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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."

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13th-dragon-prince--[Prior]

Until Eljth learned the game that is. Pointed ears wiggled as the lizard swayed some with that ever flip-flopping docile mischievousness. A curious point to his reflection as he stared (squinted) to the sun, recognizing the time as a fair sum until true nightfall. Bryn was Hume. Hyur. He did not consume stone or crystal. Whillow pointed to his companion’s stomach unprompted. “Eat.”

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Bryn was acutely aware of the tail that wrapped around him, already familiar with what it could potentially do, and he had no desire to see who was faster in rending a spine disconnected. The warning was enough, and he saw the recognition of it, that Whillow understood it was just a playful warning, and a small little promise that he could handle the rough housing himself.

It was an effort though to not think about that shiver, the reaction to it, the way it had felt...good with Whillow beneath him. It was that other half of him, the half that craved the hunt he had just teased, and he had to roll his neck, his shoulders, his body to try and pat it down, to get it to stop gnawing at its leash. It wasn't easy, given that the Hyur was teased by a rattling tail, making him question the heritage of the dragon once again. Snake? Or dragon?

At least he got a laugh from Whill, the Hyur now standing as he stretched, rolled his hips once and making sure the unnatural bend had not messed with his mobility, grunting as he found himself actually a bit looser, taking a step, then lifting the opposite knee high, and pleased enough situated himself back onto both feet. He glanced down at Whillow, the little lizard cross legged on the ground, holding his own ankles, and peering back up at him, and speaking words rather ironic to the soldier.

Night was his greatest ally as a scout, but for what he had planned, it was his worst enemy. As the lizard mocked his motions of brushing off, he snorted at the tapping of dark chitin, recognizing and having to admit that yes, the dragon had an advantage at night, one Bryn would sorely lack. But there were other ways to track tricky dragons.

Especially with silver eyes that saw through the dark better than most.

He was whistling for Featherflame as Whillow swayed and cocked his head, looking at Bryn like a curious subject to study as Bryn took a moment to shade his eyes and also glance to the sky, marking the sun, the time, and the time till night, humming softly to himself as Featherflame slowly trotted over and brushed past the-clawed-one before stopping in front of her master. As he petted her beak, the Hyur absently grabbed something from the saddle bag and bit into it, tearing a hunk of dried and salted meat from a rough cut square, right around the same time that Whillow pointed to him and said Eat.

Holding up the jerky, he lifted an eyebrow and rumbled back, "I thought I was looking after you, not the other way around." He took another bite, nonetheless, and continued to make his way through the jerky square as he glanced back towards Mor Dhona, wondering if they should head back, and a sudden idea hit him.

"Whillow, has anyone taken you to the market?" Bryn had two fangs of deadly beasts that he could turn in, two trophies to earn a fair sum of gil, gil he could use to entice the little lizard into learning about trade and bartering. Skills he doubted the kill-first-ask-questions-later lizard knew how to use. Plus, he could buy some things for the evening. A better coat, darker, and something to hide my scent. He had no idea if Whillow could smell him, or if he could track a prey by aether alone, but if he was going to hunt and be hunted, he'd take any upper hand he could get.

"I wouldn't mind turning in our hunt, getting a bit of gil and spending it. I think half for each of us is fair?"

[ fight ] sender gets into a physical fight with receiver [Bryn]

Seeing Marlowe try to hit him was... He couldn't quite place the feeling. Amusing, yes, but almost... Sad.

He was so much larger than her, and as her fists pounded against his chest, punch after punch raining down against a thick coat as anger and tears flashed over her face... He didn't even really feel it.

She was upset, angry, sad, scared, and lashing out, and he couldn't blame her, even as nails dragged over his cheek with a well timed lunge. Blood dropped down his cheek from the wound, and he finally reacted.

It didn't matter if she was slighter than he, it her punches barely registered. He was not one to just stand there and take it. His arms, his hands, they were around her in a flash, lifting her into the air by the waist, kicking legs and all, keeping her arms pinned to her side, and with a shift, forcing her head down and away from his head and neck, into his coated chest to keep her gnashing teeth from finding life giving blood.

As Marlowe kicked, with each blow to his shins, he slowly tightened his hold, tighter, slowly applying more and more pressure, wrapping her up as he rumbled out, "Enough."

And he just held her like that.

He let her kick, and yell, and scream. He let her curse his name, his person, his actions. But he held strong. And long. And tight. Until slowly she calmed. Until her anger was exhausted, and the blood on his cheek had dried and the wounds stopped oozing.

Bruised, battered shins shifted, and he set her down, but she was unharmed, and he slowly let his silver eyes find hers, murmuring, "Better?"

[ COLLAPSE ]:     a weakened sender (either from exhaustion or injuries or whatever!) sinks into the receiver’s embrace, only to collapse in their arms, too weak to move. 

"Elu!"

Bryn was there in a flash, wrapping her up in his arms, the blonde Miqo'te limp and weak as he held her close to his chest, his silver eyes alight with worry as he peered at her face as his limp lover trembled from exertion. She had warned him about this, about how using too much of her power, her aether could lead to her collapsing, exhausted and weakened, unable to protect herself or others.

Which was where he came in.

Carefully, with the grace that defied his size and training, he lifted her, a hand at the back of her head to support it, the other slipping around her waist and lifting her into his arms. Her head was nestled against his chest, and even as he grumbled, he planted a soft kiss to her forehead. "What did I tell you about going too hard?"

Rising back to his feet from the kneeling position he had slid into to support her, he carried her cradled to his chest, away from the destruction wrought by her and him, away from the delighted cries of freed souls, away from their captors who would terrorize no more, his steps sure and strong as he rumbled out softly to her.

"Don't worry, Elu. I've got you, love."

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