Nej'a-Kaliv

IC and OOC blog for Nej'a Kaliv on FFXIV - Balmung.

[veranisaacs]

"What would Veran do if he impregnated Schala?" [IC Prompt]

The day started out relatively relaxed, working a bit on his projects. Some light reading here and there. In fact, he was in the middle of a rather nice little book when there was a sudden feeling of foreboding. He wasn’t sure what it was exactly that suddenly made his hair stand on end but as his door flung open he had an even worse feeling he was about to find out. Especially when it was revealed to be Schala, looking none too happy about something. There was definitely a death glare involved.He was definitely in fear for his very life and he wasn’t even aware of what he’d done yet. He immediately skittered back and away, dropping his book and ears pinned back against his head. He was going to die. He knew it. Whatever it was that had Schala upset was going to be the death of him. All 9 lives. Gone. Out the window. He was so screwed and he knew it.“YOU.”The word just cemented his fears. His death sentence. He didn’t know what he did yet and he was already regretting every second of whatever it was. Oh god, that was definitely a lance being drawn. “W-Wait. L-Lady Schala…C-Can’t we just talk this out?” The butt of the lance was coming at him. He ducked under his desk, wincing as he heard the lance do some sizable damage to the furniture. Veran felt himself getting pulled out from under his desk by the tail before she suddenly moved to grab the collar of his shirt staring him down with what was probably the scariest stare he’d ever seen in his life.Speaking of which, that was flashing before his eyes about now.“…Pregnant. You… You got me pregnant.” His thoughts just immediately stopped. In fact, he just completely froze stuck in this odd sort of disbelief and incredibility. There was no way she just said what she thought she said. He misheard. He had to have misheard. He tried to speak up to ask her to repeat herself. The only thing that came out was a tiny squeak.“Wha…”“…You heard me! I’m not going to repeat it!” He let himself be shoved back, staggering into the damaged desk and swallowing as he stared at her. He still wasn’t entirely able to believe what he was hearing. This was… Well, he didn’t even know what this was. But there were now so many questions racing through his head that he didn’t even know where to start or what to do. Was he supposed to apologize? Is that something you can just apologize for? What were they going to do? The mere idea of being a father had never even occurred to him before. The idea wasn’t… well, he didn’t think it was a bad idea. Thought. Concept. He wasn’t sure it was something he was ready for now though. And with Schala? Well, he supposed it wouldn’t be so bad with Schala. Maybe. What? He was going to try to pretend that thought hadn’t just occurred to him like that.

“What…What do we… do…?” The lance was slammed into the wall just above his head. He whined softly.

  He never asked for this.

Death probably would have been a mercy at this point.

[[ schalahart ]]

[veranisaacs]

✖ Repressed Memory

A tiny hand reached up to try to grab the crimson hair that fell just outside of his tiny arm’s range, though the female holding him paid not mind to this. She was clutching him close to her chest running as quickly as her legs would carry her through the small camp. There were muffled sounds - a mixture of shrieks, the twang of bowstrings, war cries and screams. He was entirely too young to make out exactly what was going on yet it was too clear that there was definitely something.

The woman holding him tripped clutching him tighter against her chest as they fell to the ground to protect his small body with her own. There were several footsteps approaching behind her and she was practically trapped. She glanced around wildly, looking for something, anything - and she found it. A small space between the roots of the tree she’d fallen near and the ground, carefully placing him inside. No sooner had she started to pull back from him that her eyes widened, the sharp tip of a spear through her chest and only inches away from his face. The Ixali pulled the weapon from her chest before proceeding to plunge it back in again - as if to be sure. It had pulled back to attack again before suddenly being buffeted by a sudden gust of what seemed to be wind and away from the two Miqo'te.

He wasn’t sure what was happening beyond to the Ixali, his eyes focused on the woman laying before him. She was no longer moving, simply laying face down on the grass that was quickly becoming soaked with blood. A tiny hand reached out, crawling slowly out towards her. He reached to tug gently on her ear - there was no major movement from her.

After a few more moments a man knelt beside her and examining her before shaking his head and picking the tiny Miqo'te child up.

“…She’s beyond what I can help, kid.” The man stood, still holding the child before looking down at the glowing companion. “…Come on, Aether. I believe it would be unwise of us to linger here.”

The carbuncle simply gazed up at the man and the small Miqo'te seemed momentarily dazzled by it. There had only been a few steps before he realized he was being moved away from his mother, suddenly letting out a cry and squirming in the man’s arms. He was promptly re-situated in the man’s arms.

