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It wasn't entirely a lie, but it still hadn't been the entire part of the whole. Cyra may not have had the mind for understanding how most Garlean magitek worked, but having a familiarity with them from her history certainly helped. "Given enough time, and patience, I'm sure you'll come to find they can be rather easy to spot and disarm if you know what to look for." As indirect as it was, it was the Keepers' way of offering to teach him.

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He saw it, the anger in her expression, the hatred, the tightened jaw and her clenched fists, an expression he was not expecting from, what he had in mind, a well mannered white mage. It was like looking at a completely different person, for just that brief second, before she managed to get it back under control, and he saw the anger bleed out of her, the tension in her jaw relaxing, and he felt his own anger follow suit, sinking down to his feet and bleeding out of his boots.

Each step he felt a little lighter, until he had that telltale sway to his hips and tails of a happy Miqo'te, his eyes still looking for traps, but his ears, their blonde tips had flicked up and focused on her, listening for an answer to his question, to his probe, wondering what exactly she would say, if anything at all. He didn't have to wait more than a few heartbeats of silent steps before she answered, and he turned his head to the side to look at her as she did, humming thoughtfully as he nodded slowly in understanding.

"Whoa... Studying under E-Sumi-Yan?" He fell silent for a moment, thinking over what that meant, that he was in the presence of a master conjurer's pupil, and he bashfully realized his leaping to her rescue, or offering to protect her, was likely a waste of breath. The chances are she knows plenty how to care for herself, he thought ruefully. Especially if she knew of the traps and I did not...

It was a tiny hit to his pride, if he was honest, the desire to know everything around him, about the Black Shroud, the best hunting spots, the dangerous beasts, and the trapping habits of other hunters strong within him, since it made him a better hunter. But to miss something like this? He shook his head, his ears flicking down, then up, and his tail thrashing lightly. "I had no idea they were so prevalent. Clearly I need to work on making sure my info is more up to date."

Already, Hawthorne Hut was within sight, but the offer she gave him was not lost on the blonde Miqo'te, and he smiled warmly, skipping ahead a pace and turning back, walking backwards slowly as he looked at her and nodded in excitement. "I wouldn't mind if someone could help me learn what to look for. Especially if there might be other pesky traps I don't know about!"

His smile was warm, easy, his tail flicking about, with excitement, at the prospect of learning something new about the land around him, even if it did have to do with an invading force. Plus, as they explored, he could find good trees to cut down, saw to size, and use to repair her roof! Hm, oak wood for the supports, some simple water reed thatch to go over it, and waterproof it with linseed oil. But I will have to check the underlying walls to make sure they are still good...

Lost in thought, he flipped back around, falling back to her side, his hands on the back of his head, and he looked up at the canopy of trees above them, the green filtering through as he sighed contently, and murmured to no one in particular, "One day...I'd like to come out here and actually go through the forest without expecting dangers or Garleans. Just...walk around and relish in the beauty."

Ultimate Ship Meme - FFXIV Adapted

ULTIMATE SHIP MEME - Send my character a ❤ and I’ll fill in the form of what my character would do with yours. Adapted for XIV.

BOLD YOUR CHOICES

Affectionate; Platonic Hugs | Greeting Hugs | Holding hands | Cheek kisses | Hugs from behind | Cuddling | Hand kiss | PDA | Spooning | Shared baths | Whispers | Affectionate letters | Caressing | Stroke hair | Foot rubs | Massages | Braid/Comb hair | Take care of if sick | Platonic Snuggles | Romantic Snuggles | Forehead kisses | Noseboops | No displays of affection

Sex; | One night stand | Shower sex | Wall sex | Quickie | Neck bites | Possessive Markings | Oral | Mutual kink exploration | Morning sex | Drunk sex | Forbidden (cheating) sex | Public sex | Drug-fueled sex | Back of a wagon in motion | BDSM | Threesome | No sex

