#pxlsian

“ 'bout time you showed up. any longer and i was gonna think you forgot. ”

The other woman’s words are heard, and yet they almost seem to fall upon deaf ears— even if that is not the case in the slightest. Emeralds hues seem… fixated on something in the distance, and yet not at the same time. It’s almost as if she’s in a trace, brought upon by those very words that still rang loudly in her ears.

A better woman? The mere thought of being anything other than what she actually was almost made her want to laugh, albeit bitterly. It was true she was a decent person in her own right, all things considered… Yet still the doubt lingered, gripping her form from within. There were reasons, so many reasons in fact, why she had made her home in Abyss long ago. It had been a sanctuary in her eyes; home, if it could truly be called that.

But now she’d left it all behind—back into a world where being her ‘true’ self would be dangerous, not just to herself but to others as well. Was she really willing to risk hurting people again all for the sake of attempting to live a normal life? Apparently so.

Thin brows knitted together while she stayed lost in thought for a few moments longer, before finally a sigh escaped as she turned to stare at Dorothea. “I’d like to believe that, missy. I really would.” There’s a long drawn out pause then as she lifts a hand to awkward rub her neck, before Fang finally speaks up again. “It’s just— do you think that’s actually possible? Bein’ a better woman, I mean. I want to be better, to do better even, I just… don’t think I have it in me sometimes.”

dorothea leaves fang to her contemplation, but not her demons. those she’ll strike down, and without a moment’s hesitation.

“ whether you believe it or not, ”   she says kindly,   “ changes nothing. you’re the same person, regardless, and that person is no less worthy to be here than the rest of us. no less worthy to walk the sunlight, whenever she wishes. ”

for the abyss is an unholy place, where no human should have to make their home. every abyssian here deserves to know what light on their skin is like, and know that it’s something to have in more than just portions. stay too long in the dark, and you forget your humanity. 

fang has that, in abundance. she just needs some help remembering.

“Curse or no, pain or no, the form itself is still not truly have anything at all to do with the the forms physical appeal, as for the curse as you call it, well torments aside the power is yours, you decide if it’s a curse or a blessing not the ones who made you. The path to power for mortals is rarely pleasant after all.” He wasn’t belittling her torments, he believed that for her they were the worst of the worst, even so the quaking of the land with her tail didn’t even affect him, not emotionally with intimidation or physically, as the shaking of the ground he didn’t even shift, his body remaining stationary as the earth heaved beneath him.

“Besides, I would be remiss if I didn’t point out that I said more appealing then the other’s I’ve seen prior to you, that isn’t the same as saying that the form itself is simply appealing.” He was very careful with his words around beings like her, not because he feared them but because he didn’t want to simply shun them, push them away, and ruin any chance at some fun in the future by being needlessly rude.

     “ are you paying attention ? ”      she asked as she glanced towards the older, tapping the pages of the textbook with her fingernail.      “ we have to learn this if we want to pass the exam. ”

I actually love making gif icons tbh, and Tifa is a queen soooo…. its tempting LOL

     Wait for it...

     Vanille inhaled slowly and stood absolutely still, carefully ignoring the plethora of Pulsian bugs that landed on her as she concentrated with all her might.

     Just a moment longer... and... NOW!

     With a jolt the wires inside her wand came zipping out of their sockets and into the river below. A flurry of bugs, startled by the movement, whipped around in the air.

      ❛ ...No way! I missed it again? ❜

     She couldn’t believe it. She had moved a moment too late, and the fish she had her eyes on ― sensing her presence ― got away once more. Reeling her weapon back, she huffed and thought about how few contributions she’d made to the hunting parties the past few days. As Fang would say, Lady Luck was not on her side at all.

     Speaking of, I wonder where Fang is now? Vanille had hoped that Fang would be finished up with her hunt for the day by now. But knowing Fang, she was probably still going, catching every last monster Gran Pulse had to offer. She was always better at catching fish and other little creatures for the village than Vanille had ever dreamed of being.