genuine interest shines in her gaze as constance babbles on about — well, really, soleil doesn’t truly understand. magic was never really in her realm of studies... it can get so complicated ! or maybe her friends found it enjoyable to watch the sellsword scratch her head trying to figure out the arcane spells... well, nonetheless, while she didn’t exactly get it, mixing it together with tea ? sounds neat ! plus, it was sparkly and colorful ! even neater !
❝ huh... and does the color change the initial taste ? or is it just something extra to make it more appealing ? ❞ her finger traces along her teacup’s edge, marveling at the liquid rainbow. the smile she offers the blonde is one of admiration, chin rest upon her free hand. ❝ i’ve traveled to a lot of places, but this is the first time i’ve seen something like this... you’re amazing, constance. ❞ // @ashenoble
There was a strangeness that hung over them, their interaction, and it was near-palpable. Olivia had never expected to see a fully grown son when she had… and even with that shock, at her age now she still had never expected she might also meet a grand-daughter. She was left with these feelings of confusion and concern, yet pride and complete adoration. Her son had found love, and with that love had a beautiful daughter been born, who so strangely yet rightly reflected her lineage. While Olivia could feel the awkwardness, she offered only a warm smile that curved against the rose flush of her cheeks, as she brushed an errant lock of Soleil’s hair back behind her ear.
“Tell more more of what Nohr was like. Inigo has told me some, but I’d like to know how you felt about it.” Olivia knew it was Soleil’s home, that it always would be in some rights, but she also hoped that Soleil could find Regna Ferox a home to her as well. Being Feroxi was a matter of pride for her, one she’d once instilled in her son as their homeland meant strength and perseverance, a firm will and sense of self. “I know it must be different here… I’d love to hear about what made home what it was to you.”
She could tell there was some sort of soreness there, something perhaps less pleasant, but she’d not ask, and simply allow Soleil to tell her.
the storm within her churns, threatening to rage ( threatening to overtake her ). soleil does not fault her grandmother — she and her father both remain so very tight lipped when it comes to the circumstances on which they left. the anger brewing isn’t directed at her, oh heavens no. it’s the memories. it’s the betrayal. it’s the hurt, the sadness, the pain that makes such a child of warmth so unbearably angry. and still, soleil says nothing. she doesn’t say i don’t want to talk about it, knows olivia meant no harm. the moment her kind grandmother had tucked sweaty locks behind her ear, soleil knew she couldn’t say no. after all, it was the sort of small, affectionate gesture she longed for ( from the woman whom dissolved, traded away for the masses ).
she licks her lips again, an awkward smile spread across her visage. ❝ it’s different, but i like it here, ❞ she assures, and while she keeps pains to herself, the glimmer in dark irises are a tell-tale sign of truth. ❝ nohr... well, it’s not really home anymore... it’s more about where my family is, so here’s home. ❞ again she speaks with honesty, but there’s that strange sadness to her that seems to follow both herself and inigo alike. the awkward grin turns wistful, but she shakes her head soon enough, shoulders shrugging.
❝ most places there were empty... cold. but it’s a different cold from here... before the war ended, things were... harsher ? atmosphere wise, anyway. it wasn’t really a place of nice vegetation or weather, but i guess for a time it really was home. ❞
❝ you’ve been friends with father for a long time, right ? like auntie luna or uncle odin has ? ❞ a knowing grin is directed at the elder ( though how much she knows, soleil keeps it well hidden ). ❝ you don’t have to hide it or anything — you four give a different atmosphere with each other than with everyone else. ❞ ah yes, one of soleil’s hidden talents: people reading. she must have inherited it from her mother. ❝ i always like hearing what other people think of him — do you mind telling me what you think, auntie emmeryn ? ❞ // @paralelfalchion
❝ well... things are definitely going ! ❞ an awkward laugh escapes the forced grin the teen offers her grandmother, an arm raising to wipe the sweat off her brow. the hilt of her practice sword is gripped tighter, her body turning away as if to mask the turmoil she still feels inside ( it bubbles within her, ebbing and flowing for seconds at a time before they rage like a storm, the brightness to soleil’s mauve irises dimming ever so slightly ). ❝ it’s... a lot easier to breathe here than it was back h — ❞ she falters on the word ‘home,’ words cutting abruptly before she shakes her head, knowing they can’t return, knowing she doesn’t want to return ( not ever ? not yet ? ).
