#viirta

Nes rolled her eyes and then held her hands up to ward off the angry advance of her best friend. Being four whole fulms taller than Viirta didn’t diminish the lalafell’s intimidation factor. Nes huffed and answered, “Come on, Vii! I didn’t know he had a knife! And you know I ain’t gonna let some asshat harass someone like that. I at least knew how to fight! That boy back there was just a kid! Who solicits children like that?”

Viirta crossed her arms and glared. “I ain’t talkin’ about that, ya dense doof! I’m talkin’ about diving over a balcony with yer arms wrapped around that idiot’s neck! I ain’t a healer! What if ya'd broken somethin’!?”

Nes grinned weakly. “Well... Okay. I mighta got caught up in the fight.”

“Mighta?”

“More than a little.”

((Gonna do everyone!))

Norhi is generally a rather upbeat and happy person the majority of the time, quite bubbly in fact. And this is in spite of her constantly getting lost, or sticking her nose into things that get her in trouble, a shy streak that causes a stammer and crossing of words. A lack of direction and overabundance of curiosity makes for a few interesting adventures. But she’s naturally a rather positive person, when she gets her point across. 

Viirta on the surface, looks angry most of the time. That is a front, however. Most of the time she’s just calm and neutral. Though, it doesn’t take much for the temper to flare in honest. And if you want to see her happy, just watch her spend time with her husband and child. They are the number one bright spot in her life. Otherwise, she’s actually rather indifferent, while looking angry to get people to leave her alone.

Ceridwen is sober sort. Perhaps with an edge of fear to her life. She’s quick to smile, however, wanting to not worry anyone about herself. And she cares a great deal about other people’s comfort. But when sitting on her own, she appears very serious. She’s usually thinking about her studies in that case.

Riall’a’s usual state of is one of patience and anticipation. His work keeps him on the road a lot. And so it’s quite normal for things to change at a moment’s notice. He enjoys the change and variety a lot. It allows him to learn things about the world he’d never have guessed at.

Tannysa’s surface emotions are a mix of wonder and rashness. Eorzea amazes her and she’s quick to dive headfirst into each new discovery. Underneath all of that, however, is a strong streak of grief. Losing her home and many her people, in Doma, will take her a long time to grieve and cope with. 

Trian is very similar to his sister, Tanni, in that his surface emotions cover a huge well of grief. This is something you’d find displayed in varying levels in their entire family. His surface emotions however, are more guarded and distrustful. He acts more out of anger and confusion.

Viirta would’ve taken up smoking. One Imoue is energetic enough. And any twin of hers would either be an exact match, driving all the adults around them nuts with their mischief. Or the twin would’ve been the absolute opposite, clinging to her mother and probably making everyone think she was mute, until she was four or five summers old. Either way, Viirta would’ve driven herself nuts trying to single mother the two until her return to Ul’dah.

Well... Viirta’s reaction would depend a lot on where Kozuzu was when she last saw him. 

Was he at the market in Ul’dah? She’d prop Imoue up high somewhere and tell the girl to scream for her daddy. 

What about a trip to Mor Dhona for research work? She’d start setting the wilds on fire, while their more reasonable friends would contact the adventurer’s guild for assistance. 

Rain: I’ll write a fluffy drabble of our characters kissing in the rain. 

Viirta was pouting again. She always pouted when it rained. And Kozue knew this. So she slogged through their errands in the market, simply grateful they’d left Imoue with Tigin and Marsche that day. A moment later, Viirta steps off the side of the market, taking a moment to just sigh. She was glad to be free of the crowd for a moment.

Kozue, who’d hung onto Viirta’s sleeve the entire way, simply frowned at the sound of her sigh. His hands reached for her face, finding her cheeks and then her nose. A moment later, he pulled her closer, close enough to bump their noses together. He smiles for a moment and then gives her a small kiss. “Cheer up. We can take a bath together when we get home.”

Zip Me: I’ll write a drabble about your character dressing mine, or the other way around [this can also be used for shutting them up as well, but feel free to specify.]