#emilylotus

[talesofourworlds]

@emily-lotus liked for a Repede starter!

"I say, Boccos, what do we do about Yuri Lowell's dog?"

"I suppose we can't jail a dog. He'll just have to wait the three days to see his miscreant owner again."

Those had been the words Repede was left with as Yuri was taken away. Certainly not the first time it had happened, and Repede suspected it wouldn't be the last either. That just was how Yuri was. He saw injustice in the Lower Quarter, and he tried to do what he could to go against the knights. This time hadn't been any different. Yuri had gotten into a fight with Adecor and Boccos because they'd been trying to hurry people along with paying their taxes. All well and good, but now Repede was left to fend for himself.

He managed. He always did, Repede thought as he padded along the streets. If nothing else, he could go begging to Hank and get food that way. He just had to get back home first. An easy enough task, as the Lower Quarter wasn't all that big at the end of the day. So he kept walking.

Something caught his eye as he walked, though. There was a woman there in the Lower Quarter that he wasn't familiar with. There was a good reason for that, though, Repede supposed. She looked like she belonged in the Royal Quarter. The people didn't seem to have any qualms with her presence, though. In fact, Repede noted, she seemed to be helping the people.

Huh... so there were kind nobles there in Zaphias, after all. Just the same as there were good knights like Flynn, Repede supposed. His nose twitched a bit as he padded closer. Head tilted to one side, the one-eyed dog stared up at her. His tail gave in to a slow, measured wag.

"Ruff!"

[shinrascomputer]

@emily-lotus sent / “The first thing you learn is that nothing is what it seems.”

{Sentence Starters} | Accepting

Lucas looked over, tilting his head a little. Emily... Perhaps it was because she worked so often with the SOLIDERs that he so admired that he didn't know what to say half the time, but he mulled over her words for a moment, pursing his lips.

"... Nothing is ever what you think it's going to be." He agreed, his words coming out slowly. "I... Know that was something I didn't learn right away, either. I had to learn that the hard way." About quite a few things, he noted silently, but he didn't say it out loud. "I wish someone would have told us all that when we were younger. But... Well, I know I wouldn't have listened to it." He admitted.

[mandysxmuses]

“eavesdrop” (toddie)

Jemand and Todlich were gathered up in a little room in Hender's tavern. The plan was simply to do his makeup for him in hopes that he might look a little better for Emily, though neither of them suspected she might show up to listen in on their conversation.

"... was just a game, it turns out. The guy wasn't real, she was just playing this game with a guy in it. So she wasn't actually cheating on me. Either way, if you could get my hair to look a little more like his that'd be nice, he's kinda got this pussy to-the-side little bitch thing going on--"

"'Pussy to-the-side little bitch' isn't really a hairstyle, Todd...?" Jemand clicked his tongue. "You'd have to be more specific. Maybe if I had a picture I'd actually have something to work with. Don't worry, I'll still make you look much better than some fake guy."

"Well, I know it doesn't mean anything... but I still gave her permission to cheat on me if she ever feels like it, you know. I'm sure she didn't want to agree to that but she still has permi--"

"YOU DID WHAT?"

[soldiersocialmedia]

■ -  Bedroom/house/living quarters headcanon (angeal make him spill!)

Angeal's apartment is small but cosy, designed in such a way to maximise the available usable space given how small it is. His frugal background means that he's grown to make what little he has to work with count, and even living with a SOLDIER First Class wage, old habits die hard.

His apartment is neartly decorated and everything has a place. He doesn't have anything extraneous or lavish aside from things that are gifted to him (or the rare occasions he lets Genesis buy him something nice for the apartment). The windowsill has various plants growing on it. He also has a special stand for the Buster Sword.

[gaiachose]

❝ Are you the new employee I was supposed to meeting today? Forgive me if you are, I don't have time to remember names. ❞

@emily-lotus / starter call

[ananthologyofsouls]

Continued from here.

"It's Evelyn to you, thank you." The hybrid sighed at the other as they wiggled. She had taken the girl to her dorm she will tell Lucifer if she had to. "I doubt he will tie you up if he hears that you are ill." She huffed, if he did she was more than happy to knock some sense into him. "I'm sure he will be lenient if he hears that you're ill."

@emily-lotus

[thosewecanyetsave]

SEND ‘❄’ FOR OUR MUSES TO HUG EACH OTHER TO STAY WARM WHEN LOST IN A STORMY WINTER WEATHER. | @emily-lotus | ❄ (aymeric?)

All it took was a simple glance outside to see that the storm had come on far faster than had been predicted. Considering they were still in Ishgard, it wasn’t the worst thing to happen; anyone who lived in this part of the world had become well equipped with handling the cold over the past near-decade. There was a time when it hadn’t always been this bad, a time when spring and summer actually came with thaws and melts and greenery would sprout throughout Coerthas, but the fall of Dalamud had changed all of that.

Now the issue wasn’t so much that it was a heavy storm, and more than they were going to be stuck at one of the outposts that dotted Coerthas. Dragonshead wasn’t as well equipped to handle that weather as Ishgard proper was, and that had been the exact reason why they were even here. Aymeric had wanted a full tour of all areas that Ishgardian reached covered to see how well they all faired, and he had found himself growing more and more disheartened everywhere they went. It was clear that there was only a certain subset of individuals that benefitted from the coffers of the Holy See.

He would change that. Ishgard would no longer be bound to serve just those who offered the greatest interest of the Church.

“It should clear up by tomorrow.” He peered through one of the shutters on the window before letting it fall shut to help keep the cold wind out. Not that it helped much; Aymeric could hear the wind whistling through the cracks of the walls all the same. “Provided we survive until then.” That had been a joke, though it didn’t come across much as one.

[riftdancer]

↪prompts for your feels // accepting

@emily-lotus​ spoke, “I don’t think hearts break. Shattered things can only be broken once. But torn things can be mended again and again until it’s all scars and stitching.”

"That's true, but hearts can break in many ways. Some shut down; drained of life; torn out from within and though beating still--crushed. Regardless of how a heart breaks, you can always breathe life back into it. But there are times when it may be impossible if the mind was also hurt in the process.” A certain person’s mother comes to mind. The pain the brunette felt from the memory came back to her momentarily before shaking her head.

“Either way, all we can do is help them. So long as there’s a chance, we can only try and aid them on their recovery. But we also need to understand our own limits and not push ourselves.” The teen could attest to that, as she was there for Jude when he was at his weakest. Even when he would reject her kindness and she felt frustrated, the reporter would take the time to busy herself with other things in order to clear her thoughts. It wouldn’t do them any good if she retorted against him.

“After all, we can only do so much if the person isn’t willing.”