[fureyas]

Noel & Yeul~

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“I don’t see why everybody is getting excited…”

[sirensflare]

      "You too huh?. . Thought I was alone on this." She kicked her santa hat on the floor.

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His posture straigtened, shoulders slightly rolling to get any kinks out while he awaited for the name of the location the mage would take him to. Clothed arms crossed over his chest, warmth gathering where the limbs touched. Some of his weight shifted from one leg to the other before his eyes flickered to look at her while the confirmation left the blonde’s lips. And from that snippet about something called ‘Siren’ Izana would have to be careful, and trust in the other’s decision. As long as he wasn’t lost he was fine with what would be form of teleportation from the sound of it. Teleportation was a norm in Rubrum, usually by stone, though teleportation via person was unheard of.

"I’ll make sure ta hang on tight." Arms unfolded from their place and a hand was held out to the black mage, fingers untwined and welcoming. Questions that swelled on the topic of her magic from curiosity and thirst for knowledge would be left for later.

[sirensflare]

     Her feet left the ground as soon as the teleport process had begun. In Eorzea, every location was linked through a large cerulean crystal called an Aetheryte. Having been attuned to each device within every city, all that she needed was a hefty amount of gil in her pocket to keep using such an ability. Since this form of transportation was so popular, the leaders of each nation decided to charge the heroes on behalf of the elders keeping the ancient crystals in mint condition. Making sure to keep a good grip on his hand, Hanna pulled him closer just to make sure the gods of time would try and swipe her friend away.

The time paradox was and always will be quite the spectacle; so many stars in the unlimited continuum flew past as the teleport had pin point the coordinates. A smile remained permanent on the blondes pale lips, for she always found a sense of comfort amidst the stars.

"Going to Mor Dhona, place is covered with crystals. I think you'll like it."

[sirensflare]

anyone want a starter?

[sirensflare]

ϡ, ღ and †

ϡ Mental State headcanon.

Most of the time Hannalore has a calm state of mind and remains absolutely friendly. Even when it comes down to taking care of Eorzea, she values others feelings over power. Walking into battle always makes her uneasy, for she feels horrible about ending anything or anyone's precious life. Completely aware that she is the absolute opposite of what a Black Mage should be, she continues to exercise her views on faith and promote happiness instead of fear within people. 

ღ Love/Sexuality headcanon.

Love was a tough subject to get into; being that she has never felt that warm feeling within her heart with one another, she often looks like a confused puppy wandering for its owner. She no doubt has feelings towards someone, but would rather keep them secret to herself to refrain from anything bad happening. Her sexuality is unknown, and yet another confusing topic for her to think about. Although she is highly attracted to men, she also views females to be undeniably beautiful.

† Religion headcanon.

just gonna post a link to the headcanon I recently wrote :)

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Headcanons

[sirensflare]

Send ✚ for a HEALTH headcanon. Send ♕ for a CHILDHOOD headcanon. Send ✿ for a HAPPINESS headcanon. Send ␛ for an ANGER headcanon. Send ♆ for a BODY headcanon. Send ϡ for a MENTAL STATE headcanon. Send ღ for a LOVE/SEXUALITY headcanon. Send † for a RELIGION headcanon. Send ✄ for a PET PEEVE headcanon. Send ☂ for a FOOD headcanon.

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+ F O U R

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      ❝Ain’t it a little past your bedtime?❞

            [ Don’t take too much offence. This is coming from a seventeen year old ]

[sirensflare]

     "I don't sleep much- guess I'm a night owl."

[sirensflare]

Confusing; Dreams

"Who is this person in these frequent dreams? Why are you showing me that much affection? Menphina please guide me."

    Within Ul'dah, her clan had resided in a high rise building within the heart of the city. The sorceress had her own unit,  and her side job as a weaver was becoming more and more profitable as each day passed by. The closer each nation stepped closer to brink of war, these horrible nightmares became frequent just as they had haunted her when she was a tiny hyur. Rhalgr knew her destiny, even with the goddess of love wandering through the black mage's soul. Struggling within her own bed, tossing and turning underneath the soft silken covers, Hannalore was at the mercy of yet another lucid dream.     Crystals were ascending towards the heavens, a time reversal in which put her own casting abilities to complete shame. Time knew of no limits in the vast mind of a sorceress. Dressed in the small dark clothing she favors to wear in the scorching local deserts, she found herself standing within one of the many forgotten alleys of her hometown. With shards of Hydaelyn glistening in every direction, the hymn of her own majesty soon followed; a harp of melodies. Shuffling her feet to dodge the clusters from embracing her skin, a man with darkened hair forcefully took her own small body into his care. A kiss? She was emotionless, a clueless wreck in complete shock that made her nerves go absolutely crazy. Trembling before the guy, her pastel hues failed to picture his face for the goddess was playing a cruel and heartbreaking mind game. Unaware that her guard had been shattered so easily and why she reciprocated the kiss, the sorceress faltered and slipped into her own nightmare. 

"Have you ever had the daylight robbed from your fingertips? I have, and I've learned to love the stars." 

