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Quotes That Broke Me starters | accepting but VERY SLOW

Noctis... well, he wasn't sure if he'd heard that before, honestly. But he understood it. Knew it intimately, in some ways, but also hated it. Or--

Mixed feelings. A whole lot of jumbled emotions. That seemed to be what his entire bloodline was supposed to think. Believe, embrace. It was okay to suffer because it meant something. It made him grit his teeth.

Swallowing, Noctis ventured as delicately as he could, "Do you really think so? I-I mean... As long as you're deciding that... I guess... Pain's still kind of awful, though."

@ofsendings inquired: “   there’s  no  turning  back  .   ”

ルールー If only she knew just how wrong she was in that sentiment. How at any point she chose, even now, standing on the precipice of obtaining the Final Aeon and having every single tool available to them to defeat Sin, Yuna still had the option of turning back.

She wouldn't, though. It wasn't in her nature to give up.

No, Yuna wouldn't be able to live with herself if she turned tail and ran now. She would feel that she was letting down her father in some way, that she wasn't living up to his legacy, not to mention the fact that Yuna also knew that even if she were to turn back, another summoner would be hot on her heels and just as quick to take her place.

Someone else would die in her stead.

❝ Yuna, I— ❞ Whatever words had formed in her mind had died the moment they had reached her throat. She knew she would just be repeating the same things she had said so long ago, and that it would be a waste to try and say them all over again. Of course she wanted to change her mind, wanted to beg and plead with her to return to Besaid, to live her life to the fullest for as long as she could... that she simply wasn't ready to lose the only sister she had ever known. It would be for naught. Her words would be heard, for Yuna never turned a deaf ear to someone, but her own convictions simply would not allow her to stop.

// ooc: she’s trying to be intimidating but failing

Even if she were serious about those initial words, he wasn't troubled in the slightest. His attention swept from the pages of his newest book towards the summoner making her statement. Never was it assumed Yuna would be a demanding sort, at least not if it were just sleep. Regardless, Seymour showed no apparent signs of removing himself from his seat.

Wincing his eyes open, he a wet kiss brush up against his face. A groan would escape his dry pale lips as he felt the water kiss him again. Now fully awake, he pushes himself off the sandy ground, a frighten confusion begins setting in. He looked out toward the ocean, a familiar sight as he instantly thought of home. He would grab the sand within his palm and turn his hand over to watch it fall through his fingers. 

Was this another dream where he was back in Ghalad once again? A soft voice broke the man from his cogitations and he turned gingerly, hoping it wouldn’t be another sight of his sister. Instead, behind the blinding rays of the sun, he was greeted with a smile from a stranger. He would study her, light brown strands and a peculiar yet beautiful set of eyes.

 But perhaps what truly caught his attention was her unique and foreign attire. Rising to his feet, a look of shock painted over his visage – he wasn’t sure what to say, or if any of this was real. But then, why would he dream of someone he has never met? Surely he’d remember a kind face like hers. Earnestly he wanted to ask about where he was but the words retreated down his throat and instead, he was on guard just before taking a glance at the island behind her.

Silent Actions || ACCEPTING

🌸 -- Put a flower in my muse’s hair

As the sun was descending over the horizon, at camp Ignis was busying himself with cooking food for the party, including their newest addition Yuna. Yuna was a great addition and seemed to keep morale up, offering a smile and kind words, not to mention her skills in a fight when the imperial attacked.

While stirring the pot of bubbling stew, Ignis felt something being put in his hair right behind his ear. Reaching up and pulling it out, Ignis realized that it was a flower... When another one was placed in, again right behind his ear. Ignis turned his head and saw Yuna standing there with a smile on her face, clearly enjoying decorating him in flowers.

NONVERBAL RP STARTERS | ACCEPTING

👕 Tug on my muse’s sleeve/shirt/skirt

Ignis raised an eyebrow as he felt Yuna’s hand on his shirt. He knew she probably wanted him to know she was still there since walking in town when it was this crowded was quite terrible, but he still wasn’t used to people touching him, so he always reacted this way, even if he was doing his best to pretend nothing had happened.

NONVERBAL RP STARTERS | ACCEPTING

👃 Poke my muse’s nose

Prompto was concentrated, looking at his pictures, when Yuna sat next to him and poked his nose. He couldn’t help but chuckle. He deposited his camera on the table in front of him and looked at her, a playful smirk on his lips. 

yuna gasps a little but walks forward. placing her hands on both vanitas's face to bring him to look at her. " vani... come back to me..."

  Onyx orbs snap up when they hear her voice. Normally, they would growl at the person who was attempting to reach out to them. Humans could be foolish and they only wished to cause their Dawn pain. Yet...no, her touch is gentle, filled with concerned. 

  “...The...Summoner...”

  Vanitas reached up and rubbed his head as he felt Kye start to retreat back into his body. The blackness begins to retreat from his left eye, returning his gold orb back to form. Panic ensued and he looked up at Yuna, cupping her face with his hands.