“Dekkarra has been with me since childhood. He has always been there for me through everything. An even though I was broken for so long he was still there. He might not have known how to help me but he did his best. So what I love most about him is the fact that he is always there for me. I still don’t know what I did to deserve someone like him.”
(Well… being that their living space in the house only has one bed. Unless someone is sleeping on the couch on the other side of the room, they sleep in the same bed together as much as they can. Of course that is nights when they are both home at the same time. So if they are sleeping separately it is only because one of them didn’t come home that night for whatever reason. Usually work related.)
♥ Do they enjoy talking to their partners before going to sleep or is it straight to dreamland?
(For Dest it depends if there is something weighing on her mind or not. Though sometimes she tries not to burden Dek with her problems. So many of times she mostly just seeks the comfort of snuggling up with him an falling asleep that way. Sometimes he’ll do the talking an she’ll just listen as she drifts off. He doesn’t really mind though. Their relationship isn’t ideal but the two of them make it work somehow.)
♥ Do they have a ‘type’?
(Destiney does in a sense have a type. She doesn’t often go out seeking though being married. But she has been known to have a one night stand now an again. An yes Dek knows as they have a open relationship. Her type is generally usually dark skinned wildwood or duskwights. Male usually but she has been known to have been seen with the occasional lady. Though she has also on occasion been seen with people other then elezen but her preferred type is definitely elezen.)
♥ Do they enjoy talking to their partners before going to sleep or is it straight to dreamland?
(Lance would prefer to talk. Not always something serious. Just sometimes enjoying listening to another person’s voice. Almost like a reassurance they are there. Generally he’ll try to remain awake till the other person falls asleep. Then just lay there looking at them for a little before finally closing his own eyes. Assuming of course he wasn’t exhausted from a long shift of duty.)
♥ Do they have a ‘type’?
(He doesn’t really have much of a type at this time. He mostly wants someone interesting. Someone who has spark and drive. Someone who isn’t afraid to stand side by side with him in a fight. That is the kind of person he wants to find.)
♥ Do they enjoy talking to their partners before going to sleep or is it straight to dreamland?
(Kari would more then likely be straight to dreamland. Mostly because she would probably be worn out. She has never had much problems with falling asleep but she is a light sleeper.)
♥ Do they have a ‘type’?
(Karigan doesn’t really have much of a type yet either. She hasn’t really attempted any relationships yet. She has been more focused on her life and goals rather then romance. But more then likely it would be someone who treats her with respect and is easy on the eyes at the very least.)
Destiney just had to smile. He had a point. What did it matter as long as she enjoyed herself. Not like she had ever cared what the other kids had thought back then anyways. She had come to care a bit more what some people thought now but… Nope still didn’t care what people who didn’t know her thought. Daisy decided to take a seat on her shoulder as she was walking with Riski.
Her eyes were more on the toads then the dimming of his smile. Ugh she hated those toads. Definitely did not want to get pulled in by one of their tongues so she made sure to remain close to Riski as they passed by. She looked back to him as he gave an answer that was evasive. She could tell as he avoided answering the question completely. It was still an answer though. Well that or he had misunderstood but she was leaning more towards evasion. Obviously something about it wasn’t something he wanted to discuss. She wasn’t about to pry though. “I’m originally from Gridania. Spent several years in Ishgard and now live in Ul’dah. So we’re both a bit of the traveling type I’d say. I don’t do near the amount of freelance work I used to though. So I see less of the world then I once did.”
Riski put a protective arm around Destiney as they skirted the toads, releasing her again when they were in the clear. It wasn’t that he didn’t respect her personal space, it just seemed like the right thing to do when she crowded in on him for shelter. “I like the freedom travel provides. I never have to stay in the same place twice if I don’t want to, and the faces change with the locales.” He chuckled and offered her a wink. “Except when destiny plays a hand,” he said with mock seriousness, violet eyes sparkling at the punnish phrase. It had additional meaning to him as well, which made it even more pleasing.
“Ul’dah is an interesting place. A little too hot for my taste, but I’ve had a few jobs out there. And learned some interesting dance moves.” It had been a while since he’d last visited the desert city. That, he mused, would need to be corrected sometime in the near future. “How do you deal with the heat, living there?”
