Melody's Memorandums

A journal and sketchbook of sorts for an adorably nerdy Lalafell.

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Spooky the 13th!

“Today I payed back a debt, in my own sort of way. Helping Gus with Spooky the 13th was like a breath of fresh air after being stuck in the stale.”

“After a preliminary meet-up at the pumpkin farm, we had a pretty good idea of how things would go down.  The team felt solid.”

“When the time came for things to start, the initial turnout was surprising. It seemed like more kept filtering in as the sun set.  The costumes were all fantastically fun. Everyone seemed to have a great time, despite some of the trouble-makers and purse-snatchers.”

“From my station near the shed, I somehow managed to have a nice view of the performances and contests.”

“After things died down, I even got to meet someone new.”

“Once I got back home, the tiredness overtook me.  Luckily Jig was still keeping Aria busy in the front room and allowed me to have the peace of falling asleep almost immediately.  Best rest I’ve had in weeks.”

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Spooky Scary Happenstance

Melody Adagio stops her walk down the road and pulls out a paper from her jacket pocket, it looks to be some kind of list. Gus Pumpkinweed , always working, looks over the ingredients of his stocking area in Ul'Dah. "All m'missin' is some nutmeg. I carry m'own stock, but that's m'own private collection; I ordered this a moon ago! I'll have t'go front an' center t'see what t'holdup is... better not b'another spooky voidsent that wants t'cause a ruckus but not work f'me---Oi'!  Y'there!"

Gus Pumpkinweed peers towards Melody. "I know y', don't I?" Melody Adagio picks her head up and looks around, feeling like that yelling had been directed at her. "Huh?"

Gus Pumpkinweed: "Oi'!  About face."

She  looks at Gus with a shock of recognition. Gus Pumpkinweed: "There y'go.  Come hither!" he grins. "Y'don't have t'be a ghost t'come through that there rope."

Melody Adagio: "Gus?" she steps closer.  "That you?" she hurries.

Gus Pumpkinweed: "Indubitably." Melody Adagio: "Do you need help with something?..." she ducks under the rope. Gus Pumpkinweed didn't. Shutting his book, he sets onto the crate beside him and approaches Melody like a friend of old. "I thought once y'went an' got y'self married I'd never see y'again. One too many folk settled f'that sort o'prestigiously monolithic existence, where one forgets t'color o'the sky, an' t'twinkle o'stars.  They b'come like zombies an' ghosts, doin' nothin' but makin' a ruckus with coitus.  It does m'good t'see you!"

Melody Adagio lets out a breath. "Oh, well with the way you were yelling at me to get over here I thought you were having trouble with something." she smiles, but keeps an eyebrow quirked.  "Good to see you too, Gus.  Though you've got it a little wrong.  I went away and had a baby, not married." Gus Pumpkinweed squints his eyes. Turning back around, he grabs his book and flips through several pages. He settles on one page --- a list of names, with checkmarks next to them. Whatever the categories were for was a mystery, since there was no notation at the top of the page--- just the heavy scent of pumpkin spice and maple. "Hmm... it seems I confused y'social status with another." he said, correcting the page. "P-R-O-G-E-N-Y." "SO!  What has y'back in Ul'Dah?  Work?"

Melody Adagio: "Uh..." she watched him scribble.  "Sort of.  I'm trying to get some things together for a trip we're taking soon.  What about you? Still keeping busy?" Gus Pumpkinweed nods. "Was about t'conduct some business actually. Had someone ask whether I wanted t'be their date at some getup bein' hosted by Missus O'hetco. I denied her.  Can't take t'time off o'work t'get drunk an' commence social idleness.  Unless it perks m'interest.  Like pumpkins.  Like you."

Melody Adagio raised an eyebrow and blinked. "You always seemed like someone who does his own thing instead of worrying about what others think, that's for sure." she smirked a little. "Still, having a lady asking you for a date must feel a little gratifying, maybe?" Gus Pumpkinweed shakes his head. "I don't concur."

Melody Adagio: "No?"

