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𝓼𝓽π“ͺ𝓻𝓼. ([personal profile] hobbitholmes) wrote in [community profile] synthneon2021-11-19 12:58 am

FF PSL | ❝ for those we can yet save. ❞

AFTERGLOW
β€” hear, feel think. β€”
❄️ HEAVENSWARD
β˜… Ever Heavensward (3.0)
    β€” Ishgard Meetings, Part 2

β˜… As Goes Light, So Goes Darkness (3.1)
    β€” Unfleeting Emotions

β˜… The Gears of Change (3.2)
    β€” Heavy Hearts, Part 2

β˜… Revenge of the Horde (3.3)
    β€” Starlight Festival (Alkaid)
    β€” Starlight Festival (KP)
πŸ”₯ STORMBLOOD
β˜… IC Permission
β˜… IC Permission
β˜… IC Permission
β˜… IC Permission
β˜… IC Permission
BEYOND
CODE BY TESSISAMESS
thewayforpeace: (πŸ’ 106)

[personal profile] thewayforpeace 2021-12-22 07:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Throwing almost all care about propriety and who sees them to the winds, he leans in, intending to give her another kiss, perhaps a briefer one this time, but it turns out that they never get the chance.

He hears someone's footsteps approaching, followed by a voice calling out to Alkaid. To him, this signifies the end of their intimate encounter and perhaps a more lengthy end to any time that they would spend together. Of course, he fervently hopes that this summoning from the Scions, for that is the most likely explanation for it, is only a summons to a meeting, not a call meant to send her off to some far corner of the star.

Even if it is, however, he knows that he will wait however long it takes for her to return. For now, though, he tightens his hold on her for just one more brief moment before he very reluctantly releases her.

Straightening up, he glances at the approaching messenger. ]


It would seem as though your presence is required elsewhere. [ He is of half a mind to insist on accompanying her, but he assumes he would be barred from entering, even if he is the Lord Commander. He has no sway over the Scions and thus no right to be present during their meetings. It was only a fool's thought. ]
shepherdtostars: Ρ•Π½Ρ”ΟΠ½Ρ”Ρβˆ‚Ρ‚ΟƒΡ•Ρ‚Ξ±ΡΡ•γ€˜ βˆ‚ΠΈΡ•. γ€™ (shadow 🌸 03.)

[personal profile] shepherdtostars 2021-12-23 08:41 am (UTC)(link)
[ She sighs loudly in protest, ears bending back against her head underneath the hood as he has to pull away from their attempted kiss. Her eyebrows turn up in something of a pout before turning her head to look at it is who interrupts her time with Aymeric.

Tataru stands a level below them with her hand raised in greetings. Alkaid cannot help the scowl that takes her face. ]


It would seem so.

[ Her gaze goes back to him, as if to ask if he wishes to interject one last time. ]
thewayforpeace: (πŸ’ 06)

[personal profile] thewayforpeace 2021-12-23 10:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He wishes he could reach for her hand, to at least maintain some form of contact, but he decides to refrain, resolving to make up for this separation at a later time.

He glances at Tataru, offering her a friendly smile before he asks: ]


Is something the matter? [ Of course, he is not privy to all that the Scions do, so he does not expect nor demand an answer, but he merely wishes to inquire if something is amiss, and if so, if there is anything he might be able to do. ]
shepherdtostars: Ρ•Π½Ρ”ΟΠ½Ρ”Ρβˆ‚Ρ‚ΟƒΡ•Ρ‚Ξ±ΡΡ•γ€˜ βˆ‚ΠΈΡ•. γ€™ (shadow 🌸 01.)

[personal profile] shepherdtostars 2021-12-26 06:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Alkaid remains standing on the rail with perfect balance. Her hands fall to her sides as she suddenly feels colder and a deep ache starts to beat inside her. Her gaze briefly moves to the side as Tataru approaches them from the level below. ]

Ah, nothing that should directly harm Ishgard, Lord Commander. There are reports of primals from the Beast tribes all over Eorzea that may need addressing...

[ Her eyes narrow. Of course. Where would the Scions be without their pair of Primal Slayers? She closes her eyes and nods, slipping off the railing to join Tataru with unsurprising grace. ]

We tried to call you, but, are we interrupting something...?

[ Alkaid stares at the ground and raises a hand to dismiss her question. She glances up at Aymeric with a look of bittersweet Longing before wordlessly moving forward to the streets that would lead to the aethershard. ]