It had been tempting to lean into that protective arm. Though not quite tempting enough. Mostly because she was relatively unarmed for combat against toads and maybe because the thought of toad tongues made her squeamish. That an the actual physical contact wasn’t so bad once she was past the initial blushing an shyness about such actions. His pun made her laugh merrily. Usually she just groaned at the ‘Destiny’ puns that were made but she was enjoying hearing them from Riski. Probably cause she could make puns in return. “Well sometimes the Risk is worth taking too. I must admit though that seeing everything the world has to offer is always a nice perk.”
A casual shrug at the mention of the heat on Ul’dah. It was never really something she gave much thought to. “I just do. I think maybe it doesn’t bother me very much after living in Ishgard for five years in never ending winter. Not that the snow isn’t pretty at times. I’d rather enjoy it from inside in front of a fire with a good book though then actually be in it. Not that I am interested in going back to Ishgard either.”
“I’m always up for taking a risk,” Riski agreed cheerfully. “And I think maybe you’re just a special person. Lucky, too!” He skipped a few steps ahead of her, turning around to walk backward while he faced Destiney. “So what’d you have to live in Ishgard for? Not a typical place to just move to for the sake of it.”
He turned again to face the path ahead just in time to avoid tripping on a fallen tree branch. He hopped over it instead, showing significantly more bounce than he’d had while stuck under that tree. Amazing what a difference it was when one was no longer partially paralyzed.
His cheerfulness was infectious. Heck just watching him behave like this was. It was like he enjoyed being so carefree. “Depends on your definition of lucky and special.” She chuckled softly. “Bad luck? Oh I have plenty of that. Though I guess I have my share of good luck at times too.”
“As far as Ishgard…” Her expression was hard to read, almost a blank mask. An automatic response for the most part. She reached into the pouch at her waist to pull out a white half-mask. Like those worn by the Woodwailers or Gods’ Quiver. She held it up to her face an gave a weak a smile before continuing. “I went to live with some relatives for a while right before the calamity. My father was a Gods’ Quiver. He had to join the fighting. My mother went with him because she was a conjurer. She was born an raised in Ishgard but left to become an adventurer before she met my father.” Carefully she lowered the mask an tucked it away once more. “I got shipped there for safety. Not that dragons and heretics are much safer then Garleans.” She shrugs casually.
He returned to her side as she spoke, listening attentively to her explanation. When she finished, he mirrored her shrug. “Maybe it gave them peace of mind. Even if it was just as unsafe where you were, they could pretend that you were safe since you weren’t where they knew what the danger was. It sounds like they loved you and cared about your safety, at least.”
Riski smiled, his shoulders sagging just a little before he spoke again. “My father died when I was six, and my mother when I was eighteen. Ever since then I’ve been exploring; going where I want, when I want, with whoever I want. I like not having ties to any one place in particular – gives you a lot more freedom.”
Her hand hesitated for a moment as she raised it. It was always a inner fight on what was she was feeling and what was appropriate. Just as with healing someone. It was always a temptation to do it without asking. But she was better at resisting that temptation then a simple gesture such as a physical comfort. Her hand came to rest on his shoulder. A silent gesture of comfort.
“I’m sorry. About your parents. I know mine loved me. They always did. I’m just sorry I didn’t tell my father that in the last moments I got to see him. He… Never made it back from that battlefield. I still visit my mother from time to time but she knows I have a life of my own.” A genuine smile as she took a few steps ahead of him, turning to walk backwards and look at him. Daisy giggles and waves at him. She holds her arms out to indicate the world around her before continuing to speak. “As well as I think she is a bit proud that I have in a way followed in her footsteps. I became an adventurer rather then remained trapped by the confines of the Twelvewoods by joining the Gods’ Quiver. I’ve gotten to see the world. An meet so many wonderful people.”
A raised rock in the ground. Of course the heel of her foot caught it in her attempt to walk backwards and speak with Riski at the same time. Daisy fluttered away from her as she fell backwards.
(Oh gawd. Behind on the journal stuff again. XD But I am having fun answering asks an such. So it’s okay! 😀 I really should try to go back to writing one of these a week. Maybe after the holidays when life calms back down. XD Cause things are just so hectic right now. Nothing in this is really in a chronological order. XD On the plus side… Day 5 completed… 3 days remain. @cheetah-smith-ffxiv@jonahsage@kindlingdusk@chocobohealer@onidephor for mentions.)
I seem to be neglecting to write in here as often as I used to. I guess life has been a bit busier then normal. Especially now with my cousin in the picture.
Lance and I have been spending time when we both can getting to know each other. It has been mostly casual. He hasn’t tried to pry for anything more then I am willing to speak with him on. Then again part of me is still waiting for him to stab me in the back. I don’t think he will though… I guess it is still part of me not ready to accept that someone from that side of the family actually cares.
