Ylisse's Aegis

Tagged By: @nagahearted

Fatal flaw: You’re an idealist in a cruel, callous world.

“...Wait I’m fighting Phila?”

Thanks to @convxction, Assassin!Lon’qu is going to stab Chrom.

….

*looks around shiftily*

don’t tell Lissa.

“Uhm, excuse you, I am NOT delicate!”

“Aw, Chrom, come ooooonnn!!!”

body.

Long legs. Short legs. Average legs. Slender thighs. Thick thighs. Muscular thighs. Skinny arms. Soft arms. Muscular arms. Toned stomach. Flat stomach. Flabby Stomach. Soft stomach. Six pack. Beer belly. Lean frame. Slender frame. Muscular frame. Voluptuous frame. Petite frame (5 ft 4 or shorter).  Lanky frame. Short nails. Long nails. Manicured nails. Dirty nails. Flat ass. Toned ass. Bubble butt. Thick ass. Small waist. Thick waist. Narrow hips. Average hips. Wide hips. Big feet. Average feet. Small feet. Soft feet. Slender feet. Calloused feet. Calloused hands. Soft hands. Big hands. Average hands. Small hands. Long fingers. Short fingers. Average fingers. Broad shoulders. Underweight. Average Weight. Overweight.

skin.

Pale. Fair. Rosy. Olive. Dark. Tanned. Blotchy. Smooth. Acne. Dry. Greasy. Freckled. Scarred.

eyes.

Small. Large. Average. Grey. Brown. Black. Blue. Red. Green. Gold. Purple. Hazel. Doe-eyed. Almond. Close-set. Wide-set. Squinty. Monolid. Heavy eyelids. Upturned. Downturned.

hair.

Thin. Thick. Fine. Normal. Greasy. Dry. Soft. Shiny. Curly. Frizzy. Wild. Unruly. Straight. Smooth. Wavy. Floppy. Cropped. Pixie-cut. Short. Shoulder length. Back length. Waist length. Floor length. Buzz cut. Bald. Jaw length. Mohawk. White. Platinum blonde. Golden blonde. Dirty blonde. Ombre. Light brown. Mouse brown. Chestnut brown. Golden brown. Chocolate brown. Dark brown. Jet black. Ginger. Auburn. Dyed red. Dyed any “unnatural color”. Streaked. Thin eyebrows. Average eyebrows. Thick eyebrows.

tattoos / piercings.

Full sleeve. Thigh tattoo. Shin tattoo. Wrist tattoo. Lower back tattoo. Hand/finger tattoo. Foot tattoo. Neck tattoo. Face tattoo. Chest tattoo. One tattoo. A few here and there. Multiple. No tattoo. Dark Magic/Grimleal marks. Exalted Brand. Monroe piercing. Nose piercing. Septum. Nipple piercing(s).Genital piercing(s). Industrial piercings. Earlobe piercing. Prince Albert piercing. Eyebrow piercing(s). Tongue piercing(s). Lip piercing(s). Tragus piercing. Angel bites. Labret. Stretches out ears. Navel piercing. Inverse navel piercing. Cheek piercing(s). Smiley. Nape piercing(s). No piercings.

cosmetics.

Light eyeliner. Heavy eyeliner. Cat eyes. Mascara. Fake eyelashes. Matte lipstick. Regular lipstick. Lipgloss. Red lips. Pink lips. Dark lips. Bronzer. Highlighter. Eyeshadow. Neutral eyeshadow. Smoky eyes. Colorful eyeshadow. Blush. Lipliner. Light contouring. Heavy contouring. Powder. Matte foundation. Shiny foundation. Concealer. Wears make up regularly. Wears makeup from time to time. Never wears make-up.

scent.

Floral. Fruity. Perfumes. Aftershave. Cocoa. Moisturizer. Natural soap. Shampoo. Cigarettes. Leather. Sweat. Food. Incense. Marijuana. Cologne. Whiskey. Wine. Fried food. Blood. Fire. Metal. Rain. Snow. Grass. Ocean. Autumn leaves. Baked bread. Freshly baked cookies. Smoke. Campfire. Lavender. Trees. Pumpkin Pie. Musk. Rose. Gingerbread. Peppermint. Oak. Honey. Lemon. Vanilla. Coffee Cake. Mint. Raw hyde. Chemicals.

clothes.