“…Look, nothing can be done. There’s more of those creatures about, you know. You might want to tone it down.” The man picked up his pace as he spoke.“…We’ll come back tomorrow, see if anyone is left. Anyone to take you in. But I’m not a hero, boy. I’m not fighting more of those damned Ixali to save some tribe of wild Miqo'te. No matter how much you cry at me.”

[nejaplz]

Once Kahna had finally found Nej'a, she handed him a folded sheet parchment. On the inside was written the number 15,000. "We're leaving with a caravan to Ishgard tomorrow. That is the lump. pay. Come or don't, it is your decision."

 Nej’a opens his eyes once he felt something light lay on his chest. Oh hey. Parchment! It’s not his birthday though. With a sleepy yawn, the Keeper sits upward and unfolds the sheet to peer at it.

 “Mn. Surprises me how every single one of you always find my napping spot.” He mutters almost incoherently. “But, uh, I can’t come. Got something else planned.” Probably just sleeping all day one would expect from him. Damn lazy Miqo’te.

 (( I’ll be gone tomorrow and throughout the weekend or else he’d totally join. Thank you for the invitation though! ^^ <3 )) ykahna-ooc

[mews]

[tastefullyoffensive]

by Berkeley Mews

[nejaplz]

 That’s Nej and Takkhi for sure. lol takkhimouina

[shurdo]

He knows what he did. Or DIDNT do. Nej’a.

nejaplz

[nejaplz]

SHE MISSED THE CHIN SCATCH, I TELL YOU

[nejaplz]

This is a tumblr hug. (✿づ◠‿◠)づ Pass this to 10 of your favorite blogs to let them know that you love them 💜💜

 D’aww! Much love! ^^

[shurdo]

Prepping those pinching fingers for Nej’a’s ear.

nejaplz

[nejaplz]

gdi lol

[fanofknives]

look WHAT YOU STARTED

I slaw nothing

[otter-catastrophe]

I slaw nothing either.

[meet-your-faet-deactivated20240]

i hate you both

[nejaplz]

Kahli isn’t being very cole about it. ...I deserve at least half a point for that one. Pls ty

[nejaplz]

Response to the Seeker Monk

After receiving a letter from a delivery moogle, Nej’a examines the item with little interest. It’s not often he obtains a letter! While the normal person would be excited to hear from someone, whether they be a friend or stranger, Nej’a was not. He is only currently wondering who in the seven hells wants to contact him. And why couldn’t they just meet him in person? Opening the envelope, the Keeper rips the note out and reads only the “To and From”.

 “...A’sih. Seriously?” He whispers.

 Without even reading the letter just yet, Nej’a takes off to his dear friend’s home with little regard of her possibly “busy” schedule. There is no point in her sending him a damn letter when she could easily find him in person! The audacity of some people! Why... HE NEVER IN ALL HIS YEARS!

 Luckily, he wasn’t far from A’sih’s place, and without a single knock, Nej’a invites himself inside to find both A’sih and Kahli cuddling on the sofa in front of the fireplace. Gross. GET A ROOM! Oh wait.

 A cringe of disgust shaped the male Keeper’s former placid appearance before returning to normal as he set sights on a random spot to stand between the fireplace and the now startled, and baffled, lesbian couple.

 A’sih would be the first to speak up with a, “Nej’a? What are--” But she would be interupted by a single finger lifted at her in a silencing suggestion. This would make the Seeker monk blink and shrug. Kahli, however, was already giving Nej’a a death glare. How dare he interrupt cuddle time.

 Following the clearing of his throat, Nej’a unfolds the letter he had brought with him and begins to finally read it in silence, leaving the couple to remain wondering what the hells is going on.

 Moments pass as Nej’a’s golden hues sway from left to right, and eventually he would refold the letter so he could bring his attention to the two still staring at him.

 It was this very moment that would quench the thirst of confusion. Words were now going to be spoken from his end! It’s a miracle! Lips part to allow an answer to flow easily passed them.

 “Nope.”

 “...............” Both A’sih and Kahli still in silence; even more confused than ever.

 Before Kahli could ask what the “Nope” was for, Nej’a had already thrown the letter into the air in a “fuck this” type of way and walked out of the room.

shurdo kahli-kat

[fanofknives]

CHOOSE YOUR SIDE

[meet-your-faet-deactivated20240]

GET THIS GARBAGE OUT OF MY FACE

[nejaplz]

AND GIVE IT TO ME

[shurdo]

Letter to the Talented Laze.

To: Nej’a Kaliv.