Gus Pumpkinweed: "No." Melody Adagio: "Okay, then.  I stand corrected." Gus Pumpkinweed: "Y'are already standin' though." Melody Adagio: "That is also correct." she grins tauntingly at Gus. Gus Pumpkinweed: "Y'mean: 'y'shift y'weight'." Melody Adagio: "....Sure." she tries not to chuckle. "Anyroad, what are you working on lately?" Gus Pumpkinweed flips a page, saying, "Spooky shenangians an' pumpkin farmin'. Have an event this 13th', but I have a lot o'plannin' still. It's meant t'be a smaller event, but I've been surprised by turnouts b'fore." he said. "Then m'helpin' t'Lucky Sparrow troupe with their own celebration on t'16th, an' I was asked t'aid another on t'29th.  All that aside, I have t'make sure rosters, stock, inventory, payroll, an' trade routes remain unaffected by creatures or dealings with crooks." Melody Adagio's eyes grow wide. Gus Pumpkinweed: "O', then I'm also bringin' pumpkins more dominantly in t'east.  Been somethin' I've been meanin' t'do.  Took a while t'get t'North t'put them in everythin' like me."

Melody Adagio: "No wonder you don't have time for 'social idleness'. Are you sure you're not overworking yourself?" she says it lightly, though does seem concerned.  Must be her maternal instincts showing themselves. Gus Pumpkinweed: "I probably am.  I always do.  But it's what I do."

Melody Adagio: Quirks her head at Gus, uncertainly "Whatever you have to do, then." Gus Pumpkinweed peers down into his book. "Better t'keep busy, an' stay ahead o'the business curve than t'just be half-gourded about it.  Ain't like there's anythin' else t'do other than grow pumpkins, hunt spooky beasts, read, conduct paranormal investigations; do cleansings, things like that, an' run a heterogeneous aggrandizement.  Were I married, I'd have a progeny likely by now.  Like you.  Minus t'marriage." Melody Adagio quirked her head.  "I wouldn't doubt it." she grins.  "Though life sometimes gives you some surprises, so who knows, maybe it'll happen for you one day." she grins. Gus Pumpkinweed: "I don't believe that's somethin' f'me." Melody Adagio: "I didn't think dancing with some fancy gentleman was for me either, but it happened." she shrugs "And the rest is history." Gus Pumpkinweed: "Well, that's you.  Y'were always a romantic.  M'... I tell tales t'my pumpkins so they taste spookier.  Every night."

Melody Adagio: "Hm...I bet you it's working. " she smiles lightly "But anyhow.  I'm glad I ran into you today.  I don't feel like I ever really thanked you enough for your help with The Moogle.  The business crumbled in the end, but I don't think we would have had such an exciting start without your...pumpkiny goodness."

Gus Pumpkinweed frowns. "I... wanted t'come by more, an' continue t'sponsor t'Moogle.  I wanted t'be there with y', an' make sure y'were stable, financially an' otherwise.  If anythin', m'sorry.  It was cursed, which is good, but curses leave scars in t'land an' history. Folk remember it.  Can't stop it." Melody Adagio hangs her head sadly.  "There isn't much anyone can do now at this point." she sighs. "I left for my parents to finish my pregnancy, Brio disappeared and hasn't been heard from since, the city-state reclaimed the land and sold it off to the highest bidder..." she sighs frustratedly. "But you're right.  People still remember.  Maybe I'll make another go of it in the future.  Build back up from scratch and all that." Gus Pumpkinweed didn't know if it was his place, and though it seemed out of his element, he did read up on the subject. Hat removed, set onto the keg beside him, he opened his arms to embrace Melody. "It is a good memory, Missus Melody. Don't go takin' m'puns literal; negative is positive f'me, t'moon is m'sun." Melody Adagio blinked a few times, then hugged him back warmly.  "Thank you, Gus.  That means a lot." she blinks and quickly wipes a small tear. Gus Pumpkinweed nuzzles Melody's fluffy hair--- or at least it looked that way to him. "Well, it's just m',"he said. "Most folks don't take what I say at ghoul value, but I do read a lot. I just want t'help out more.  At t'very least, I can give y'progeny a lot o'sweets an' books t'read.  Learin' t'read is a literal nightmare, an' teachin' is harer.  H-A-R-D-E-R." he corrects himself. "Have t'have t'patience o'a banshee." Melody Adagio: "I didn't know banshee's had patience." she jokes. " But Aria would love spookiness and sweets, for sure.  You're doing just fine, Gus.  People won't forget your help either." Gus Pumpkinweed shrugs. "I do what I can, as I always have. Too many folks focus on t'wrong sort o'negative. Want t'see spooky thing, have a cup o'tea in a graveyard with a single candle. If t'fire goes out, sit in darkness. Same goes f'now.  Y'business is gone, but y'are as beautiful as y'were then!  Now y'have inspiration'! A progeny named Aria!" Melody Adagio laughs.  "I suppose you're not wrong.  At least not on the second part, she is my endless inspiration on how to keep things from catching fire...except for my hair." she twirls a finger around one of her shorter strands.