Dates; Picnic | Theater | Restaurant | Fighting Tournament | Hike | Coffee | Museum | Club | Bar | Beach | Concert | Park | City Trip | Boat ride on a lake | Fishing | Hunting | Home cooked meal & cuddles | Burlesque | Fancy Restaurant | Adventuring | No dates

Would my character…

Be the first one to ask them out? Yes | No Confess their attraction first? Yes | No Have sex on the first date? Yes | No Lie to them? Yes | No Fail to show for a date? Yes | No Cuddle after sex? Yes | No Marry them? Yes | No Bail at the altar? Yes | No Live till old age with them? Yes | No Cheat on them? Yes | No Have children/adopt? Yes | No Die for them? Yes | No

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Just as he explained, the Miqo'te began to fully relax. Her heaving breaths calmed, her writhing slowed, but her eyes remained locked open. Pupils still fixed into animal-like slits as her body would not let go of the fear and fury that coursed through her. She blinked slowly, and infrequently as she continued to fight the chemical calm that washed over her. Her bloody fingers fell nearly limp from Bryn's arm, but the force of her grip had left them fairly deep-set in his flesh. "Dangerous business being her Warden. I don't envy you, sir", the medicus let out an amused huff through his nostrils as he tucked bandages into his pocket. "By the time they're done with this one, you'll be covered in scars at this rate."

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It was a rough few minutes, with claws shifting in his arm, blood dripping down the sleeves of his coat, another one ruined, as he grunted and bore it, the pain, the blood, the shame of getting injured by a tied down and drugged medical patient. But bear it he did, breathing slow, and deep, and after those few minutes, he felt it begin.

A tingling, in his arm, around where her claws were buried, and a warmth spreading up and down his arm. He knew what it meant, what was happening, as he felt aether trying to stitch up broken skin, heal bloodied wounds, staunch the bleeding and patch up his wounds. But there was no way for it to actually complete the task, since her claws were still in there, still keeping the wound active and painful.

It was an unfortunate stroke of observance that the medicus noticed his wound, frowning up at him as he looked up, shaking his head as he muttered, "It's a light wound, hardly worth your time. I can stitch it myself if it needs it." Although he did wonder when, or if, she would let go. He shook his arm lightly, and got a tightening of her claws into his arm in response, scowling at her as he felt the wound deepen, and realized trying to tear his arm away would result in a wound that would definitely need stitches. He glanced down over the still thrashing Miqo'te and slowly realized that things were a bit...different.

In all the commotion up until now, he had not taken a great look at her, but now that he had a moment with her holding his arm, he could observe her in her weakened state. She had always had a light covering of blueish fur, but now, it seemed more evident. Like he would be able to run his hands through it and feel the fur tickling his palm. Not to mention, from what he could see of her neck and back, her dark blue stripes stuck out even more. As she growled and bared her fangs, he noted the way they were sharper, longer, more animalistic, like her behavior. And as he glanced down at her restrained legs, he had to do a double take. That is not a normal mortal's feet. They had shrunk, not as long, claws instead of nails, and her pinky toe seemed...almost gone, hardly there, like it was half fused with the rest of her foot. It was the same for them both, and for a long long moment, he swore he recognized the look of it, that it was--

Her cry jolted him back to the present, and he looked up at the medicus as he took the syringe and slowly began to inject Cyra. He was both appalled and a bit relieved, knowing she would at least stop struggling and no longer be a danger to herself or him, but to use the medicine like that, so readily. He didn't show his displeasure, just holding her as she slowly grew weaker and weaker, her slitted eyes still full of fury until she went under, her claws dropping from his arm and leaving the wounds to spurt blood for a moment before he removed his other hand from her shoulder and pressed his coat into the wounds, frowning at the wound, then Cyra, and finally the medicus, displeased with how deep the wounds were and sighing in annoyance.

"Maybe I do need the stitches. Don't worry about an anesthesia, just stitch it up quick." At least with stitches put in, they would be less likely to ask how or why he healed up so quickly. They would keep scrutiny off him, and if he pulled out the stitches at the right time, it would look like an actual healing wound. He had to be careful, always careful, no matter how much he wanted to help her.