she licks her lips, relishing in the cold that meets her newly wet skin. it’s a different cold than in the darkened kingdom. it feels fresh, in a strange foreign sense, and it’s in this way that she’s so easily reminded of how regna ferox will never be the lands of her birth. ❝ ... back in nohr. ❞ // @airabesque
i think it’s really interesting soleil refers to both her parents with the -san honorific instead of the -chan one ( bc. it’s soleil. so you’d expect her to attempt to make it all cute ) but i think it really does showcase her sense of respect for both of them ( which is why, in english, she’d refer to her parents as father and mother respectively instead of the localized mom + dad ). i said she calls shigure nii-chan a while back, but i think i might backtrack and give him the -san honorific too<3
i have pkm shield so here are my thoughts on soleil’s team :dance emoji: overall, her team is a mixture cool and cute pokemon, and she has a tendency to catch nearly anything and everything she thinks is neat. because of that, she does swap out pkm quite often, though her “main” team can be considered:
aegislash
oricorio ( sensu style )
dragonair
polteageist ( shiny + authentic )
kingdra
delcatty + sunflora ( often interchangeable )
reasoning under cut !
aegislash
for obvious reasons. soleil is a mercenary through and through. she loves helping people, and though she could have picked up a lance to follow in aqua’s footsteps, she decided to pick up a sword ( why ? because she likes to get up close and personal, but also because... well, swords are freakin’ cool ). i decided to give her an aegislash specifically because she’s a sellsword. also, in a pkm fangame i’ve been playing, a character uses her aegislash as a weapon and i thought that was so cool ( lmao ). soleil thinks her aegislash is really cute, so don’t say it doesn’t fit in her team or else she’ll throw a fit. she even put a cute ribbon on it.
oricorio
i specifically put in sensu style because it’s the oricorio form that’s so reminiscent of japanese dance. as i’ve said before, soleil is more in touch with hoshidan customs than with nohrian ( just like shigure is ). birds are often thought to be symbols of freedom, and soleil, though bound to duty as siegbert’s retainer, does enjoy exercising the freedom she does have despite it. also, i thought it’d be nice if she has a dance teacher in a member of her team.
dragonair
as the daughter of aqua, soleil does have access to dragon veins. i chose dragonair as a symbol of that, but also because she’d remind soleil of her mom. eventually, dragonair would evolve ( and soleil would find dragonite so adorable ), but for the time being, she does leave it as just a dragonair. also, in johto games, you could fish up a dragonair ( if i remember properly ), and them being found in water is what really solidified one being on soleil’s main team.
polteageist
okay, so. soleil’s known for asking girls out for tea very often. obviously she’d need the tea pot pokemon as a member of her squad, hello ? i think it’d be a shiny + authentic ( and for those who don’t know, polteageist do have different forms in which they reside in fake or authentic pots ) because: a) soleil is technically royalty b) she’s in contact with other royalty aka rich people fairly often.
in a pokemon verse, i still think she’s from a rich family ( but secretly ). a shiny + authentic polteageist would hint at that... but also, i think polteageist would remind soleil of her dad. family first, tea buddies second !
kingdra
so, soleil has a dragonair, but i really saw her having a kingdra as well. as children of aqua, soleil and shigure both have pretty high affinity with water. it wouldn’t be a stretch to say horsea ( later kingdra ) is a pokemon she’s had since childhood. also, as i said, soleil is royalty. having something regal like a kingdra just kinda makes sense to me... plus, it’s another dragon type. ( though, it’s worth noting soleil herself doesn’t make her lineage a big deal ).