He did mention the other night he had come looking for me to tend to some injuries he had gotten while on duty. I guess he got injured fending off an attack in a joint effort with some of the Fortemps troops from Dragonhead. Some aevis scored a lucky hit on him. Apparently Tara took care of it for him though.
He also mentioned some sparring match that happened while he was visiting. Something about Aras and Dusk. He didn’t have all the details as he and Tara had arrived towards the end of the match. Though he made mention of interest in challenging her himself sometime. As well as that he met Nate after. Who didn’t seem to be having a good day.
Speaking on Nate. I’m glad he has so much patience for me some days. I feel I have been rather snappish with him lately. I guess I am just still upset from last week’s mission. I don’t really mean to take it out on him. I mean we have moments where I feel like we might clash an I get so scared of what might happen if we do. I guess I should have a bit more faith. Faith that the bond between us is stronger then a few ill words.
I mean he did get a chance to see me use a bow for a change in the Twelveswood last week. Tara had gotten lost. Or rather something had spooked her chocobo. It was nice… Fighting side by side like that. Instead of just watching his back. We did manage to find Tara safe and sound though she had been chased by a few tempered Sylphs. Nate and I had gone to check an make sure they had all returned to their territory after they gave up the chase. Of course we found some stragglers. That was how Nate and I got to fight side by side. I was unlucky that day apparently though. One of the sylphs managed to catch me off guard an I was zapped pretty good. No real physical injury though besides feeling rather numb and tingly. Nate got us back to the house before actually carrying me inside on his back. I was a bit… embarrassed honestly. Mostly because there were others in the house at the time. But at the same time I was afraid I might trip an fall on my face with the way certain parts of my body felt numb. I knew it would wear off in time though. So it wasn’t like I hadn’t agreed to let him carry me.
Dusk pulled me aside once I was feeling a bit less numb. We stepped aside into my room to talk privately. Apparently she felt the need to caution me about Leera and Rose. She doesn’t want Leera anywhere near Rose. Our youngest an newest member. I understand she is young an still learning. However I was a bit offended that she felt the need to try an caution me yet again. I know Leera -can- be dangerous. I’ve always held a measure of caution when dealing with Leera ever since learning the truth about who an what he is. There is always a certain amount of caution needed when dealing with a predator. I want to believe Leera can be good, can do something more then be a tool for his creators. Even Oni when we had a discussion earlier in the day had believed there might be a chance for Leera to be a better person. He just needs to be taken away from the bad influences an given a chance. So I told Dusk my own opinions an what Oni had said. It was admitting Leera does need to change. Yet I still feel Leera does care about me in a way.
I had told Oni about the potion Leera had given to me. About how Felix thought it had been something to be used against him. That was how our discussion went from Oni’s new tools into talk of his sibling. I haven’t seen Leera for a bit of time now. He had told me I wouldn’t. But in our talk Oni did agree Leera wasn’t always the way he is now. That maybe if he was taken away from ‘father’ that there could be a chance for real change. I mean it is worth a shot if I can find a way. Why else would Leera care enough to keep speaking to me or even give me a potion for my own safety? I am certainly not -that- entertaining for him to be toying with me.
Oh! On a rather positive note. I survived my first cooking lesson with J’siris. I had offered him use of my new kitchen an he proceeded to teach me a stew. It actually turned out really well even with me helping make it. I didn’t even cut any fingers this time! I even took some to Lance before I joined the Order at the house for the evening.
Anyways I better finish my work before the mission this evening. It is nearly time.
Destiney folded the paper and tucked it under the small wrapped box on the desk. A soft smile before she turned an left the house she shared with her husband.
(Destiney and Dekkarra do not get to see much of each other actually despite being married. So most of the time it is small gifts or notes. When they are together they mostly just spend time together at their house with no distractions.)
(No not really. She is Gridanian born an raised. I’ve never really noticed an accent with them. Even five years in Ishgard didn’t change that. If Gridanians have accents then I guess she would. I can’t say I ever paid that close attention to notice.)
(He does! Lance is Ishgardian through an through. An it is clearly something you can tell when he speaks.)
(Kari does! She was born around the Limsa area but refuses to admit where. But it is clear in the way she talks that she has been around the ports. Probably because he father is a merchant and ship captain. So she has spent a lot of time around other sailors and such. Picked up a bit of the way they speak.)
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