Gus Pumpkinweed: "Don't sell y'self short!  One o'the Moogle draws was you!  I know, trust me." he explains, "Words o'mouth goes far f'a pumpkin vine."

Melody Adagio takes his word for it.  "Alright, I'll never doubt the pumpkin vine.  So, would you be needing any help with your next event?  That schedule of yours sounds pretty hectic."

Gus Pumpkinweed: "I would!  I still need some tenders. Got three or four performers, one bartender, no security yet.  I'll b'hostin', announcin', advertisin'.  An' if need be, I'll b'helpin' t'rest o'the staff.  How much compensation do y'require? One hundred thousand?"

Melody Adagio: "No no, nothing like that.  Maybe just food.  I'd feel badly taking gil from you." Gus Pumpkinweed cackles. "Missus Melody, m'a gillionaire. If y', an' y'little one, need shelter, food, an' some gil t'help I can certainly help y'.  I don't want anythin'." Melody Adagio: "Oh you don't have to worry about us too much.  Jig is always slammed with research work and he's getting paid more than enough for it.  We're all staying with a Free Company called the Fool's Covanent for now." she assures him.  "Really. If you want to pay me then pay me, but I'm not going to demand anything.  I just thought it'd be nice to sort of repay the favor." Gus Pumpkinweed shrugs.  Stepping back, he retrieves his hat and pops it back onto his head. "If y'a volunteerin', then y'are volunteerin'. I don't right know a 'Jig', or any o'that, but if they're makin' gil an' y'are settled then that's all that matters. I'll b'about as always, Missus Melody.  Don't really know what else t'really say or do." Melody Adagio: "Alright then.  You said the 13th was your next one?  Where do I need to be for that?" Gus Pumpkinweed reaches into his coat, offering her a single pearl. A few spiders scatter away, on the floor. "Just listen in on there from time t'time, Missus Melody. W'will b'conductin' a practice run in t'comin' week.  Hopin' by then w'have a larger staff f'the event. If not, it will still b'spooky."

Melody Adagio takes the pearl gladly.  "Alright, will do then.  I'll let you get back to your errands."

Gus Pumpkinweed nods. "Y'can go then."

Melody Adagio: "Already am." she winks while walking away.

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Planning For Coerthas

Jigumundo Darkbore sits behind his desk, behind a huge stack of book and papers, examining his glasses through squinted eyes. He'd scratch his cheek, thinking intensely, and reaching for a quill to note something down.

Melody Adagio enters none-too-quietly, baby Aria was strapped to her back wiggling and 'talking' up a storm.  She rounded the corner holding a small tray which held a hot kettle, two cups and a tray of crackers, cheeses and grapes. "Hello-OW- Aria, not Mommy's hair!" -throat clears- "Hello, Papa, we've come to see you!" Jigumundo Darkbore: "Huh." He peeked from behind his usual desk mess, squinting his eyes even harder, recognizing the voices. Too bad the figures were shapeless blobs... "Well, look at you, Mama and Aria... I hope."

Melody Adagio: "Is that sarcasm I hear?" she continues into the room towards the desk to see him squinting at them.  "Oh dear, you were being literal."