From: A’sih Shurdo.

‘Dear Nej’a Kaliv. Hopefully you’re awake enough to read, or at least want to read because this is important. I’ve spent the better time of these past three weeks of my absence training and perfecting the use and control of my chakra so that my attacks can have greater strength behind them. I’ve hit another roadblock where I am not progressing at a satisfyingly steady pace as normal.

It has come to my attention that it is time to open my second chakra. In the time of my training, I stumbled upon another location to spar. The land I found is better than the last, both in design and resources. I need your help once more to push my limits and break past the barrier between me and my own body.

I know this may appear as a request, but I assure you it is not. I will drag you by the ear if I must, so spare us both the trouble and show up on time. The time will be Wednesday at 1:30 P.M. (( Server Time. )) and we’ll meet in Ul’dah in front of the Pugilist Guild like last time where we’ll depart to the sparring grounds from there.

Last but not least, I want to take precautions to make sure that this is successful. With that idea in mind, I will be bringing Kahli as a spectator as well as someone to help make sure we don’t get interrupted. I’d like for you to ask Takkhi if she would like to come for her healing capabilities, considering our last spar we could use her expertise. Last but not least, I want you to bring one person to ‘tag’ in for you. 

I am fully aware of your capabilities, and you may indeed win the duel. But in case I get a few lucky hits and you need to tap out, I’ll need you to hand pick someone to step in if you must step out, such as Schala or Rasha for example. I fully aim to be pushed to my limits, and if I don’t, the main goal of the spar will be compromised. I only suspect the second chakra will take more effort than the first to open, so this fight will have to count. So come fully rested and prepared.

P.S. This will be the second time I’ve asked you to help me with my training and your efforts have and will not go un-noticed. If you ever need my help in aiding you with your training, all you need to do is ask and I will. I’m in your debt, friend.’

nejaplz

kahli-kat

takkhimouina

schalahart

rashapuns

[meet-your-faet-deactivated20240]

if you like coleslaw, I’m afraid we can no longer be friends

[nejaplz]

Coleslaw is delicious. #unfriend

[nejaplz]

Get to know the mun

Tagged by: kahli-kat

Time and Date: 12:38 PM 7/14/2015

Average Hours of Sleep: 7-8

Birthday: March 3, 1993

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Height: 5′11″ - 6′0″ (Hell, I don’t even know lol)

Favourite Colour(s): Blue, Purple, and Black

One Place That Makes You Happy: My computer desk.

How Many Blankets Do You Sleep Under: Just one. I hate being too warm when I sleep!

What Are You Wearing Right Now: Silver sports shorts and a grey tank top. Bed clothes~

Favourite beverage: Tea (sweet or unsweet, I just like the taste of tea)

Favourite Food: Korma Curry

Last Movie You Watched: These Final Hours

Dream Vacation: Visiting all over Europe and Japan.

Dream Wedding: Uhh. I’ll leave that stuff to my future bride. Lol

Dream Pet: Either a monkey or a lizard the size of a dog. (Don’t know the names of those types of lizards)

Dream Job: Developing/Designing Video Games, Astronomer, Actor, or anything involving music. Hard to choose really.

Tag 9 People You Want To Get To Know: shurdo outcastemel rashapuns takkhimouina veranisaacs schalahart ykahna-ooc elibraddock aalriya

[dashbeardconfessional]

SUICIDE SQUAD (officially released HD footage from Comic Con)!!!

[meet-your-faet-deactivated20240]

HNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNG JAREDPLS

[nejaplz]

Jared, marry me pls

[schalahart]

TMI Tuesday: Has Schala ever started having feelings for anyone more than 'friendship'?

The book lay flat on itsspine as a pen meticulously swayed and jabbed at the open pages. Ink quicklyfilled the vacant spaces as words began to tell the story.

The Empire has never felt farther since I came to Eorzea… While Lailahas the expedition of feigned joy, I am miserable. The only reprieve I get iswhen I get to fight or find time to myself, and even that has become a hassleas of late. Granted, I can’t say it is –that- awful. My defection has enabledme to meet a great many people to a depth I never conceived possible, let alonefound myself interested in wanting to pursue.

I suppose if I had taken a different route, and severed communication,I could become as autonomous as a Magitek machine, resulting in not consideringthese feelings or thoughts. At any rate, I failed to do that and thus I havefound myself in a conundrum. I have found my identity in a crisis here. Thatthe person I am is just a charade, when in reality – I am lethal and a killer.They don’t understand what life is to me. I kill, I hate, and I conquer. Whatmore could a girl ask for?

