Sorry. I really like the tone of this song. Allagan birb just felt like he needs something upbeat. XD I kept going back to Fall Out Boy for him.
Tag: Asks
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This first choice I entirely blame Oni for. She said it fit the subjects so it always comes to mind now when I think of any of the subjects. So this is technically not -my- pick but it does fit.
The second one is my personal selection for any of the subjects. >:)
09: Something that frightens your character
(Karigan only has a few things that truly frighten her. Death and Failure are the two biggest. Minor things that frighten her are Voidkin and Dragons. She does not want to be a dragon snack and Voidkin are just in general scary.
An there is one fear she will never admit to anyone. Being on boats and drowning. She doesn’t talk about her father so the topic never really comes up. She doesn’t get sea sick. It’s just a bad memory of a really bad storm that nearly destroyed the ship they were on. She ended up getting tossed overboard at one point an nearly drowned because the water was tossing about too much for her to swim. She can swim but she is not a very strong swimmer. Especially for stormy weather.)
(Thanks! @kyrelldreams)
“I won’t let you be on your own, not when you’re like this.”
Lance grimaced at the sound of a voice. However his eyes never left the group of pirates before him. Four of them versus him. He was down on one knee, hand over his side where one of them had caught him with a blade. An him without his usual armor. The wound itself was shallow but it was still a wound. There would be bruises in a few other spots later as well.
He had only meant to do some exploring of this part of the world. He had only seen a small portion from what Miu had shown him before. The last thing he had expected was to be accosted by a bunch of pirates.
He glanced to the speaker finally. “Well if you insist you are not leaving then give me a hand. Otherwise stand aside an stay out of danger. I can’t afford to protect us both right this moment.” He pushed to his feet an raised his sword again. Sky blue eyes once more focused towards those grinning pirates.
(Thanks! @kiralashine)
11: Describe your character’s childhood friend (Destiney)
(Totally had to answer this one first. @ghostly0rigins and I have actually been working on something between Dest and Atix that this covers. :D)
She was more wild and active. Constantly finding something fun to do. Something new to explore. While his nose would rather be buried in a book an being left alone. He was always so passive and quiet compared to her more outgoing nature. Somehow though the two of them had become friends regardless of being near opposites.
Dest would often drag Atix off to see something she found. The two of them connected by their archery and their mothers both being botanists. However she lost touch with him when her parents sent her to Ishgard for a time.
Of course she also had her husband as a childhood friend but he wasn’t nearly as fun to drag about on adventures as Atix had been. He was far less likely to allow her to drag him out into the Twelveswood. An definitely didn’t understand the first thing about archery.
(Thanks! @kibuto)
“What are friends for, ey?”
Destiney hissed slightly as she tested her weight on the ankle. Not broken. Thankfully. Mostly likely a sprain or twisted. An easy fix once she was not in the middle of dangerous territory. She tried to put most of her weight on her good ankle for the time being as she looked over towards her friend.
“Thanks for the save, Riski.” Destiney said with a pained smile as she nodded towards the other elezen. She waved a hand in his direction to dismiss any chance for concern on her behalf. “I’ll be fine once we get somewhere safe enough to take the chance to heal it. We should get moving before the rest of that wolf pack comes.”
She was a bit caught off guard as Riski moved to offer her to lean on him. Though honestly she should have expected it. That was just how he was. That smile on his face was reassuring as she accepted his offer.
“What are friends for, ey?”
(Thanks! @kibuto Hope you don’t mind. ^^;)
“What are friends for, eh?” for… Lancefer.
(Oh this is going to be positively fun. Going to go in the past for this. Prior to the Betrayal prompt I wrote for Lance/Alexois.)
Lancefer wiped the back of his hand across his mouth, wiping away the blood from his busted lip. His breathing was heavy from the fight. Sky blue eyes staring at the two men across from him. Both sporting wounds of their own from the fist fight.
“Go on. Get the hell out of here before I give you another black eye, scumbags.” Alexois shouted at the two Brume thugs. “Or do you want more punishment. I can still go another round if you are looking for more bruises and blood.”
Alexois had a wild grin on his face. Knuckles bloodied but his eyes were alight with pure amusement. The thrill of the fight was burning in him. That much was clearly obvious to Lance as he pushed to stand back up from where he had fallen to one knee. He took to a fighting stance, fists raised as he stood beside Alexois.
The two men apparently thought better then to try Alex’s threat now that the odds had been evened. They gathered themselves an limped off back towards the Brume. Lance breathed a sigh of relief, body sagging and aching from the tussle. Alex was still grinning like a mad man. Halone help him for befriending the duskwight. The man was seriously crazy.
“Thank you, Alex.” Lance told the other man as he felt a hand clapping him on the back.
“What are friends for, eh?”
Alex said with a broad grin.
(Thanks Anon! 😀 Giving me yummy fun to write for Lance/Alex.)
Justice: What is something you’re muse is dying to admit or confess?
(Lance so badly wants to admit how bad things feel with his grandfather and father. He wants to admit how dangerous the situation feels. How desperate the situation is making him feel. He is even willing to disobey Tara’s wishes for him to wait a bit longer before challenging Nate to a spar despite the damage his shoulder took from Leera followed by his father reopening the wound. This almost goes back to the breaking point thing from earlier. So far only two people have managed to begin cracking the mask Lance wears over his heart. Tara and Miu. But only Tara truly knows the full depths of what is going on. Yet he still holds back on just how much he is willing to openly admit.)
(Thanks anon!)
The Star // The Hanged Man
The Star: If your muse had one wish, what would it be?
“I’m not big on wishes. Unless it is to be a successful mercenary. That is about the only thing I want right now.” Karigan idly tosses one of her knives in the air a small way and catching the handle again it as it falls back down. “I don’t care about the past. The past is the past. I got to think of the future, ya get me? An right now the only concern for me is getting to be a good paid mercenary.”
The Hanged Man: Name a bad habit your muse can’t give up.
“I don’t have no bad habits.” Karigan grins as she looks up an down the street. She winces as she hears an angry shout from the far end. “Okay… Maybe one bad habit… Getting in trouble. Or picking fights. Excuse me!” She laughs an bolts in the opposite direction of the two thugs coming down the street after her.
(Thanks! @ffxivtribehydrae)
Spirit of the Warlock 