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the fact that lyna associates herself with raha’s pain & that she sees herself as a burden to him... she seems so confident in her role as captain but honestly moments like these make me think that she has a naturally more insecure personality.
decretiia:
She was right.
And he hated how right she was about this. She looked at him with love, and acted more natural around him than most others, to the point of teasing. But he had to tell himself it was just that she was comfortable around him. That her love was elsewhere, to not give himself any hope of the Warrior loving him back. Therefore, it wouldn’t be him getting crushed in the end. “She is merely comfortable with my presence, Lyna. I… I do not think it would be right if I were to be so egotistic… so bold to think that she would love me in return.”
But she was right.
The warrior smiled at him with a fondness.
But he was deluding himself thinking that it was love, yes? Deluding himself…
“…I am… not the right person for her, Lyna… I’ve caused her so much pain.”
“...you do know you deserve happiness, grandfather.” she still remembers the look her parents had given each other, viis who had defied traditions and had decided to leave their village to live as husband and wife and to raise her. whenever she watched the exarch and the warrior, she found herself thinking of them - that same stubborn look to fight for each other, no matter what.
the exarch deserved such a happiness. “is it because she will have to go back? to the place you and her companions come from? I do not know if something holds you here... if you never returned because you can’t. but if you can - then go with them. I can take it from here, I promise. you think you caused her pain but... I think losing you would be the one thing to truly hurt her - and letting her go would hurt you.”
decretiia:
Well, she caught him. Though romantic it was, the Exarch didn’t exactly… want it fully known. What if the Warrior were to reject him? But still, she knew him too well. “I… I know, Lyna, but I am not the one she loves. Therefore, I’ve… tried my best to hide them, but it seems I’ve failed.”
stay calm. she has to remind herself that she is his loyal captain of the guard but... all the months of training new recruits, the patience she had build for herself simply failed in this moment, making way for how she usually is around the exarch : his grandchild.
“did that man who kidnapped you hit you over the head?!” she suddenly asked, arms crossed and staring at the other. “or did old age catch up to you? you think you are not the one she loves? who do you think she does love? because it is around you that she smiles, it is around you that she laughs - when she arrived here I was startled : this is the hero you told me about? this distant and cold woman who recklessly throws herself from one battle into another? but the moment she started to spend time with you she softened up...” she hesitates for a moment, before softly smiling at him. “...she looks at you, the way my mother looked at my father.”
decretiia:
“Now what gave you that idea?” It was true he had a crush on her but– No, no. That wasn’t correct. He wouldn’t admit to it. He couldn’t. That was wrong of him. “I merely admire her. She’s my inspiration, after all.”
“you know how romantic the title of ‘my inspiration’ is, right? besides you are terrible at hiding your feelings... the way you look after her, the way you smile whenever she appears...” he cannot really hide the truth from her of all people!
I mean, that’s one way to deal with it! Talking to people is really hard. ˚‧º·(˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ )‧º·˚
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people think tykha has some sort of gracefulness about him because ...white mage. and those glasses. but then you see him with a raw fish in his mouth and when asked “what about vegetables” he’ll pick a daisy and eat it with the fish because honestly half the time he cannot be bothered with anything....
“the warrior of light ? graceful ? certainly not this one, he’s shown up with his shirts missing simply because he could not be bothered to find them.”
lazhadeg:
The laughter causes the Dragoon’s face to turn stony, memories of the situation flooding back. Thank the Fury he’d not witnessed their little encounter, else he’d never live it down – until dread sweeps through him. If Krile had glimpsed a chapter of his life, then what was to stop the Warrior of Light from doing the same?
They should move onto other things. Quickly.
A hand raises when the other speaks, brows furrowing as he shakes his head. ❝ Reading might not be my strong point, but you needn’t talk and cause yourself pain, my friend. ❞ It was entirely unnecessary. No, his reading was not on the level of many Ishgardians, but Estinien would attempt [ simpler words were usable should he not understand ]. ❝ But nor should you solely be the one running around fixing our problems. Firm is his tone, more thoughts rummaging around in mind. Then a wry smile blossoms. ❝And let us not forget you were elsewhere at the time. I do not believe cloning is yet possible, so I would suggest allowing your friends and allies to take care of things occasionally. ❞
A gesture towards a table is made, the Dragoon slowly walking towards it. ❝ Come. Sit. This might take a moment of your time. ❞
the miqo’te gives the other a tilt of his head, confused by the hurry to move onward to other topics. though he lets it happen, slightly distracted by the words that followed. ears twitch before hanging low “I don’t... want to be a bother.” he mumbled, before sighing, he is in no shape to answer with his voice to those words. and estinien was right, tykha hadn’t been around.
“ɪᴛ sᴛɪʟʟ ɪʀᴋs ᴍᴇ. I ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡɪɴɢ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ɪ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ғᴏʀ ɪs ɪɴ ᴅᴀɴɢᴇʀ - ᴇsᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟʟʏ ɪғ ɪ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ʜᴀɴᴅʟɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪɴɢs” he follows the dragoon to sit down and nodding towards the other to begin his story... thinking back to the crown prince, he cannot help but feel relief that estinien is even able to sit before him. while he would never underestimate the strength of the elezen, something about zenos simply terrified the miqo’te.