A friend or lover? Preposterous. Those are obstacles that need to bekept at arm’s length at all times. While I resent my father for his cruelty, hewas strong in understanding what it took to live. Even as I ask myself this,will my allies and I be enough? I daresay… I have already accepted thisdependency on others, and if I hadn’t… I’m fairly certain I would still tryalone.

Either way, I don’t expect my fate to change. Whatever result may comeabout it, I will oppose death until the very end.

…

I should add this bit I guess…

Yeah… Takkhi and Nej’a should probably get together. It would keep themaway from me so I could conspire to do more nefarious schemes. I mean seven hells,Nej’a will be so infatuated with her once he gets some fucking balls.

And fuck Gin. Stupid old fart pervert!!!!

…

This has never occurred to me before… but if I lose Veran… I lose my Magitekmechanic…. Why did he have to be such a pussy?!! Gods damn.

The page was ruefully torn from its place and quickly crumpled into a ball of crinkles and torn edges. Without warning, it was pitched into the fireplace where a cake had been tossed in some moments before. 

[[ takkhimouina nejaplz veranisaacs lailahart ]]

[shurdo]

(sorry for duplicate!) Mwah: Three people I'd like to kiss.

“Erm.. Three? What?” She gave a sigh as the questionnaire kept a steady gaze, awaiting an answer. She looks out the window briefly before taking a drink, “Well, if it isn’t obvious who I’m with, my first kiss goes to..”

Kahli D’naar ( kahli-kat )

The Seeker cants her head as she thought about the second one, “Moving away from romantic interests.. Erm.. I guess I’d be somewhat comfortable kissing..”

Nej’a Kaliv ( nejaplz )

A’sih snickered quietly, “I think I’d find mild entertainment at his shock. Most don’t notice his emotions through his placid complexion, but I’ve known him long enough to know when he’s pissing himself on the inside.” She grinned and shook her head, “And the third one.. Well. It’s either between..”

Rose ( aalriya  )

“Or..”

E’mel ( @outcastemel )

“Rose because she’s a sweet person in general and the kiss may be potentially enjoyable given her softened nature. E’mel’s also a sweet person, but he’d be more of a friendly kiss than anything where there’s no expectations or confusion, therefore making the gesture more light-hearted and free of concern.”

[nejaplz]

It wasn't on the npc prompt so I made this myself. Haurchefant: Tell us about your bestest friend in the world.

 Nej’a scratches the back of his head during the length his eyebrows remain furrowed. Does he have a single best friend? Surely not. He has a lot of friends! And he cares deeply for every single one of them. Just don’t tell them that!

 “Uh. I assume you added in an extra “est” at the end of that to sound cute, right?” Words said with a light nibble at his own cheek. “Any way, I’ve been spending a lot of time with Takkhi. You know... The, uh, Inspector female? Doesn’t really mean A’sih or Rasha have lost their spots either. To outright answer, I’d say A’sih, V’rasha, and Takkhi are all my “bestest” friends.”

 Confused itch satisfied for the time being, Nej lowers his hand from his head and looks off to the side. “Nothing much to really tell, I guess. A’sih is...well... She’s determined to be the best she can be. That’s a very admiring trait, I’d say. Rasha probably has the biggest and kindest heart I’ve ever seen out of a Miqo’te-- or a person for that matter. There isn’t a day where that big goof won’t make you feel good about yourself. Whoever doesn’t like him are either stupid or--... Well stupid just sums them up, really.”

 A pause would be given as he tries to collect his words again. Ah. Talking is such a pain for him. Always feels like a freaking workout! Golden hues fall to the ground, and his shoulder shrug lazily.

 “Takkhi is smart, and like A’sih, she wants to be the best she can be and also help people. Not only that, but she doesn’t seem sexual like every other Miqo’te; I like that. It’s hard to find a Miqo’te with self-restraint.”

 And then another pause! Arms lift up to cross in front of his chest, and finally his yellow gaze rises to peer out ahead at the very one curious about his friends.

 “Could mention Schala too, but fuck her. Nobody likes her. She plays the piano well though, so... Meh. E’mel is a nice guy as well. Different, sure, but he’s someone whom I can trust. I find myself having the desire to protect his very interests and emotional state, but at the same time I enjoy picking on him; he takes it like a champ though. Each of my friends has their own traits that attracts me to them. Although... I find myself in a lesson more than a friendship.”

takkhimouina rashapuns shurdo schalahart outcastemel (all mentions)