#consorsluminis

   “Such a charming young soul. You my young lad. Your spirit is quite a distinct color. Yes...you have quite a devotional spirit ‘bout you. It’s quite a beautiful young fire my boy.” The great elder murmured with a gentle rumbling chuckle, the sound familiar to the distant roll of thunder over a summer days horizon. 

        “There you are!”

        It was a great feat of will not to grab her twin by the ear and pull him up by it. “Have you any idea how long I have been looking for you? Do you know how many people I have defaced myself in front of, asking like a bumbling child if they have seen someone fitting your exact description to only be told to look in the Twelve’s-damned mirror?!”

        And yet, every fuming sentence was spoken out of love and relief. After the Brume, after he had disappeared and could easily have been presumed dead, her guard was up. What if she lost him this time? What if she had no idea, and he needed her help? What if this? What if that?

“ You’ve fought well , young one ... ” at last her voice breaks the atmosphere which has brewed betwixt them . Their mocking combat was riddled with vocal anecdotes from the young Elezen who had rose to the challenge of fighting one of Light’s Warriors . Breathing acquired from such rigorous movement in one’s fighting style had not been absolute silence as Aynur’s had , Meanwhile she’d heard cries of determination from the girl with her lunges &. slashes , seen concentration &. will in her eyes before it made manifest by Alisaie’s red magicks .

Aynur cannot help but feel pride .

Strong tone , her volume maintains quiet as at last she ceases aether’s flow to the staff . The oppressive energy which would so readily emanate from its physical boundaries at last fades , its weight upon their aura now dissipated . “ You were a sight to behold , if I may speak plain ... ” there is irony in the statement , &. Aynur knows Alisaie keen enough not to miss such , “ ... your movements were almost like a dance most frenetic . It’s clear you’ve worked ceaselessly to develop yourself in this art . From your breathing alone I can tell that you’ve needed to train your body beyond what you originally practiced . It’s paid off , Alisaie. ” 

Faint indication of a smile would pull upon lip’s corners . “ Mayhap Alphinaud one day learn a thing or two from you . Dedicated as he is to the scholastic arts of healing , he needs embrace the philosophy he acknowledges -- one’s mind may only bear fruit if the body is a fertile soil for it to grow forth . ” She would not risk to demoralize her acknowledged adversary by kneeling to her level , &. instead would  bend at her waist , extend her hand to the girl whom she’d decisively thrown to the ground with the might of Black Magic .

//eyezooms. You may be correct.

   “Goodness child, i’m twelve thousand years old and even I am naught as out of breath as you.” The great elder teased with a soft giggle.