#themikqote

I fire.

And then I miss.

Kezia

“Good morning, Ku…ru…” the miqo’te said as she sat upright on the bed, looking around the empty room “Oh…that’s right…”, and quickly, her happiness melted away. The silence, the absence of a special someone to tell her jokes or stories in the morning, was a new reality she wasn’t quite used to yet. Getting out of bed and dressing herself up, she walked out, seeing Juu going about as usual. “Hm? ...Ah! Kezia!” the pale Keeper said looking at her, “Still tired?” he said with an enthusiasm that surprised Kezia a bit. They had completely lost someone very dear to the two of them just the previous day, and he was going about as if nothing had happened. “I…I know, I’m just a bit shaken up by…” she hesitated, trying to speak through her sobs. “Is…aught amiss?” said Juu, putting an arm on her shoulder “T’was a bad dream, I assume?” “Tis awfully strong of you to act this way, especially in his absence but…how I wish it were the same for me…” she replied. To this, she received a confused look from the pale Keeper “In…whose absence…?” he said, the words ringing through Kezia’s ears. “Wh…What? Juu, now is hardly the time for jests…” she said, with eyes wide open, gazing at the other with a sense of seriousness. “I…assure you that it was no jest…are you unwell?” he asked as Kezia’s expression twisted into one of absolute terror “Th-Then…No, he’s been with us throughout our adventures! On the docks at Limsa! And at Snowcloak…you and...” “Kezia…”, Juu said cutting her sentence short, “…you, me, and Kameko…we were the only ones who were in Snowcloak…” And just like that, realization came over her, Kuru was truly no more…

Juu

‏@mikanzuki_chan: smother them with love i'van