Jigumundo Darkbore nodded with a pinch of bitterness pointing at his glasses being cracked before he'd slide them on his nose. "Yes. Yes I was. I've spend hours trying to find a way to fix my glasses... I'm afraid I might have to get myself a new pair. Again." He sighed deeply, displeased with the concept of spending money. "This was my favorite pair..." Melody Adagio frowns as she places the goodie tray carefully onto the table. "Hmm, I liked that pair on you too." Aria made an appropriate sounding disappointed noise, or it could have been disapproving.  Who knows, it's hard to tell with babies. Melody Adagio : "You want me to take a turn at it?" she asked as she fixed them some tea. Jigumundo Darkbore shrugged bouncing off his chair, making his way to Mel. "Sure. Although I don't know what you will do... one of the lenses is broken." He took off his glasses handing it to his beloved, trading the specs for a baby.

Melody Adagio maneuvered to help get Aria out of her carrier. "Oh, well that makes it harder doesn't it..." she takes the specs and assessed the damage with her own, currently better sight.

Jigumundo Darkbore: "Since we came back I spent every evening researching a spell that would fix them. Neither Thaumaturgy or Conjuring has a solution." He sighed. "All my research for nothing..." He'd hang his head dramatically in front of Mel-blob. Melody Adagio: "That's a true shame.  One would think, with so much magick in this land there would be something for this situation.  Though I suppose that's how optometrists make their gil." she patted Jig's cheek lightly. Jigumundo Darkbore: "I need to find a reliable Machinist to get me out of this one..." It almost feels like he completely missed the point . Professor sighed, taking his glasses back, putting them where they belong. "You look... favorable today, dear." Melody Adagio raised an eyebrow at him.  "I-uh...Thank you?" she blushed the tiniest bit. Aria had been looking at Jig and quietly baby talking to herself, but when his glasses came back she took her chance to grab at them. "A-Bah!" she cried joyfully. Jigumundo Darkbore got taken by surprise. Caught completely off guard by the baby got his frames snagged from his face. "Gah! Oh... Aria. Glasses are not for babies!"

Melody Adagio chuckled a little.  "She's too much." she turned back to the tea and finished the preparations.  "So, aside from broken spectacles, how has your day been?  Anything new?"

Jigumundo Darkbore: "Quite a few things in fact. I have an interesting project in mind. At least proves to be challenging enough to keep me interested."

Melody Adagio nodded and left his cup on the tray so he could take it when it was wanted.  She took her own and settled on the couch beside them, letting out a deep breath of relaxation.  "So then tell me about it?  What sort of excitement do you have in mind?" she grins, munching a cheese cracker she'd snagged from the tray.

Jigumundo Darkbore would probably gesture energetically but his hands were full of baby. "So... what if I would find a way to go on adventures... from the safety of my office!" His words were worthy of a madman but everybody knew that in his case... it's not necessarily far from the truth. Yet... as mad as his ideas sometimes are, they usually work.

Melody Adagio quirked her head and stopped chewing.  "M-what you mean?" she swallowed.  "Why wouldn't you leave your office?"

Jigumundo Darkbore: "I don't know... in case some expeditions would prove to be too dangerous?"

Melody Adagio still looked confused.  "But how? I still don't understand." she took a sip of her tea to wash down the cracker.  "I'm very curious."

Jigumundo Darkbore: "Imagine another me..."( Everybody run!) "...but mechanical."

Melody Adagio took a pause..."I think one of you is just the right amount for everyone, dear." she obviously still needed more explanation. "Are you telling me you're big idea is a mechanized clone of yourself?"

Jigumundo Darkbore: "More like a puppet. Yes. Let's say... a mammet that I'd be able to control."

Melody Adagio took another sip of tea. "I see...And would this mammet also be able to wield magic for you as well?"

Jigumundo Darkbore: "No." He'd shake his head. "Instead I would arm him with a selection of weapons and gadgets to... substitute for my magic." He'd pause for a bit, bouncing little Aria a few times in his arms, fixing her position. "Obviously it'll be physically stronger than me which I intend to utilize as well."

Melody Adagio: "But..." she scrunched her eyebrows. "What makes you want to hide in your office while your mammet handles all the fun?" it was her turn to miss the point now.  "This seems a little toward the extreme..."

Jigumundo Darkbore: "It's for extreme cases. And if I won't be physically able to do it. I'm just considering different scenarios." He shrugged again. "Besides nobody has ever something like that. Not that I know of it. That would be some breakthrough research."

Melody Adagio quirked her head, then gave a small nod in agreement.  "I guess you're right.  Something like that could be very useful if it works right." she leans back a little farther.  "Careful though, you may accidentally start a trend."

