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@aethersurged — sc.
“Well, Aion? I must assume you’ve missed me.” Cruel of him, perhaps, to keep vanishing so, but Asclepius has always been so unapologetically avoidant. “Ah, yes, such wonderful features curved in pure joy. You never cease to bring heat to my cheeks.”
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@aethersurged : 𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇 𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒 from miss amarantha,
----- 𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇 𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒 (accepting)
Whether she’d bed a pirate captain or not... Yotsuyu hums softly as she has a closer look at the woman standing in front of her, the tip of her smoking pipe resting against her painted lips. She scarcely knows Amarantha. Physically, she’s certainly attractive - and Yotsuyu can’t deny feeling drawn to other women in leading positions, either.
“ ----- I don’t see why not.” A small, mischievous smile suddenly appears on her lips as she cocks her head to the side slightly. “If you dare sneaking into my private chambers, that is.”
@aethersurged -- ❛ don’t die before i do. ❜ from wyatt oh no // 🐝 * ― 𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐌𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐈𝐍
( 🐇 ) ❝ HEH . . AND HERE i thought you were damning m - my as it was. ❞ her voice as always was a struggle to work with, much more so now as she struggled to breathe in general. she was exhausted, beginning to shiver lightly as she leant ‘gainst A STEEL WALL.
BREATHING WITH A LOW ( and wet ) wheeze she whined soft, one of her hands patting around the floor ‘til she found his hand, grabbing it weakly and giving it a squeeze. mm --------- who knew that poison arrows and a gash to the side with only potions to TRY AND STARVE OFF the discomfort would do practically nothing for one.
❝ I’LL T - TRY. ❞
@aethersurged -- ❛ don’t be afraid, i’m here. ❜ from lys! // 🐝 * ― 𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐌𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐈𝐍
( 🐇 ) < I AM SORRY. > it takes almost six minutes for anything to come out of her as the veena clenched her eyes shut. she struggled to ground herself, panting rough and rasped as blood dripped from her lips. enshrouding to protect those she cared for had been a good idea at the time but, well, her opponent now lay dead, she was traumatized and shaking and she was scared of the RAMIFICATIONS OF THIS.
( THEY’LL KILL YOU kill you kill you kill you YOU MUST STRIKE FIRST. STRIKE NOW OR YOUR NECK WILL BE ! )
A CHOKING SOUND left her as she gripped at strands of her hair ‘fore clinging to one of her longest friends with tears welling and spilling over. she’s so sorry, she didn’t mean for this happen -------- she’s overwhelmed and FEELING SICK all at once.
IF LYS DECIDED to kill her now ( let alone wyatt, wherever he might be ) she would not BLAME THEM at all.
kisses his cheek.
Man, Lys is so neat. Would it be cheeky of him to...
"H-hey, could you kiss me on my other cheek, too? And, uh, my nose? And my forehead!" A pause, then he grimaces. "Wait, maybe not my forehead. I feel a bit sweaty up there... oh, but, don't forget my mouth, too, okay?" He grins, turning his face so that Lys will hopefully do as he requests.
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@aethersurged : "i feel as though your chambers should be guarded more carefully," amarantha purrs, heels clicking on the floor 'neath her feet. a challenge, it had been, she could allow this much, but certainly not the worst she had ever faced. no, she had expected much more to fight against. or mayhap yotsuyu had simply called her guards away, left only that easily disposed handful behind, on purpose? whatever it is, she is here now, and not going anywhere.
Yotsuyu is pulled from her absentmindedness brought by the confines of her chambers when she hears Amarantha’s voice, a small smile playing on her lips. What a pleasant surprise that her challenge had been accepted. Although, to be frank, she would have been sorely disappointed otherwise. “Perhaps I will have more guards patrolling the area next time, then. I wouldn’t want this to be TOO easy a challenge, after all,” she hums softly as she sets aside her cup of tea and rises to her feet. Beckoning Amarantha closer with a single finger, Yotsuyu moves to now instead settle down on the edge of her bed. She’s loosened the fit of her robes in favor of comfort yet it’s no more revealing that it’s been before. No, if Amarantha wants to see more, then she’ll either have to say so now clearly or work for it herself. “But you didn’t take me up on my offer only to tell me that, did you?”
"nostalgia weighs heavy on the soul." from mhitra!
Caught in a moment together among the air of Apkallu falls, Y’shtola realizes that much more time has passed sine they last spoke in person. The fault she wholly claimed but it did not change the clarity of its factual nature as they continued to speak. Mhitra's work among the Sons of Saint Coinach spelled promising as she shared the details between vaunted and joyous successes among failed trails and lost knowledge. She often related her work to memories they held in their home prior to venturing to Eorzea. That often the habits and mannerisms of Sharlayanas seemed to transcend the effects of time – and she of course couldn’t agree more.
The likes of tomes discovered in vast unearthed allagan ruins correlated to the tomes discovered in secret from under the protectors of knowledge among high ceiling libraries. Long journeys across Eorzea reminded of the treks across Sharlayan into areas they knew they should have very well avoided. In all recollections, one commonality rings true – that they had fared this realm side by side and had depended on each other for more than many knew.
Each tale though ending is high spirits and fair laughs and jest at each other’s expense, that doleful reality remained underlying.
“Nostalgia weighs heavy on the soul."
Mhitra aired her words, and Y’shtola believed she had the right of it. Though she wouldn’t make any vaunted promises to increase the frequency of their meetings, and knew that Mhitra would not expect as much, Y’shtola knew that the weight of nostalgia would retain their faith in one another. Should weeks, months or years pass, her bond with Mhitra would never change.
“That it does.” She concedes initially, though finding some amusement in an effort not to outwardly linger in somber tones, “if only it meant no longer marking yourself an unwitting accomplice in imagined schemes you claim to be of my making. Or have you forgotten that half of which were of your design?”
@aethersurged replied : [hisui vc] friends!!
“happily so. you’ll need a guide now that you are outside of the village, right? but before that, I have a question I wanted to ask since we freed the princess - why by the seven hells and all the kami do you guys have chests that turn people into old women?!”