out of all her pokemon, soleil’s kingdra would be her main.
delcatty + sunflora
i have these two as interchangeable because delcatty and sunflora are two other pokemon that she’d have since childhood. they’re two very soleil pokemon, but as soleil’s world expands, there’s sorta an understanding between them that there are a lot of pokemon she wants to catch and train with. they’re both strong due to how long they’ve spent in soleil’s care, and they’re not incredibly pushy on who gets to go with their trainer and who gets to babysit the other ones soleil catches.
hi i’ve been thinking non-stop abt soleil’s fe3h verse so here i go with my rambling <3
soleil, though a mercenary, dislikes unnecessary violence. which is why she’s partially against the war... partially being important. she’s incredibly aware that people live in difficult times for a reason. such can be said for nohr’s circumstances. she knows people don’t become bandits for no reason. she’s seen poverty, has taken job after job (meaning she’s interacted with several bandits), and in her time traveling, soleil has come to understand a lot. that’s why she kinda gets where edelgard is coming from. sometimes change is needed for the better, but she just doesn’t agree with how edelgard is attempting to do it.
i also have her initially as a “member” of the blue lion house (bc they’re the house of knights and soleil’s always curious how other royalty acts in comparison to siegbert). but then dimitri snaps and she finds herself drifting away from them... well, really because dimitri’s change in personality is worrying (and, as cold as it sounds, soleil isn’t from fodlan, so it’s also not her responsibility to assist in controlling the prince... basically, she knows how to distance herself from anything that can link her homeland to fodlan). soleil is kinda royalty herself but more than that, she’s still siegbert’s retainer, despite the distance. she isn’t sure she’s in the same world as him, but ya know. don’t wanna do too much that can reflect negatively on him.
post-time skip, she’s a mercenary through and through. you find her? you can hire her and her group. upon her recruitment, the battalion you get access to would be soleil’s mercenaries. i kinda let her go with the flow post-time skip in a whoever finds her first sorta way. this really signifies her attempt at detachment from the war (but she’s kindhearted and willingly helps out lmao)
which is to say... what did she do during those 5 years? at one point she tried to go home. lmao. i like to think that when she separated from siegbert, she literally went hey, i’m gonna go through the dragon gate and idk where i’ll end up, but it’ll be fun and i promise i’ll be back! but before she even did go home, she kinda. stopped herself. bc she thought about her dad and how he was worried he couldn’t return to nohr upon going back home to ylisse so... yeah, she kinda stuck around.
but she stuck around as a mercenary and not affiliated with any of the three groups. mostly, she did her own thing (well, as much as she was able) while protecting a few villages on the way.
marianne can’t help the tilt of her head, not quite curious but rather completely astounded. such suggestions are not commonplace within her land, lest one speaks of towers — but she tends to avoid those locations, if only to keep her unsteady head on solid ground. she isn’t a dreamer like the others, heart in the skies and eyes set on the horizon. ❝ i’ve been in towers before, but … aren’t you afraid of falling ? ❞
a pleasant hum sings past soleil’s lips — it’s short and sweet, keeping her lack of talent for melodies hidden. marianne’s question brings a sense of amusement to her visage. soleil is always so eager to jump into situations, troublesome or not. it’s nice to know someone out there wonders past that fearless exterior.
❝ i used to be, but where i come from, simple joys weren’t always readily available. ❞ gaze usually so warm harden for a moment before it’s swept away as eyes crinkle with a laugh. ❝ new experiences were things that may not come again until waaay later down the line ! figured i might as well get over it and enjoy things while i could. never know when your plate could get too full, so might as well take a few chances. ❞
a deep sigh flees violca, sculpted brows knit as left meets with the puzzle she had been trying to figure out; knocking the tower over. ( an awful frown contorts seraphic features ) crap. ❝ WELL, YOU DON’T REALLY EVER QUIT THE MERCENARY LIFE. IT STICKS WITH YOU.. ❞ wet muscle pushes against inner-cheek / mournful glance, at last, acknowledging the other.