Jigumundo Darkbore: "At least I would get old and die knowing that I did something meaningful." He'd clear his throat. "Aside from the obvious, which is parts and all the utilities, I miss one crucial thing to make it possible..."

Melody Adagio: "You know you're not old yet, right?" she smirked from behind her teacup.

Jigumundo Darkbore: "I know. But it's also healthy to think about the future!" He'd raise his finger finally reaching for his cup and taking a sip. "Back on track though... We're going to take a trip to Dravania."

Melody Adagio nearly spit her tea back into her cup. "We-t-Dravania?" she blinked.  "What in the name of the Twelve do you need there?"

Jigumundo Darkbore: "Have you ever heard of The Great Gubal Library?" He'd walk towards the table to look over the globe.

Melody Adagio tapped her chin.  "I think I'd heard it mentioned around town a few times?  Isn't it an old Sharlayan relic of a building, though?" she hopped off the couch to join him at the globe.

Jigumundo Darkbore: "Which holds an immense collection of tomes and scrolls. Nearly infinite storage of data and knowledge.  Including some Allagan tomes..."

Melody Adagio: "Aaah, I get it." she smiles. "So first you'd need to know exactly how to make a mammet, then.  I'm a little surprised you don't know how to do that yet since you can rebuild yourself the walking magitek armor..." she smiles at Jig.

Jigumundo Darkbore: "Believe it or not but Mammets are a little bit more intricate than a crude walking tank..." A duh, so obvious Melody, go educate yourself, geez.

Melody Adagio: Gives him a look of annoyance "Sooo sorry, Professor.  I suppose I've simply no knowledge whatsoever as to mechanical ANYTHING." she frowned at him.

Jigumundo Darkbore leaned in to peck her cheek. "Not your fault." He cleared his throat again, pushing the glasses further up his nose. "Building a mammet is going to be the easiest part of it... controlling it over long distances is a whole different thing."

Jigumundo Darkbore: "I'm hoping to find my answers there."

Melody Adagio 's frown faded after his little kiss.  "True. I wonder how you would manage that.  Maybe a sort of remote signal?"

Jigumundo Darkbore: "Perhaps. Or by sending Aether over long distance... I don't know yet.  We shall travel to Dravania through Ishgard. Perhaps we would find some help on our way."

Melody Adagio beamed with excitement at the thought of traveling to such a new place.  "What about this one, though?" she looked down at Aria in his arms. "Would you be okay bringing her with us?" she poked at her baby's chubby cheeks.

Jigumundo Darkbore: "Uh... I don't know. That might be tricky. This might be too dangerous for her." He pondered for a minute. "Wait. Isn't Marzia in Coerthas now? I remember you mentioning something."

Melody Adagio: "She's been trying to stay down here lately.  I think I finally talked her out of continuing her pointless search for Brio..." her eyes hooded a bit in sadness.  "But maybe she can at least join us for part of it.  Maybe like a guide of sorts." she looked back up with a grin.

Jigumundo Darkbore: "Excellent idea. And after that she would keep an eye on Aria while we explore Dravania. Land of the dragons is not a place for a child... not for now anyway."

Melody Adagio: "I'll try to convince her it's a good idea." she giggled at the thought of Mar trying to take care of Aria for an extended period of time.  "So, just the two of us would go you think? Or did you perhaps have others in mind to join us?"

Jigumundo Darkbore: "It might be too dangerous to go just the two of us. Even with my magic and your skills... We may need a skilled healer and somebody to do actual fighting if the need arises."

Melody Adagio: "Miss Tisharu may need some more time to let her eyes fully finish healing, but she's capable from what I understand.  Maybe we could ask her if she'd be up to it?"

Jigumundo Darkbore: "Preparations may take enough time for her to fully recover. If we're talking about Miss Tisharu, then we need to count Miss Leuvoix as well. She proved herself as a capable healer on our previous escapade. She'll be a fine addition to our expedition."

Jigumundo Darkbore: "...as much as difficult it is for me to admit." he places a finger on his chin, thinking. "I think I... owe her an apology..."

Melody Adagio: "Wait, what?  You mean you still haven't apologized for throwing her out a window?" she seems shocked.

