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What it says on the tin, give me your starters or make a request.

Pick a scenario if you need ideas.

Date: 2019-12-17 12:20 am (UTC)
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Aye.

[ That's all that needs to be said on that, but their return is otherwise uneventful after that. At the very least, she spares him the embarrassment of bridal carrying him all the way back—

Though the days past that are the ones she truly does cherish. Learning about him, bit by bit when they do chance to be alone— it's something she knows she can't be careless with. But as time progresses, she too welcomes him more and more until it becomes quite obvious to the others in the Crystarium that there's something happening. Nothing that they can immediately call out or discuss, but anyone with a sharp eye would notice the hidden smiles, the flick of her tail lingering close to him, or the fact that the Exarch would wander out from places no one would expect him to be in.

But she is responsible for his health, as she assigns herself to it, much to the whispered giggles of the others at the infirmary— and she enjoys it all anyway without giving away anything in particular. The Exarch's own elusiveness helps, and she laughs about it as she meets with him in the chambers past the Ocular.

Has it been moons already? Time feels so hard to gauge here, but the comfort forming there has been intensified with the moments of intensity in their intimacy. Even her appearance seems to have changed, now adopting more styles of the world they're currently in.

One night, as she's cleaning up with his medication to set the trays aside, she stretches as she looks over at him. ]


... so the little group of children that play as you added a new character to their story. The Radiant Dragon, protector of the moon. She's sending the Exarch on a quest to find the three magical stones of the shadows to save the Crystarium.

[ No prize for guessing where they got that inspiration from. ]

... they didn't know what a moon was, by the way. When I told them, they didn't believe me.

[ She turns and walks over to where he is, draping her arms around his shoulders from behind. ]

You should come play with them again. They like seeing you around, love.

[ And so does she, but that goes without saying. ]

Date: 2019-12-20 12:05 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] menphina
[ He might not particularly need it, but he still only has a body that has to maintain his vitality after all. She's been watching over him, even as his work begins to grow in earnest— with more people being drawn into the First, people that they've become aware are tied to the Warrior of Light.

She wonders how long she's been away from home, herself. Is her son alright? Her husband and brother? Her tribe...? Though in the end, she knows that missing them and mourning their absence will do nothing for her. His words do make her smile wryly though, as she bumps the side of her head against his. ]


Don't make promises you can't keep.

[ A gentle admonishment as she gives the side of his ear a little nip for the cheek tickle, and slowly peels herself away, only to offer her hand to take his and urge him to sit down on the floor cushions with her. Her hands go to his waist, making him sit comfortably, and without much ceremony, she leans in to have their mouths meet again. It's a soft, inviting kiss, savouring his lips and the flavour of him, before she nuzzles his nose with hers. ]

I will admit it was mildly entertaining watching that pretty elezen give you a piece of her mind.

[ She hasn't spoken to any of the Scions herself, leaving that interaction to the Exarch. She doubts she could provide them with anything of use or comfort, even if she is, like them, from the Source and trapped here.

But she doesn't really see it as a bad thing, especially with what's happening now. And right now, all she's focused on is the glitter of his red eyes, the warmth in his face and the lush sensation of heat from his body. A stark difference to when they first met, where disappointment and stress had been cloaking him like a shroud.

Her fingers trace over his jawline, over the shimmering blue crystal that matches the construction of their surroundings, and at least for now, for a short spell, she's doing what she knows to do best. Making him take a break. He's likely learnt by now that unless it's something of absolutely dire consequence (which is when she won't interrupt him at all)— she will break him away from work to rejuvenate and re-stimulate his thoughts otherwise.

And this is one of those times.

Soft purrs emanating from her as she steals a few more kisses, she urges him close until she's got him relaxing and seated comfortably against her she's the dude there descriptions are hard.

But, it's enough to make her relax as she strokes back his hair and her tail moves to gently coil around his. ]


You're looking better, though. Things seem to be looking up for you, Raha. I'm guessing this means you're seeing more progress. Would that I could help, but I wouldn't know where to start.

[ With his knowledge as it is, all she can offer is her sharp memory and just reading through the tomes he's already pored over. She remembers details, texts and information without error most of the time, but it's all she can do right now. She's no mage of high caliber or a hero.

As much as she does try to be at times, without really intending to. ]


You are tensing up, here. What's gotten you so wound up?

[ Even if she can't help with heavier problems, she can at least listen. ]

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