression turn to puzzlement then apology. She asks something to her and Northota but she doesn't hear it. She turns back to a book on the table in front of her, looking at it for a moment before turning back and saying something else to the two of them.
"Ya got a downstairs? Well alright, we'll head down and sorry again for the bother, miss" Northota apologizes again to the Lalafell, stepping across the room to the stairwell leading to the headquarters proper. However it's not until she goes to hold the door open that she realizes her short companion isn't with her.
Northota goes back up a step or two to peek back into the waiting room to see Gala; having not moved an inch, still staring right at the Lalafell who has now turned back to her book, not really even noticing that Gala was still there.
"Oi, Freckles. Come on" Northota goes back up the stairs and goes to lift Gala from her planted spot to infront of the stairs, "Leave Miss Tataru alone, will ya? Can't have ya spacing out like that when we got people expecting us down there"
Finally Gala was broken out of the Siren's Trance, shaking her head to fully regain her thoughts,
"Oh sorry, dont know what came over me"
Northota takes the first steps down the stairs, going to hold the door open as Gala starts, taking one last look in the Lalafells' direction.
The Lalafell, Tataru, glances up from her book and sees Gala, and flashes a warm smile in her direction.
Gala can only smile back with a sheepish laugh, waving softly as she descends past her line of sight.
"Hey, Legs, what'dya say her name was again?" Gala asks, increasing her pace to keep up with Northota as they stride though the underground halls of the Waking Sands.
"Tataru Taru, she said she's the receptionist here. Didn't think those two worked for people important enough for that…" She trails off, muttering to herself how someone like Yda managed to get a payroll.
"Tataru…" Gala says her name to herself slowly, "That's a very nice name. I hope next time I can actually say hi to her"
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