      She often heard her own advice echoing in the back of her mind, ricocheting one from area to the next. Digging deeper, she tried to focus her mind on all of her hard work that lead her to this very moment. Hannalore knew she was fighting her heart dearly, she longed to have someone close yet feared the consequences. All of this felt too real to be a false facade - she refused to let something like this slip her mind and become another forgotten memory left unsolved. The second she began to start enjoying this moment, this rare occurrence that was once letting her enjoy a single bit of happiness was beginning to take haste. Everything was going all to fast, and the farther the dream went on the more and more she began to forget. 

      Hannalore woke herself up with a rash kicking fit, leaving her covers scattered across her moonlit bedroom. Messy blonde hair covered her face, just enough to hide the tears that would soon be streaming down her face. Not one to show any signs of weakness, her hand quickly covered her mouth before her tiny wails of sorrow left her body. This moment induced a level of panic in the likes Allondt has never seen before. Each breath was as rapid as the next beat of her heart; tonight would be another night left spent putting opposite puzzle pieces together.

[tyrellslanding]

"A map, a fire, a knife, a key, one thing more, one thing more. It’s me."

[equesdea]

“It can’t be helped. We all just have to take one step at a time or else we’ll be overwhelmed." Irises close for a few silent moments than open to look at the female more closely. "I’ve never seen your face before. Can I have a name?”

[sirensflare]

   She really didn't remember a single event. The bizarre occurrences of Chaos that entered her own realm and seeing the pink haired warrior fight along her side. . couldn't of been just one huge dream. "Hannalore. .of the immortal flames. You may not remember me at all. . but I remember seeing somebody who looked just like you in Eorzea."

[sirensflare]

"Tha's peculiar, cos' my family reveres ol' Rlagr as well"

   ”It’s not by choice, honestly. I’m not the destructive type. . I follow Menphina more than anything. Don’t get me wrong, I love to use flare - I just don’t like war.”

[indomitablespear]

"So wot yer implyin’ is tha’ yer a lover, not a fighter….?" She teased, smiling as she inquired.

[sirensflare]

   While looking away, her face flushed a bit more red than usual. "Y-Yes."

[sirensflare]

Headcanon; The Faith.

The Allondt clan, full of astute battlemages and a few white sorcerers, were all proud to hail to their deity Rhalgr the destroyer. Being born into such a headstrong family that was keen on fighting until their last breath exhaled, Hannalore was the oddball and more often classified as the soft flower. Although she obeyed the commands and wishes of the beloved family, her heart was in the arms of another greater superior, the goddess of love and affection; Menphina. 

Keeping it a secret all of her life, she still fulfilled the legacy of superior intelligence and the job of a Black Mage just as her father before her. Her appearances in the war proved most stealth, for she found alternatives rather than being the reason for such blood being splattered about. 

Blessed with the destroyers powers, she is able to summon a meteor from the Cosmos to wipe out any troubles she encounters.

Although she admires Menphina more than the blazing sun itself, Hannalore has yet to experience that warm feeling in her heart called love with another soul; and patiently awaits for Menphina to find them for her.

[sirensflare]

"Tha's peculiar, cos' my family reveres ol' Rlagr as well"

   "It's not by choice, honestly. I'm not the destructive type. . I follow Menphina more than anything. Don't get me wrong, I love to use flare - I just don't like war."

[dragonsxsoul]

Empty Promises { sirensflare }

[dragonsxsoul]

Yuna jumped, her whistle choked off as she sputtered to a stop. The brunette whirled around, her eyes wide and a flush creeping onto her fair skin. She had been caught! With a nervous smile she got to her feet, clasping her hands behind her. How embarrassing! At least it wasn’t Wakka or Lulu who had seen the pitiful display… Yuna didn’t want to worry them anymore…

Instead, a small girl stood before her, donned in a smothering cloak. Yuna immediately sympathized for her, as the heat was burning with a vengeance today. More so, Yuna didn’t recognize the girl’s face, which clearly meant she wasn’t from Besaid. 

"I was just…" Yuna looked hopefully to the swishing sea, but no one was there. "…looking for a friend, but they aren’t here. What about you?" Yuna asked politely, bending forward so that they were eye level. "You don’t look like you’re from around here."

[sirensflare]

With her arms crossed against her chest, from a distance the sorceress examined the lady before her - and with her impeccable intelligence it was clearly evident that this worried person was a skilled summoner; unlike than those of Eorzea of course. 

"Correct! I'm not from here at all. A teleport gone wrong has ended in me wandering these isles. Can't say I'm not disappointed tho~. ." This blonde, accustomed to the heat such as in Ul'Dah and its deserts, rarely broke a sweat in the woolen garments. Of course it was as easy as a snap of her fingers to change, but this was her best gear she possessed as a black mage.

"Need any help finding them? I may not be good with directions. .at all. . but I surely am good at finding whats missing." She liked to think she was good at something other than making magical explosions.

[equesdea]

"No…but that is kind of you to ask. It’s not any sort of difficult project just…something small. Something to keep my mind busy, I guess."

[sirensflare]

   "Everyone seems to have a troubled mind these days. It worries me."

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