❝ I… I SUPPOSE I AM NOT BUSY ANYMORE. WHAT IS IT YOU’D LIKE TO KNOW? ❞ to talk about everything truly overwhelmed the elder. shoulders slinking to a low slouch, ivories gripping lower tier. it wasn’t that she didn’t want to talk, it was just moments like this were sacred. and yet, Violca musters a hearty smile. letting the melancholy flee momentarily from brittle bones.
the words bring a knowing smile to soleil’s lips, the expression she wears one of rare occurrence. a sorrow shines in purple hues, quiet and soft ( so unlike the bright girl they reside within ). the mercenary life never leaves; it breathes in one’s bones, cracks mind and memory, always present in invisible red. knuckles crack absentmindedly, toes wiggle in their boots, and catching the elder’s eye, soleil wipes emotions that mar her features clear from view.
❝ oh, i dunno. anything really. first job ? favorite job ? favorite place you’ve been to ? ❞ they’re childish questions, soleil is aware. but it’s a life of bloodshed and sacrifice; whatever else could she hope to ask ?
❝ — up ? ❞ marianne repeats the words, but nostalgia is replaced with anxiety and dread fills her tone. ❝ n — no, i don’t think i could fly. ❞ she could barely stand on the ground, let alone see from above. perhaps pegasi were better suited for those more accustomed to heights: ingrid, for example, or even flayn or hilda.
❝ aw, sure you can ! sure, it can be a little scary at first, but the view is stunning. ❞ though she says so, soleil isn’t so tactless as to force marianne to try. hands are placed on her hips, head tilting in thought. ‘ if anything, it’s like being in a tall building... ever been up in a castle before ? or like. on floating pieces of land ? ’ the second example is strangely specific, but soleil makes no show of thinking it strange to say. ‘ it’s sorta like those, you know ? ’
❛ — soleil? is that you? ❜ joy easily rises within them when their eyes captured the gentle blue hair, reminiscent of a dear old friend of his. with yato at their side, they wave at the maiden standing across the field from him.
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ever bound by roles and obligations, soleil welcomes responsibility but can grow just as restless by it. princess or not, she is a free spirit, of which her liege understands and of which she is glad. taking in fresh air is a favorite past time and— soleil ? a voice calls her. it’s one she knows. to intake their world of peace and to be near the comrades of whom made it to be. yes, this was how it meant to be, and it shows so easily in the smile she wears.
❝ uncle kamui ! ❞ the title holds so much affection as she hurries over, arms open wide to leap at them. ‘ it’s been so long... ! still looking as lovely and healthy as ever ! ’
❝ violca ! hey, let’s talk ! mercenary to, uh, ex-mercenary, yeah ? ❞ a twinkle shines in dark irises; excitement lurks within, a thirst for whatever tales the elder may concoct mingling within the friendliness she displays. ‘ we can talk about anything and everything ! ’ she pauses, head tilted, the crack of a hum soft and thoughtful. ‘ unless you’re busy ? ’ // @eiysner
words float from soleil’s lips akin to a fairytale. there is a look of disbelief that lingers within edelgard’s features – she is suspicious of the authenticity of those words but soleil’s vivacious features is more than enough to captivate her. yet, terrains akin to the valley of torment exists, places that harbour an ancient civilization within the red canyon exists — there are edges of this world that she had not been exposed to & secrets that she had not unravelled yet. her mind lingers on her words, the descriptions of this seemingly bottomless canyon — where would one even discover such places?
