#shiningluz

@shiningluz​ asked: laurel has been staring, up and down, like the slut flirt she is.

     THIS KEEPS ON HAPPENING, FAR MORE MANY TIMES THAN HE LIKED. The Viera isn't some sort of otherworldly attraction that people could just observe with their misplaced interest. He supposed it has aught to do with just how uncanny it is to find his kind here in Eorzea. Above them, the sun burned away the last shreds of cloud. People passing by panted, even under the shade.

❝ Ow...! ❞

 He had certainly felt more pain than just a needle pricking his finger. It seemed every day, the memory of that pain faded. Little by little. And yet, he could sadly admit that he still sometimes forgot that he could feel things with his right hand. He had been part of the tower longer than he had been... Well, human. A small dot of blood dripped down his hand. Despite trying to learn to sew from Laurel, it seemed like his skills as a student had been lost to time. He frowned, closinghis hand into a fist, the pressure easing the small amount of pain in the tip of his finger. 

Reading:

“People don’t like having to bend over to get their drinks. We really need to raise the bar.” from that lovely blind woman Adrastea

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❝They'll be spilling their drinks if the bar has high standards.❞

Reading:

Fedarlona comes with good tea and some snacks :DD

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And Vasco will gladly take them. What an honor to get something from her.