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

I am quite certain that you would, love, but I would never ask you to do such a thing. Aeshir responded to her brother's comment about bringing down the very heavens to keep her safe. smiled up at her brother as he offered to let her ride on his shoulder. She shook her head at his offer as she looked towards the gate. Not right now. She gave a relaxed sigh as they kept walking. Perhaps later. For now I'm just enjoying the fresh air. It's nice to be out and about. Even if I do have to walk a little more than I've become used to these past few years. The Far'Anthi had been an almost nomadic people before their hibernation. They would move from one area to the next, helping people as they came across them. They would aid the people of Edyn as best they can, staying where they were needed until the need was no longer there. At that point they would move on to the next place. They'd done this for centuries until the new races were ready to live without their aid. That was when they went into their hibernation, deciding to sleep until Edyn and her people needed them once more. Aeshir smiled as she and her brother exited the city. It was nice to be out of the ARC building, and even nicer to be out of their containment cell. Things had become so strict after Lune's departure. It had become quite annoying. The only person they'd been allowed to interact with besides scientists and each other had been Stryker, and Aeshir wasn't exactly his biggest fan. He'd been an experiment just like they had and yet he was allowed the freedom to move about and had even been in charge of keeping an eye on many of the other experiments. She looked across the Westersand towards the mountains. They were most certainly going to have to cross those mountains if they were to complete their goal. How long do you think it will take us to find them, Brother? She asked as she looked up at him and cocked her head to the side. The size between the two of them had always managed to amaze people. She was so small and petite in comparison to the hulking man that was always hot on her heals. --------------- Lunenova could hear Stryker wading through the water as she continued to read her book. She waited until he had reached the edge of her little island before she closed the book that she'd been reading and set it down. She looked up at him as he spoke and smiled sweetly at him. As he finished she looked around the cave casually. This place is quite beautiful, isn't it? She asked as she gestured to the tee she sat under, the spring surrounding them and the crystals that littered the cave. Little over week ago this place was dark and void of life. She said as she held out a hand to catch a falling pink petal. Akin had managed to drag me in here and had gone to find help. When they'd returned the tree had sprung to life, blooming as though it had not been dead mere hours before, and the crystals glowed like stars in the night sky. She smiled, looking up to Stryker, though she hadn't moved from where she sat. However I doubt that you've come to hear me talk about this cave. She chuckled slightly. You say you wish me to convince you. She cocked her head to the side ever so slightly as she spoke. What is it you wish to be convinced of? --------------- Daveera calmed a bit as her father reassured her. She tried to move her leg again once her father told her that everything should be fixed. She was quite please that her legs were, in fact, functioning now. This bit of knowledge brought a small smile to her face. Thank you, Papa. She said as her gaze seemed to soften a bit. Her heart seemed to pick up a bit as he mentioned his boundless love for her, and if she had still been capable of blushing she most certainly would have been at that moment. She cast her gaze downwards, almost shyly as he brought her hand to his lips. It was moments like this made what Jenova had done to her just a bit easier to live with. She found herself reaching out for her father, silently asking him to hold her, to stay next to her. It may not have seemed like it as of late but the signs of physical affection that her father showed her meant the world to her. It was times like this that she wished that she could blush, if only to allow her father to know just what his words mean to her. She looked up at him as he told her that he would stay with her for as long as she liked. Don't you have something better to do than to cater to the needs of your helpless child? The question held no intent to push him away from her, but it held hints to the self-doubt and self-hatred that still seemed to linger. After all, how could anyone love something like her? Something so broken. --------------- Crest had not been surprised by the wariness of the group before her, nor by their lack of trust. She would have had quite a difficult time taking them, or their cause, seriously if they trusted her merely from the words of another. Even she had little trust for the people around her. That was the very reason she had chosen the position she had. Her back to the wall in a corner that gave her a good view of everyone else in the room. She had been sizing them all up this whole time, assessing what plan of action to take should they turn on her. Trust was not something one could so easily afford in her line of work. She couldn't help but smirk as the murmur rose from around the room as she revealed her mark. The Far'Anthi had once worn their marks proudly, but now they hid them as best they could, going so far as to even hide themselves for fear of falling to the same fate as many of their unfortunate brethren. Crest nodded at Cid as he spoke of their lack of trust. I'd be a bit worried if you weren't at least a bit wary. She said as she looked around the room at those present. Your goal is a dangerous and risky one, regardless of it's necessity for the well being of this planet. She said with a sigh as she reached for the gauntlet that now sat on the table in front of her. While I doubt that purifying those that ARC has twisted may even be possible I'm happy to aid you as bet I can. Well we still have to try. They didn't ask for this. Trissa said as she looked around the room at the others present. She found herself taking a moment to pause as she spoke. At least most of them didn't. Trissa's brother and sister had both volunteered for the Jenova project. Neither had listened to Trissa's pleas and she had been brushed off, and reassured that they were doing the right thing. Now they were mere shadows of who they'd once been. They'd thought that by aiding in this project they could help make the world a better place. Now they were both cruel and brutal people ruled by the whims of Jenova herself. Trissa shook herself from her thoughts as she returned her attention back to the matter at hand. We have to try and save them, if we can. Her eyes gave way to her determination. And I'm sure that I'm not alone when I say that we're more than happy to have your aid. She added with a nod in Crest's direction and small smile before giving the floor back to her husband.