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

Aeshir smiled as she watched Stone interact with Kator. It warmed her very heart to see him happy and enjoying himself. It had been so long since they'd been able to interact with people so freely like this. Once the people on the streets realized that they meant no harm to anyone they were much friendlier. The walk to the Sand Sea had been quite pleasant. They had good company and, it seemed, they had made themselves some new friends. It had been a long time since they could say that they truly had friends. The meal they'd had was wonderful, and the company even more so. However the lovely time spent with their newfound friends had to eventually come to a close. Aeshir returned Aerith's hug with a smile. She couldn't help but smirk as Aerith hugged Stone's arm and told him to take care of her. She couldn't help but chuckle. Stone would always protect her. He'd rather die than let harm befall her. He'd shown as much when he willingly let them inject him with the Jenova cells after she'd been gravely injured, all because Dr. Fallcrest told him that it would help him protect her better. She also found it mildly interesting that none of them seemed to realize that they were siblings regardless of how they referred to one another. Though she couldn't quite fault them. Perhaps they thought that they merely had an almost familial comradery as warriors. She couldn't quite blame them though, as not only did they differ greatly in appearance but nothing about their behavior towards one another save the way they referred to each other might suggest that they were siblings instead of lovers. Though truthfully thy were both. We'll be certain to come see you when we return. Aeshir said with a smile. And don't worry. She began as she grabbed one of Stone's large hands as best she could. He always takes care of me. The siblings finished saying their goodbyes as they prepared to leave. Bart told them that they were always welcome at the Sand Sea and that they need only ask for him and he'd aid them as best he could. Aerith and Kator waited outside the door to the Sand Sea and waved as Aeshir and Stone left before Aerith led Kator back to market with her flower cart. Aeshir smiled as they continued down the road. It's odd to have friends again. Aeshir said as she looked at Stone out of the corner of her eye as they finally neared the gate of the city. I'd become quite used to only having you as a companion. She chuckled towards her brother. Though I wouldn't give up your company for all of Edyn. A soft smile graced her lips and her eyes sparkled lovingly as leaned her head against his arm without faltering once in her steps. --------------- Follow me then. Perhaps she'll have waited for you. Akin chuckled as he led Stryker out of the bar, and out of the village. He hoped that he was wrong and that Lune was already far from Edgewater cave, but something deep in the pit of his stomach told him that this was not the case. When they reached the entrance of Edgewater cave Akin smiled to himself. This place was breathtakingly beautiful and was a testament not only to what Lunenova was but what she and her kind could do for their world. He led Stryker inside and through the many crystals that called the cave their home all the way to the pristine lake in the center of the cave. Seems like she hasn't left yet after all. He said as he saw Lunenova sitting on a blanket under the tree on the little 'island' reading a book. If you want your answers. He gestured towards Lune. There they are. I just hope you don't mind getting a little wet. He added with a smirk as he made a reference to the increase in the water level near the island. He leaned against one of the giant crystals and lit a cigarette as he waited to watch the events at hand unfold. Lunenova had yet to move from where she sat and seemed to almost be waiting for Stryker to address her or come to where she was. --------------- Daveera began to calm down a bit as Gand reached her side. She sighed though it was a bit broken due to her current malfunctions and leaned into her father. Jonas had always had a knack for calming her down. Her tears began to slow to a stop and her sobbing faded away as her father soothed her. She closed her eyes as she curled into her father's embrace as best she could. His soothing did wonders for her frazzled nerves. Daveera seemed immensely calmer by the time her father placed her on the bed. She smiled weekly as he informed her that he was going to see what the problem was. She closed her eyes as her father opened up the panel on her thigh and let her head fall back onto the pillows. She focused on her breathing, trying to slow it as best she could so that her brain wouldn't have as much of an issue with processing everything. She looked up when her father mentioned teaching her how to do this on her own. She smiled briefly but her smile soon turned to a frown as he mentioned that she wouldn't need him anymore after that. I will a-always need you, D-a-a-a- Daveera was obviously becoming frustrated with her own malfunctions again as she raised her hand and all but slammed the palm of her hand into the side of her forehead. Daddy. She sighed as her father raised his hand to her cheek and she leaned into it, slightly nuzzling into his palm. I'm always going to need you. She said as she gazed at him lovingly. Someone has to put up with me, after all. She