Her Light

(Currently, you’re only restricted to go to Eta or Iota, only being able to go there if you’re Guardian equivalent or above. The other outer districts are free to go!)

“Why are there all of these giant chickens running around… they’re disgusting.”

Pushes the bridge up. 

  “Of course, I need to maintain a professional image for my students in the orphanage.”

Hmm... alright, that makes enough sense for her.

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  “Did you get older, or are my glasses fogging up….”

!! gently cha cha slides back onto your dashboard

so it’s been a while but i’m all moved into a new apartment and ready to get back to some good ol’ fashioned rp. if you’re interested in a mini, like this post! capping at 5 (FFXIV castmates exempt, of course!).

Perhaps the wyrm is just as eager to move past the implications of their mutual imprisonment as Nito is. He certainly doesn’t do more than touch on the subject. Some things are too worrisome, even for powerful creatures such as Hraesvelgr.

“A dragon doth not live with many complicated amenities, even those commonplace for the citizens of Eorzea,” he states ponderously. The dragon trods over to the side of the path, then settles down, laying on what is probably sidewalk. Stiiiill not any less of a bizarre sight.

“The Warrior of Light surely is not left wanting for practice, though. Thou art training for our future escape, yes?”

Nito sat down near Hraesvelgr, trying to stay out of the way of those walking past, although the wyrm’s size--though lessened--guaranteed that they took up nearly the entire sidewalk anyway. She pulled one knee up against her chest, leaning her chin on top. While she couldn’t say she was actively training to escape, she hadn’t exactly been idle, either.

“It is... a slow process, regaining what has been taken from me. As for escape, there are many who claim it impossible, but I believe few of them have actually attempted. The magicks masking this city are potent, to be sure, but those contained within it are stronger still.”

“Hold down this one to go, and steer with this.” He pointed to the joystick. “And you can pick up items and throw them with this button.” He hoped he wasn’t talking too fast. Maybe he should go easy on her the first time.

“First, we pick our racers and cars. I’m gonna pick Yoshi, cuz he’s so cute.” Steven clicked the character and laughed when it made a noise.

Go, steer, and... throw items... Nito experimented with each control as Steven pointed them out. It sounded simple enough; simpler than racing a chocobo, that was for sure.

Grinning, Nito had to agree that the racer Steven had picked was one of the cutest. She tilted her head one way, then the other, looking at the cast of characters on the screen.