Jigumundo Darkbore: "No. Why would I. It was her own fault..." He shrugged.

Melody Adagio  buries her face in disbelief.

Jigumundo Darkbore: "I owe her an apology for something different."

Jigumundo Darkbore: "That's not important though."

Melody Adagio looks at him oddly. Jigumundo Darkbore: "We have a lot of work to do!"

Melody Adagio looks annoyed with Jigumundo Darkbore.

Jigumundo Darkbore: "...what?"

Melody Adagio: "Can't say I care for when you don't tell me things..."

Jigumundo Darkbore: "I was a bit too strict with her if that really concerns you this much."

Melody Adagio raises an eyebrow and decides she'll just take his word for it.  "I see.  Good for you, then." She grins tauntingly at Jig.

Jigumundo Darkbore: "I don't understand how being excessively strict with somebody who didn't deserve that is good for me, but I'll let that slip..."

Melody Adagio rolled her eyes. "I meant for you apologizing and acknowledging a mistake you've made." she can't help but grin, then steps up and returns the peck on a cheek.

Jigumundo Darkbore: "Oh. All right then..." He returned the smile taking her hand. "Also... there's another thing I need in Coerthas, making it important to make a stop there."

Melody Adagio: "It's going to be a busy trip, then, isn't it?"

Jigumundo Darkbore: "Definitely. I abandoned my Magitek  Reaper in Coerthas. I'm going to need it's parts. So there's that."

Melody Adagio: "Huh, I had been wondering where you've been hiding it.  Makes sense."

Jigumundo Darkbore: "Uh... hiding is a bit of a stretch..."

Melody Adagio: "Do I need to be worried?"

Jigumundo Darkbore: "Uhm... No?" He bared his teeth in a troubled grin.

Melody Adagio: "It's not buried in a collapsed cave or something ridiculous like that....is it?"

Jigumundo Darkbore keeps grinning. A drop of sweat just slid down his forehead.

Melody Adagio sighs despondently

Jigumundo Darkbore: "It's not my fault!"

Jigumundo Darkbore: "...fine it is. A little bit."

Jigumundo Darkbore: "But not entirely!"

Melody Adagio: "I suppose we'd better bring some sturdy shovels."

Jigumundo Darkbore: "Heheh.... perhaps. LET US WASTE NO TIME!"

Jigumundo Darkbore walks a few steps towards the door, but stops and comes back really fast to hand Melody the baby. "Here. Hold her." And then he leaves.

Melody Adagio: "Uh...Jig?...JIG??!"

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Scenery Censor - Melody Adagio

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Tagged by: @professor-jig

Tagging: YOU!  YES, YOU! DON’T THINK I DON’T SEE YOU THERE!

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Sometimes ya just gotta sit in things just to see if you fit.

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More OOC cuteness <3

Pretty sure Lalas have the most enthusiastic /blowkiss animation.

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Well? What do you think?

She shows herself off to Jig

Suddenly, an uncharacteristically sweet smile...

“Uhmm....Professor?”

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Melody: Summer Time Edition

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Popoto family portrait <3

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“You know...”

“Sometimes I like to think back on how my life has changed since I left home. How I thought I knew exactly what I wanted to do. Even though I still had an obligation to keep my brother in line I wasn’t going to let that stop me from achieving my dreams.”

“How fast I learned...life has a funny way of working out.”

“Do you remember the first night we met?”

(chuckles)

“Your hair was so different then...”

“I’ll never forget that first moment.  We were both getting drizzled on amidst the happy hum of the Starlight Ball.  You were incessantly trying to wipe your glasses on your already-wet jacket to no avail. I offered you my handkerchief for my own glasses.”

“Next thing I knew, you were awkwardly dragging me outside the walls to tell me how strange this all was for you, and that you’d never done this before.”

“I’ll be honest.  It threw me off to the fullest extent.  But your actions and the way you were trying so hard kept me wanting to see what would happen next; and after all that fumbling and stuttering, who knew you were actually quite a marvel to dance with.”

“To this day, you keep showing me you are full of surprises.”

“I remember going home feeling...something.  My soul felt like it was buzzing.  You’d said you’d like to meet again.  I was sort of scared to see you again after that night.  My life plans left little room for courtship, and of course my brother would be sure to make things more difficult as always.”