Jeans. Tight pants. Overknee socks. Tights. Leggings. Yoga pants. Pencil skirt. Tight skirt. Loose skirt. Tight/formfitting dress. Cardigans. Blouse. Button up shirt. Band-T-shirt. Sports-T-shirt. Sweatpants. Tanktop. Cut off t-shirt. Designer. High street. Online stores. Thrift. Lingerie. Long skirt. Miniskirt. Maxidress. Sun dress. Tie. Tuxedo. Cocktail dress. Highslit dress/skirt. T-shirt. Loose clothing. Tight clothing. Jean shorts. Sweater. Sweater vest. Khaki pants. Suit. Hoodie. Harem pants. Basketball shorts. Boxers. Briefs. Thong. Hotpants. Hipster panties. Bra. Sports bra. Crop top. Corset. Ballerina skirt. Leotard. Polka dot. Stripes. Glitter. Silk. Lace. Leather. Velvet. Chemise. Patterns. Florals. Neon colors. Pastels. Plaid.  Black. Dark colors. Fur. Faux fur.  

shoes.

   He’s about to protest further when he sees the Exalt rushing over toward them. Apparently he’s just as surprised to see Lissa on the deck as Lon’qu is, since he’d told her to remain below. 

    The swordsman stands there a moment as they argue, not quite sure where he’s needed at this point. But his attention jolts to Lissa when she uses him as her excuse for being above deck. 

    “ What !?” He shouts, incredulous at her respond. She hadn’t even known he was up here until she saw him, he was sure of it. He stares at her, then looks to Chrom, trying to gauge the young King’s reaction. It certainly wouldn’t look good on him if Lissa put herself in danger chasing after him.

    “ I-I came here on orders !” He protests in his own defense, though he doesn’t outright call out Lissa’s fib. But he’s short on words now, unsure how to further explain the predicament. And so, he decides to just leave it altogether. He shakes his head, his hair matting to the skin of his forehead afterward. 

     He’s too angry to speak now, he just turns away on his heel and starts to storm off. He stops after a few steps, turning back to look at Lissa, a scowl on his sharp features. He’s not quite sure what to make of her throwing the blame on him, but he’s in no mood to find out. But maybe if he goes back below deck, she’ll give up on coming up with excuses to stay up there herself. Another grunt of annoyance and he’s heading back for the steps. 

    Once he’s below deck, his stomach seems to flip again now that his adrenaline has died down. He loses his balance briefly, bracing himself against the nearest wall as he lurches forward. His arms are weak, trembling a bit, and he heaves, but nothing comes out. There’s nothing in him to expel. He’s thankful for that, except for the fact that he’s starving since he hasn’t eaten in over a day. 

   He keeps his hands up against the wall for a minute, catching his breath and calming his spinning head, even as the ship continues to rock. Just a few minutes, once he gets his balance back he’ll just go back to sleep…or something…He’ll figure out something to do. 

    Once he’s not so damn irritated…

When Lon’qu heads below deck, Chrom lets in again. He orders her to go inside, like the king that her brother was becoming. His worry for her safety didn’t always manifest like she wished it did. Sometimes... he was strict and stern and commanding. More like a militia Captain than her brother.

There wasn’t any debate, though. Not anymore. Lissa huffed as she followed Lon’qu, feeling angry as well. Though her anger was for entirely different reasons. Lon’qu had ever right to glare at her like that.

Lissa was scowling as well as she came out of the rain. Her insides were lurching back and forth with the boat, but she had already vomited up everything earlier. There was nothing left to upchuck, so she was just left with a terrible headache and a world of dizzy spinning.

She grunted, her soaked hair and skirts dripping all over the floor. 

Smile Sentence Starters

Lissa smiled at him. Lips stretched out into an up turned crescent. Despite his refusal to smile, even a little bit, this was a challenge for Lissa. A goal to meet for the future. Sure, she might not get him to smile right this very moment, but give her some time and she could likely pull one out of him.