#SHIVARIIA –––– an independent & selective jill warrick from final fantasy xvi. penned by prince ( he/they, 26 ).
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@shivariia
#SHIVARIIA –––– an independent & selective jill warrick from final fantasy xvi. penned by prince ( he/they, 26 ).
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THE DISTANCE THAT LIES BETWIXT HIMSELF & THE PEOPLE OF THIS TIME IS THICK WITH TENSION & SUSPICION . but he can hardly blame them , as even he , himself , bears the burden of tragedy & distrust . skepticism harbors itself beneath his veins & even bleeding would not stop its descent into his bloodstream . trust is earned , not given , this much he knows for certain .
jill has been welcoming to him , more - so than anyone else ( excluding prompto , with transparency aside ) , & he wonders what it is that makes her so different , so willing , even through the barrier she , & seemingly everyone these days , seems to don .
she reassures him gently , & he can feel a bit of relief release from his lungs . not that it bothered him too immensely , but it is certainly becoming to have a bit of recognition whence most abandon . ❛ can't blame 'em . ❜ he stops , & reflects upon himself in their situation , offering nothing but grace to those who known naught but hurt . ❛ i'm pretty similar . . . and even if i wasn't , they have every right to feel the way they do . ❜
he lets his breath escape him , & clenches his fists , agony still burning toward the rage of this world . passion drains his features , & his body language goes completely still . ❛ it's not easy . i'm sure you know that . ❜
KNOWING EVERY BIT of his tale wasn't necessary for her to know that he understood–––– even without prompto's reassurance, & before she had noctis had been close & solitary enough to speak as freely as they were then, his understanding of the truth of the world was something that she wouldn't have questioned.
HIS WORDS WERE true, everyone had the right to feel the way they did. she would not fault anyone for their feelings. for their fear & apathy. for their concern & anger.
" & yet, we will get nowhere if we don't accept those who extend their hands to us. "
TURNING THEIR BACKS on the entire world was a luxury they couldn't afford if they were meant to change it.
" if one of us must be the first to treat you warmly so that others may follow, then i will gladly carry the burden. perhaps you would allow me to treat you to a meal at the tub & crown? "
IT WOULD BE a simple way to introduce him properly to these new surroundings & allow them both to begin to let down their guard.
「 RP MEME : RANDOM DIALOGUE 2.0 」 / @lucisking
‘ what do you wish for? ’
" that a question could be answered so simply. "
IT WAS CLEARLY said in jest, but for every bit of laughter there was a shred of truth. she had wished for many things over the years, with her head turned skyward in hopes that her words would be heard above the inevitable din of prayers sent to metia & carried past the moon, into the heavens to be granted. of those wants, many had been repeated more than once. all, in fact, but her most childish, which she had abandoned hoping for fairly quickly in attempt to give her more serious prayers a chance to be permitted.
THERE WERE THOSEwho would say that sort of thought in & of itself was better suited for a child, but jill would allow herself this superstition.
" i don't think you will find a person in all of the twins who has a single, solitary wish. but, i will spare you the hours it would take to get through all of my own & limit myself to one. "
SILENCE REIGNED AS she turned her thoughts over in her head. what one thing would come close to encompassing several of her wishes all in one? for the blight to recede. for the war to end. for the safety of bearers. for the protection of her friends.
FOR FREEDOM FROM the curse.
" peace. "
THE WORD SLIPPED out before she had even realized she'd found her connection, but it was far from a surprise. she had been wishing for peace long before she'd entered the hideaway. long before the iron kingdom.
EVEN LONG BEFORE rosaria, during the zenith of a northern winter, watching her father suit up for battle. it was the closest she would get to an all––––encompassing desire. any other would be fleeting & frail if conflict continued to ravage their home, their lives & their futures.
" i would wish for peace. "
✦Flower Sword✦
「 RP MEME : RANDOM DIALOGUE 2.0 」 * change pronouns as needed. based on this generator.
‘ how about i take you home? ’
‘ who do you fight for? ’
‘ you can relax. we’re safe here.’
‘ are you threatening me? ’
‘ i told you to leave me out of this. ’
‘ i guess it runs in the family, huh? ’
‘ you’re leaving already? ’
‘ that sounds dangerous. i’m in!’
‘ what do you wish for? ’
‘ you look like you just saw a ghost.’
‘ don’t look at me like that. ’
‘ we can just sit here. we don’t have to talk.’
‘ you can’t get rid of me that easy. ’
‘ do you want something for the pain? ’
‘ can i have some cash? ’
‘ i know you’re dangerous, but i also know you won’t hurt me.’
‘ that’s quite a scratch you’ve got there.’
‘ when was the last time you slept? ’
‘ i know who you are. i know what you’ve done. ’
‘ you’re being followed. pretend you know me.’
‘ you never should’ve left. ’
‘ i think i’m getting sick. ’
‘ snap out of it! ’
‘ yes i killed them, but i did it for you.’
‘ don’t treat me like a child. ’
‘ how does it feel to be in love? ’
‘ surprised to run into you here. ’
‘ how many people have you killed? ’
‘ i didn’t want to come, but i need your help. ’
‘ i know i’m not the person you want, but i’m here. ’
"This is my penance."
THE MEAGER RECEPTION to noctis' arrival had not gone unnoticed by jill. she had expected it, even, though poor prompto had been taken by surprise. he had introduced his friend with a smile & excitement in his tone, & he was clearly puzzled at the lack of acceptance from those he considered family. but that wasn't the way of those in the hideaway, who'd spent their lives hiding from betrayal & persecution. trust was not an easy thing to come by–––– & yet, the familiarity of his countenance led him well on the way to receiving hers.
" i hope everyone's less than warm welcome isn't weighing too heavily on your shoulders. "
HER APPROACH WAS slow, but intentional. the last thing she wanted to do was scare him or make him think that she was sneaking up on him to intentionally catch him off guard, especially not when her intention was to extend her hand in friendship.
" i can assure you, you haven't done anything wrong. "
SHE SLOWED TO a stop beside him, though she kept her distance & her eyes remained on the horizon. her arms settled on the railing as she tried to seem as relaxed as possible, but she, too was guarded. defensive. & until she was reassured that he was as safe as something within her made her feel, she would remain watchful.
HER TRUST, TOO, needed to be earned.
" this place is filled with people who have been used for the gain of others. they can be wary of newcomers–––– they were once distrustful of cid in a very similar way, but they will come around for you just as they did for him. i'm sure of it. "
( starter call / @lucisking)
tiny starter call
she was counting on the sounds of the city that surrounded the castle to mask her steps as she approached the training grounds. it was luck alone that kept clive's back turned––– & nothing short of the grace of the gods that kept torgal from alerting him with excited yips as she picked up a wooden sword from the weapons rack. her final steps were a bit too quick & far from the soundless sneaking she had been attempting before, but nearby bustle was enough to cover her until she was close enough to use it to prod his shoulder, before resting it atop it. so close to his neck that, if it had been a real spar, there would be little left to do but yield.
❝ to think, the first shield of rosaria, bested by a novice. ❞
jill pulled the sword back, standing in what must have been a poor imitation of the salute she witnessed the shields give on a daily basis, but certainly the closest she could give. even then, her teasing tone did not let up.
❝ i'm sure lord murdoch would have something to say about you watching your back, wouldn't he? ❞
( stay alert / @rosfielde )