“I’d decided if I saw you again, you would get the honest truth from me no matter what.”

“And well, you did.  But you didn’t let that stop you, even though you were a true gentleman about it.”

“The next surprise was the little aether-ice flower you sculpted in my hand.  Ironically, it started melting my heart.”

“So much happened after that, it still makes my head spin.”

“The moment you told me about yourself; the magick lessons, the studying of ancient history, the Wanderer’s Palace, the first time you proposed, the fights, the heartache, the struggle to keep everything together, the gentle touches, the steamy nights...”

“All of the memories, good and bad...They’ve helped me grow up and taught me to take things as they come.”

“You’ve changed my life to be better than I ever dreamed.”

“Now that our daughter is here, I hope we can teach her the same things.”

“That is...if we can survive her.”

“But even so, the point I’m trying to get at is..”

“I wouldn’t have things any other way.”

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Lala love is Lala life. <3

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To my dearest friends...

Me, Professor Darkb

I, Jigumundo

Hey it’s me Jig I can’t write apparently.

TWELVESSDAMNIT

Who am I trying to fool. You know well who I am. We know each other for some long time now. This is actually, a first time I’m writing to you, informally. It’s not a work order… it’s not a review of our work. It’s a review of something far more important.

I’m writing this because I can’t say those words aloud, no matter how much I would try. It’s too hard.

Yes. I know. Professor always speaks his mind.

Well… not this time. Everything I want to tell you, contained in this letter comes straight from my heart and this is the only piece of my body that is unable to speak aloud.

I was struggling really badly to put all my thoughts and emotions to words. Took me hours and dozens of trials and errors to write the first few words, not to mention this entire thing, but I beg of you… Bear it with me.

I tried to sleep with it.

With barely any success.

I could only stare at the fireplace…

Reminisce my past…

Our adventures together…

My future.

And still… I don’t know what words can I use to express my feelings.

Avis, Xavarian, Lenti, Kukuki, Deli… and finally my dear Melody.

My dearest, sweet Melody…

Ever since I came to Eorzea I was a broken man escaping his past. Past filled with anguish, anger and regret. Unable to feel compassion. Empathy. Love. Only thing I knew was rage… fire…

Death.

Then something happened. Avis. My dearest assistant.. No. My dearest friend. First day I’ve met you I did not know how much you are going to change my life. How much it’s going to turn around and upside down. One suggestion. “Why don’t you start teaching?” I will remember those words till the very end, Avis. I will never forget you.

To my very first students. Deli, the beautiful desert flower. Xavarian - always quiet but never dull, Lenti - prince charming, and hotheaded, strong Kukuki. You were the light in my darkest days, leading me to better future. You are my family I never had.

And finally my dear, sweet Melody.

I won’t forget the day I first saw you. I was scared to death. You were just standing there. Almost like just waiting for fate to unleash it’s unpredictable tides at us. I didn’t knew you will become so dear to me. I never thought we would become so much more than just associates. The day we went for The Wanderer’s Palace was the best day of my life.

I will never thank you enough for presenting me the best gift in my life. Our sweet child..

What I’m going to say next, I am very sorry for.

It is time for me to stop running away from my past and face it’s demons. Once and for all. To stand up and protect my… no… our future. The future of my family. By the time you read this I may be long gone. Or even dead. I couldn’t let you go with me. I couldn’t risk your precious lifes. No. I can’t be that selfish…

I just wanted to tell you how grateful I am for all you all did for me. My words cannot express this enough. I will never be able to trully show you how much you mean to me. I can only write you a letter.

There is the brilliant professor. Crying like a baby over a piece of parchment, not knowing what he should say.

Maybe this one thing.

To my dearest friends…

Thank you.

Jig.

[professor-jig]

@melodymemorandums

[professor-jig]

Could that smile hurt a fly…?

[melodymemorandums]

Absolutely yes...yes it can.

[professor-jig]

Professor D. Ready to do battle!

Don’t mess with that little guy.

[melodymemorandums]

Jig doesn’t screw around. :U

[melodymemorandums]

>.<’

Clef got a little up close and personal with a stranger the other day...