I was sold on Lyna right from the start. Strong and focused, her duty to protect the Crystarium and its peoples is the most important thing to her.
Then after the Sin Eater attack her stoic attitude breaks for a flood of emotion that shows just how much she loved the people she had sworn to protect. This scene is one of the big ones that smushed my heart and I love it still.
SE has done amazing things with Shadowbringers and I am excited for coming patch content.
but what about an AU in which lyna has to take up the role of chrystarium leader & she steps into the role of the exarch ...
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“The only true love is unrequited love.” “Will I see you again?” “Someone, I tell you, in another time will remember us.” “I never could lie to you.“ “Promise me you’ll come back.” “Am I just a joke to you, [name]?” “This is what you do, love. Stride across the centuries, and death follows, churning in your wake.” “You’re making it personal. That doesn’t help.“ “It was almost like a dream. ‘Oh. I’m not waking up. Why aren’t I waking up?’ I thought. That feeling never ended. It still hasn’t ended.” “I don’t want to hear your suggestions for my personal life.” “Hold me, at least once, before we say goodbye.” “I want to hug you once more, as soft as I can.” “For whose sake… am I living now?” “Come back alive.” “Thank you… In the end, that’s all I had to say.” “I love you… In the end, that’s all I had to say.” “For survival, I buried my dreams.” “Perhaps you’re right. Neither of us is who we used to be.” “Don’t go where I can’t follow.” “I aim to be lionhearted, but my hands still shake and my voice isn’t quite loud enough.” “Let me in! Tell me what you’re thinking!“ “I just want to save you.” “We are not the same, and never will be.” “Stop pretending this doesn’t terrify you.” “Of course it meant something.” “Do you remember?” “I can’t help but love you, even though I try not to.” “I can’t pretend it’s not the end.” “I said I’d have courage, but I don’t. Not anymore.” “You’re a good liar.” “You jump, I jump. Remember?” “There’s nothing I’d deny you, if you would not deny me.” “Don’t do it. Don’t love me.”
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WoL: So you raised Lyna as a child, huh
Exarch: Yes, I did.
WoL: Any funny stories?
Exarch: Well, this one time she was crying beca--
Lyna, appearing out of nowhere: MY LORD IF YOU SAY ANOTHER WORD I WILL DYE YOUR ROBES HOT PINK
Exarch: Don't do that, it clashes with my hair :(
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Lyna: My lord, I will return in a week.
Exarch: Have you packed enough clean underwear?
Lyna: My lord...
Exarch: I found a great deal in the marketplace for your preferred kind! 5 for 600 gil!
Lyna: ...
Exarch: Sorry, sorry...I know you're grown up now...
Lyna: ...thanks.
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Lyna: Just a moment, I'll find the report. It's in my room.
Exarch: This is going to take forever.
Lyna: No it won't!
Exarch: Don't lie to me. I know you never clean your room.
Lyna: That was when I was twelve!!!
Exarch: Some habits never change.
Lyna: Arrrghhhh
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Lyna: My lord, did you want to see the litter of amaro pups?
Exarch: Yes! But...
Lyna: What?
Exarch: We're not bringing any home.
Lyna: My lord...
Exarch: I remember last time you wanted one.
Lyna: ...
Exarch: ...
Lyna: What about if it's a little older
Exarch: No!
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Lyna, later, with no one around: The Exarch can't stop me from having my own amaro pup. I'm an ADULT now.
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Exarch, randomly: Lyna, remember when you moved out on your own?
Lyna: ...
Exarch: You thought you were so grown up but you refused to leave your security blanket behind.
Lyna: My lord...
Exarch: Yes?
Lyna: Do you have to do this when we're briefing our soldiers?
Exarch: :)
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Exarch, later: Do you still have that blanket?
Lyna: Yes...
Exarch: I'm sure it needs cleaning by now. Drop it off next time you report and I'll wash it and do repairs.
Lyna: You don't have to.
Exarch: But I want to!
Lyna: ...all right.
... i will give lyna a bunny tail & no you cannot stop me. vier.a deserved cute bun tails !
@allageyed asked : ❛ if i can still breathe , i’m fine . ❜ /to lyna ( sentence prompt // accepting )
“don’t.” she rarely speaks up against him anymore, always the loyal captain, rarely the little child he had taken in. but in moments such as these she could not help herself but say something. stepping next to him, she places a hand on his shoulder, to hold him steady.
“all my life I’ve watched you give up more and more of yourself for the chrystarium - I admire that and I will not ask you to stop, I know how necessary your protection is.” she wished it wasn’t, but without him, the city would soon meet its ruin.
“...but do not push yourself too far. you are not fine right now and you need rest.” there is a fear within her heart, one she had carried for years now - the fear of losing him too, the last person she could openly call ‘family’. “would you please rest - if not for your own sake then for mine?”
