#dawnedscions

[turnsorrow]

“  ALPHINAUD  ,  I FEEL AS IF  ...  we should discuss with one-another  —  the  ...  possibility that one of us could,”  she trails off, gaze turning to the side. Subtle as she is, she’s talking about one of them specifically, as she would surely meet her own end before she ever allowed something to happen to him, but she doesn’t say that. Fight her father as she had, and with all the hope she held, she did not want things to go awry without having spoken to him. Just in case.  “—It is entirely possible that we may not survive this. I intend to. But...”  /  @dawnedscions​.

[reapcrbunny]

@dawnedscions​  --  it’s not easy to believe. // from alphinaud, because why not    //      🐝  *  ―  𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓𝐘 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒  

(    🐇   )          IT WASN’T.    TRYING TO    hold a crumb of hope that they will survive all this with all the suffering that many    endure    due to her hasty and anger response    .  .    FELT RATHER LOW.

         <       BUT YOU DO.    believe.    that we have a chance.    >

[fxrtunas]

@dawnedscions​ from here!

    Oh, another failed reading. How unfortunate. At least this client did not request to have their gil back, which is something Allan is rather pleased about, even if their ire was a clear complaint of dissatisfaction. He’s about to pack his cards away into their sleeve, but the shadow of someone approaching him draws his gaze.

    Familiar. Allan’s eyes briefly drift to the tattoos adorning the elezen’s features. Ah. He keeps his wariness from his expression; his composure remains neutrally polite with a soft smile to greet the newcomer.

    “An intriguing exchange from a beautiful individual such as yourself? How can I refuse?” Allan muses, slowly retrieving his cards from their sleeve once more. He gestures for the elezen to take a seat. He crosses one leg over the other, appraising him. “I must warn you I’m rather abysmal at readings, however. My previous client left in a huff, if you did not see them.”