Thread: ☢Final Fantasy: Edyn's Lament☢ [-Haru|Lila-]

Though they were not telepathic, there was a string empathic bond between the siblings and Stone looked down at his sister as she asked her question. Of course you can sweet sister mine. he responded to her about riding on his shoulder, and he set up near one rail, as he watched Aeshir. Leaning on the steel tubing railing, Stone's eyes looked through the visor of the armor he wore. Normally such a thing might hinder one's vision, but the readout on the inside of the visor showed and told him everything he needed to know, and one massive hand came to rest on the small of Aeshir's back. Moving a little closer Stone made sure he had a good hold on his sister, though he knew to trust her balance as they were at the railing. As she spoke about Lune and Stryker Stone rumbled in agreement. It might take us some time. Our pace is likely to be a little slower as well. I admit I am not the fastest person I know. he said, though they both knew that he was plenty fast in short bursts. His reflexes were quite keen and in a fight he was surprisingly fast. But he was also right in that he wouldn't be winning any long distance races. - Another twelve hours or so and they were exiting the mountains and out under the sun again as the ferry moved smoothly along toward the lake. Stone looked up to the sky and removed his helm, letting the air flow over his face and through his hair. Closing his eyes at the sensation the breeze here was much more cool than it had been in Shornhelm and the Westersand. After a few moments Stone opened his eyes to smile over at his sister. I can think of a way for us to celebrate this newfound freedom once we disembark from the ferry. he told her, mischief in his eyes. One hand patted her in a very familiar way on the behind and his intent was clear. The afternoon passed and as evening approached the lake could be seen up ahead and there were several points that the ferry stopped out to allow passengers to get to shore. Now that the lake was in sight, Stone randomly picked one and took Aeshir by the hand, having paid the fare and they were allowed to disembark. Soon they were on shore and Stone's gaze turned to the large lake. I can feel Lune. She is not far, but it will take some time to pinpoint her. Stone said. --------------- Stryker was not at all surprised by Lune's answer, and he contemplated how to respond for a moment. It is instilled in you to preserve Edyn, and to destroy Jenova. I will aid you, if you'll have me, but you should know that I have Jenova Cells within me, and there will be some of your kin that would certainly want to destroy me. he informed her, as if she didn't know. Stryker moved to her, unafraid, and took a seat close by, unclasping his sword to set it across his lap. So how do we even start? You know that ARCsees Jenova not as a destructive force, but as one to be manipulated to their own ends. They'll not let us simply destroy it, so... do you have a plan? His bright blue eyes regarded her as he spoke. --------------- Jonas smiled softly at his daughter, unaware of the inner workings of her mind, though responding in typical fashion to her physical advance. His lips met hers with a tenderness that a father reserved for a daughter, and he kissed Daveera with a slight moan of both pleasure and relief. The action of his daughter was seen as both a good sign of recovery and the proof that she had not lost her humanity despite the fact that she had been given a mostly synthetic body. Despite this fact the hand of her father slid up her body, feeling the simulated warmth along her limbs until he cupped the side of her face, caressing her cheek as he deepened the kiss. The tip of his tongue pressed along the seam of her lips, testing, seeking, and his breath exhaled warmly across her cheek as her father's body reacted in ways that would normally be reserved for a lover. --------------- There was no mistaking the looks shared by the females present, and Cid knew the reson for it. There was little to be done about that now and the topic had run its' course, many times, so instead he turned his attention to the woman known as Crest. So why do you think all of us would be slain? What do you know of this place and what might be inside? Our intelligence says this is not a military installation, though obviously some soldiers would be present. To our knowledge it is a science installation, full of doctors and scientists, but the backbone of ARC. Cid said, wondering where their recon might be mistaken.