chuckled in an almost self-loathing manner. And no one else would ever want a broken, ugly mess like me. She scoffed. She was prone to these downward emotional spirals after she malfunctioned. It had become almost routine at this point, unfortunately. I can't even take care of myself. --------------- Trissa smiled as Cid turned to face her. She looked at him tenderly with a hint of longing as he told her of the strength she provided him. Her olive green eyes seemed to sparkle he looked down at her. Not nearly as much as you give me, husband dearest. She said as he leaned down and captured her lips with his own. She sighed at the kissed and reveled in the warmth and safety it brought her. They had little time to themselves anymore as the heads of SEED. So she deeply treasured moments like this whenever she was presented with them. Her husband's tenderness towards her had always brought her comfort, made her feel safe. To the outside world and to SEED, Trissa was a battle hardened strategist. She was responsible for handling a great deal of the tactical planning for many of the missions that the members of SEED carried out. With Cid though....... With Cid she could be vulnerable. Not the strong wife of a rebel leader, but a woman, with the needs and vulnerabilities of a woman. She smiled gently, mildly disappointed at how quickly the kiss had ended, as he told her how he loved her. She leaned in towards his ear after he stole yet another kiss from her. Perhaps, dear husband She whispered suggestively in his ear. You would be kind enough to show me just how much when we have a moments reprieve. Trissa smirked knowing full well the seed she had just planted in her husband's thoughts. A seed that, no doubt, she would pay for planting later in the most pleasurable ways her husband could dream of. For now, though, they needed to attend to this meeting. If rumored served then they would be in the presence of a very special guest. One of Trissa's best informants had assured her that the woman he was sending their way would be more than capable, and willing, to aid in the downfall of ARC. Her informant had failed to tell her why he was so certain this woman would be able to help them, but he assured her that they would soon learn their answer when they met her. Trissa entered the meeting place alongside her husband, her hand firmly grasped in his. She observed the people that were present. All of their top members were present and they all looked to their leaders for guidance. It was as Cid patted her hand before releasing it that her attention was drawn to the far corner of the room. There was a woman leaning against the wall that had apparently busied herself by carving away at a piece of wood in her hands with an interesting dagger. Cid seemed to notice her to, not that it was easy to miss her, and asked her to introduce herself after he welcomed her to their meeting. The woman looked up with her enchanting eyes from the piece of wood she'd been carving into. Trissa had never seen eyes like these before. They looked to be almost black, but held some odd red tint to them. It was easy to get lost looking at those eyes. This woman had a strong air to her. Her hair was thick and red and the majority of it was bound with a leather strap and left to hang down near the middle of her back though Trissa suspected that it might well be a bit longer than that as it was also resting over the hood of her fur cloak that rested atop her shoulders. The armor she wore was unlike anything Trissa, or honestly anyone else in the room, had seen before. There were unique and unidentifiable markings along the armor, but the sides and tops of her arms were left exposed. The exposed areas held intricate tattoos that Trissa could only assume held some important symbolism. There were even tattoos on the strong and well defined features of her face. She was tall, standing at a little over 5'11 and had broad shoulders, strong arms, and sturdy legs that looked as though they could deliver a kick that could put a chocobo to shame. My name is Crest. She began as she placed the wood she'd been carving into a pouch attached to her right side and the dagger in its sheath. She pushed herself off of the wall she'd been leaning against and moved towards the table near where Trissa and Cid were standing. I know you're all very busy. Her voice was a bit deep for a woman, though it still held a great deal of femininity to it, and it fit her appearance quite well. So I'll do my best not to waste your time. All eyes were on her as she began to remove the gauntlet from her left hand. It's come to my attention that the lot of you wish to bring ARC to ruin. She smirked a bit as she continued with the many straps and latches that held her gauntlet fast to her arm. And I'd much like to help you to that end. She was drawing nearer to the table as she continued. It has also come to my attention that you have been seeking the aid of the Far'Anthi. This made Trissa quirk an eyebrow as Crest reached the table. And I have come to inform you- Crest paused for a brief moment as she removed her gauntlet and placed it on the table. That your pleas for help will not go unanswered. With that she held up her hand so that the back of it was facing them. Standing boldly on the otherwise perfect plane of her faintly sun-kissed skin was a symbol that everyone in this room was all to familiar with. The symbol of the female Far'Anthi.