If they had a kid killed someone meme

Send ⚰️ + a ship and I’ll tell you who I think:

is more likely to kill someone

only threatens to kill someone but won’t actually go that far

freaks out and who stays perfectly calm and collected

provides the utensils to help get rid of the body

comes up with the hiding place for the body

watches out that nobody witnesses them getting rid of the body

hides the body and murder weapon

knows the right people to deal with this

isn’t doing this for the first time

will cave in and eventually call the police

puts the blame on themself to save the other

is the better liar

How do you overcome writer’s block?

What about your muse are you most proud of?

Have you any old muses that you’d love to bring back?

Man, writers block is something I have struggled with so much. And the weird thing is, it's not from lack of wanting to write or not knowing where I want the story to go. It is simply...man, writing right now feels so hard. Sometimes when I go silent for a while on an RP, it's because I'm literally waiting for that boost of motivation to hit. Sometimes it's re-reading the amazing reply I got, or re-reading the entire RP that gets me going, but more often then not I get over writers block by playing the scenario out in my head. Imagining the character in the situation, what they would do, how they would react, and suddenly, I must write! So yah, a bit of waiting, a bit of thinking, and then the urge strikes!

Bryn: I am...proud of sticking to his character! In the past I have had a smallllll issue of everyone slowly blending towards a bit too happy, bit too kind, bit too forgiving, and actually sticking with Bryn and making him that rough and tough military man with edges as sharp as a knife (even if he cares deep down). It's a blast to write, and so much fun to see the reactions and replies to it!

Kaleh'a: What am I most proud of... I'd have to say his expressionism through his tail and ears. Writing for body parts you don't have is both challenging, yet fun, and it's a learning experience! I know right now I sometimes fall into the trap of "his tail flicks agitatedly" instead of the flick or motion be the tell of the emotion. But by far, what I am most proud of is handling those emotional tells that bring a bit more life to his character!

Old muses? Hmm... Man I go through muses like daily papers. One I would like to bring back is someone who shares the Quickdraw name, not through blood (since it's not his actual last name anyways), but through association and a bit of awe at our young Miqo'te's accomplishments. Maybe she will make an appearance one day as a fun aside. Silvia would enjoy being introduced after all!

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Ultimate Ship Meme - FFXIV Adapted

Bryn and Marlowe

Affectionate;

Platonic Hugs | Greeting Hugs | Holding hands | Cheek kisses | Hugs from behind | Cuddling | Hand kiss | PDA | Spooning | Shared baths | Whispers | Affectionate letters | Caressing | Stroke hair | Foot rubs | Massages | Braid/Comb hair | Take care of if sick | Platonic Snuggles | Romantic Snuggles | Forehead kisses | Noseboops | No displays of affection

Sex;

| One night stand | Shower sex | Wall sex | Quickie | Neck bites | Possessive Markings | Oral | Mutual kink exploration | Morning sex | Drunk sex | Forbidden (cheating) sex | Public sex | Drug-fueled sex | Back of a wagon in motion | BDSM | Threesome | No sex

Dates;

Picnic | Theater | Restaurant | Fighting Tournament | Hike | Coffee | Museum | Club | Bar | Beach | Concert | Park | City Trip | Boat ride on a lake | Fishing | Hunting | Home cooked meal & cuddles | Burlesque | Fancy Restaurant | Adventuring | No dates

Would my character…

Be the first one to ask them out? Yes | No | Complicated (hints)

Confess their attraction first? Yes | No

Have sex on the first date? Yes | No

Lie to them? Yes | No

Fail to show for a date? Yes | No

Cuddle after sex? Yes | No

Marry them? Yes | No

Bail at the altar? Yes | No

Cheat on them? Yes | No

Live till old age with them? Yes | No

Have children/adopt? Yes | No | Complicated (he hasn't thought about having kids with anyone)

Die for them? Yes | No