Genesis: I want to adopt @fxria as my brother.
Mud: You literally cannot do that.
Genesis: We have so much in common.
Mud: Like..?
Genesis: Fire, x’s and birds.
Mud: That sounds like an orgy. This is more of your weird sex stuff, no.
Genesis:

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Genesis: I want to adopt @fxria as my brother.
Mud: You literally cannot do that.
Genesis: We have so much in common.
Mud: Like..?
Genesis: Fire, x’s and birds.
Mud: That sounds like an orgy. This is more of your weird sex stuff, no.
Genesis:
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❤ : describe a physical action that shows complete trust.
while valefor is very open & (naively) easily trusting of others, one thing she’s always been iffy about is touch. she believes it to be an intimate thing, the only exception being a hand shake, but even that can make her uncomfortable. once she’s warmed up to somebody, once she considers them a friend, she’ll show it by touching them in small ways -- a hand on an arm, playful nudges. willingly letting someone touch her is a big deal for her, and can reveal how much trust is there.
@fxria
█░ HIGH SUMMONER ( 大召喚士 )
The chamber was silent, empty it seemed, as Braska’s shoes gently clinked across the stone floor. He paused at the chamber’s true opening, his eyes adjusting to the dim light, and then removed his shoes, his headdress. As he set them aside, his eyes moved up, locked forward, on the fayth statue silently breathing before him. He took a breath himself.
He had done this before, of course. He had become a summoner in Bevelle and traveled south, then, to Djose. This would be his third aeon... if he were granted it. There was, after all, no guarantee.
Slowly, he made his way forward and set himself down on his knees, quietly. He arranged his robes around him. Then, still for a moment, he closed his eyes and began to pray.
He did not know how long he sat there. It was warm in that place, quiet. He could have fallen asleep there if he had allowed himself. But, he was occupied, focused. Every breath, carefully measured, the took came with a pray, a wish from his heart.
Let it be heard.
❝Are you sure you want to be hanging around the Fire Cavern? It’s pretty dangerous.❞