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

[hobbitholmes]

AFTERGLOW

— hear, feel think. —

❄️ HEAVENSWARD

★ Ever Heavensward (3.0)
    — Ishgard Meetings, Part 2

★ As Goes Light, So Goes Darkness (3.1)
    — Unfleeting Emotions

★ The Gears of Change (3.2)
    — Heavy Hearts, Part 2

★ Revenge of the Horde (3.3)
    — Starlight Festival (Alkaid)
    — Starlight Festival (KP)

🔥 STORMBLOOD

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BEYOND

CODE BY TESSISAMESS

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[shepherdtostars]

[ The wiggle makes a broad smile spread on her face. She is glad to see that despite it all, her sister can still smile. Her head can be lifted and laughs can come easily from her. While Alkaid may push forward? Her empathy can almost be a negative. She truly does not know what it would be like without her sister on this grand adventure. ]

I will be certain to ask for a dinner when I write to him. [ Oh, had she mentioned she would be writing Aymeric? ] We could even make up for the breakfast that was interrupted when we tried to plan the wedding...

[ Her eyes close. People would die of wounds or illness. Yet, she understands what her sister means. The wars ending would mean less dying. ]

Do you wish to save him so much? Even though he is a stranger?

[elpides]

[ Part of her still wishes for a world where there are no wars and everyone exists side by side, peacefully with each other. Even so, she's certain she might never see such a world, no matter how much she wishes for it. But if nothing else, at least she and her sister can try and bring hope with them wherever their paths take them. ]

You've been writing to him? [ She hadn't known that, but she supposes that she should have guessed. ] I'd like that, and I'm sure he would too.

I do want to save him, and his people. You should have heard the way he talks about us. He's counting on us, and... [ She lets out a quiet sigh then. ] To hear him talk about it, his people just push forward every day, but they just have what must seem like a far-off hope driving them.

Will that be enough? [ That last question is said quietly, more to herself than anything, but there are no answers for it. ]

[shepherdtostars]

Not yet, but, I plan to. [ A long sigh leaves her, fingers continuing to brush down her sister's hair. ] There has been little time to write what I would like... and, I imagine he will get reports of what the Scions are doing regardless. What I wish to send him is describing the places we see, the people we meet. Why put into words what I know the Scions will say before me?

[ She has had too many disappointments with that. While he may wish to hear her recounting of events? Alkaid would prefer to tell him what he would not hear. There is enough tension between her and the rest of the Scions at the moment. Or at least, there is from her end. Perhaps they care not about her feelings in regarding the latest events. ]

Hope can do amazing things. Look at what the hope of the war ending between man and dragon has done for Ishgard. [ Alkaid gives her sister a smile. ] Tell me how he sounded.

[elpides]

I'm sure that letters from you will be a nice surprise for him. [ She relaxes even further beneath her sister's comforting touch. ] He really doesn't get to travel very much, does he? [ It just seems that he has so many responsibilities that he has to remain in Ishgard, or at least close by. ] Anything you can tell him about the places we're seeing would be welcome. And you know how he feels about having to read so many... What did he call them? Arid reports?

[ Her expression shifts once again as she recalls her conversation with the Exarch and how she desperately wanted to do something right then and there to help. ] Hopeful, of course, but I think that he sounded a little desperate too. He has to lead his people, and he needs our help with something... [ She would shake her head if not for the fact that Alkaid is still brushing her hair. ] It seems like he has a lot that he's carrying.

[shepherdtostars]

I imagine whatever travel he does is close within Corethas. Wartime would open the way for travel, yet it seems they are unwilling to let him go just yet. Maybe one day ... [ Her ears droop ever so slightly. ] Arid is certainly the way he likes to describe them. Would you like to send him something as well?

Desperation ... I hope it does not lead him to do something rash. [ Given what they have already seen in the world. Ala Mhigo is a prime example. ] If he leads a settlement of people then he certainly does.

[elpides]

[ She can hear that tone in her sister's voice, and she reaches over to take hold of her free hand so she can give it a squeeze. ] Maybe one day, he'll finally have the chance to travel with you. [ She might not have said as much, but K'thisru's fairly certain that is what her sister wants more than anything. ] You know what, I think I would.

I hope it doesn't either. He insists that he will be there whenever we finally arrive, but I- Well, I still worry about him even though I don't know him all that well.

[ She sighs, knowing she really shouldn't worry so much about a veritable stranger, but she can't help it. ] I'm sure that he would do anything for his people, but I hope that anything doesn't include putting himself in harm's way.

[shepherdtostars]

Maybe.

[ She squeezes her sister's hand in return. Their situation is far from hopeless or without resolution. Outside forces will either need to be stopped or turned away from. Those forces neither of them can truly walk away from.

Regardless, she nods. When she writes her letter? She will be certain to wait for her sister to add to it. ]

We don't need to know someone very well to care for them. They are people who live on our star. [ She smiles. ] We will have to keep our eye out for him. I need to meet your mysterious stranger.

[ She moves to address the next statement when a familiar voice calls to them. Alkaid looks down over the edge to see Lyse waving to them. She sighs and gives a gentle nudge to K'thisru. ]

I'll follow your lead.