her cheeks, still dusted by rosy tones despite her attempt to regain her composure. an inquisitive look hangs upon her countenance: a lofted brow, widened lilac irises – she elicits a soft hum in response. ❛ it… it does sound rather inconceivable. yet, there is so much of this world that we don’t know about … ❜ she trails off; she wonders what the vastness of the sky & ocean would be like – would it consume her? would she drown? she wonders. ❛ though, i must admit it sounds … it sounds like a fairytale. maybe even ephemeral. ❜
brightened gaze softens, warmth sparkling in irises of purples and flecks of gold. soleil isn’t sure what she had been expecting of the princess, but the genuine interest is one she takes gladly. the sellsword is known for her theatrics; there are times she spews the strangest of things in hopes to elicit a laugh, her time spent with two blessed by holy blood playing obvious part in such acts. however, having step foot onto lands that could only ever be fabricated by imagination, a wonder always bubbles in the depths of her heart: to what extent could tall tales be true ? she could travel so far and wide as long as the constraints of retainer don’t hold her down ( but duty remains in the back of her mind, and though she enjoys her time, soleil knows she’d have to someday return ).
❝ it would be really bad if i said i was joking, huh ? ❞ though a laugh follows her words, soleil is never one for such ill-spirited jests, especially should the topic relate to her family. an arm rests atop the hilt of her sword, gaze trailing to the vast sky above them. ‘ it really felt like a dream... there were illusions and magic... ’ a pause in her speech allows another laugh to leave her grinning lips, this time to say well, that’s silly to say. ‘ of course, there’s magic all around us, but... i dunno, maybe it’s just different depending on where you’re from ? ’ different dimensions, different flow of times... the power of gods were rather interesting spectacles.
eyes trace the shapes of the clouds above their heads before she smiles back at the shorter. ‘ still, i don’t think any description could really explain it... i wish i could show you, edelgard, but my painting skills aren’t as good as my brother’s, aha. ’
❝ actually, i grew up around pegasi. ❞ a gloved palm runs over the expanse of the winged mount’s back, nostalgia filling dark irises. ‘ i know how to fly, but i’m not nearly as good as my brother or mother... what about you, marianne ? ever wonder what it’s like up there ? ’ // @astralsung
anyone else just a jock that loves girls ? cool, soleil is too. will also hype you up and give you warm hugs when needed ! independent aqua!soleil from fire emblem: fates. selective & mutuals only; fe3h verse included. please ♥ or ↻ if interested in interacting !
her sudden meltdown takes linhardt by surprise. what should he do? he hasn’t the slightest idea. he doesn’t fare well with this sort of thing. ( is she crying? he hopes not. ) but her revelation is… kind of impressive. somehow. “so you were the source of those sounds, soleil?” he supposes that explains why she was acting so oddly. it makes more logical sense than the whole cat explanation, at least. “i suppose i’m glad to hear that a cat isn’t trapped in the bushes…” he trails off. “…but those sounds were entirely… nonhuman.” taking a step back, he examines her. her obvious distress aside, she seems normal. “uh…” this is an awkward turn of events. “you should really yowl more quietly. i was trying to nap.” a tilt of his head. “did you hurt yourself or something? also — why did you blame the cats?” he shakes his head. “or, rather… attempt to blame them?”
she groans into her hands as he speaks, the redness of her cheeks extending to even her ears. against the lightness of her hair, it’s quite visible ( and something almost amusing to see considering how shameless she tends to be ). ❝ oh, c’mon ! don’t make me say it, ❞ soleil begs, muffled by the fabric of her gloves. suddenly, her hands are pulled away form her features, tears of mortification prickling at the corners of her eyes, dark irises having an almost crazed took to them. ‘ if i knew you were here, i would’ve been quiet ! in fact, i would’ve left completely... ! ’ oh, it’s definitely one thing to have friends from home hear her abysmal, er, singing, but one whom she knows little aside from friendly interactions ? dusk dragon, strike her down !
she can’t even take the easy way out he oh so kindly offered to her because she was locked in her own embarrassment. saying she got hurt would be way easier — it’s too late for that though, she’s realized she’s dug her own grave. ‘ ugh, if only i did get hurt... linhardt, zap me with some magic or something. then we can pretend that’s what made me sound like i was choking, okay ? ’
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