#lyla leonis

[thelionessoflucis]

I would like to write with the FFXV fandom again.

Anyone up for interactions?

[thelionessoflucis]

I so wish to get back to roleplaying, I know last time I had some roleplays to answer, but my health didnt allowed me to keep going on here. But now IM BACK.  I hope you are all great, I really missed you guys and the few people that embraced me in their stories.

Please like this, or comment or reach out to me if you would like to roleplay with me. I will have my fingers crossed!

[sylleblossomstar]

Now, now, my life is in order again, so... anyone want to roleplay with any of my muses? I dont bite and I would love to keep giving them an story to tell. I know that being an OC might not fit on your stories that awsome like a canon would. 

But I promise I will make it worth your time! <3 Specify Muse, remember I have a few.

[thelionessoflucis]

@strictomiles

It was hard not to be captivated by Lyla. To listen to her words and hang on them as if she were a commanding officer. And to think Gladio hadn’t immediately picked up on who she was previously... She really was Cor’s daughter, there was no doubt about it. He tried to focus on finishing his food so as to not be so obviously staring at her, looking her up and down as she tied her hair back.

There was no time to think of people as alluring and beautiful these days. Besides, Cor would kill him for having such thoughts.

He knew the troubles of tracking down the formidable daemons all too well. When there were two there was bound to be many more in the coming days. Which meant many more headaches for them too. Covering his mouth to stifle a yawn from getting much too comfortable, the man finally spoke up. “You need some help putting the thing down? Figure we might as well do that together, since we’re both headed to Lestallum sooner or later. I owe you a hell of a lot more than just a beer and it’s always better to move in groups these days.” That much had been proved. If he’d had backup, he might not be laying in this bed now.

The lioness nodded at his question- Its suppose that Dave will have a team of a few glaives that reside in Meldacio´s but I can't be too careful, I could really use your help with it… -accepted, Gladio´s presence would help her feel even more safe dealing with the thing, and his combat knowledge would ensure their survival even more- the beast have been causing too many problems already, taking the lives of each hunter that use that rute. Maybe on our way to Meldacio´s I can tell you about the last plans and movements we have been doing, that rute is not meant only for goodies.

She moved her wrist to check on her watch and softly sigh- Mind if I join you for a quick rest? -asked while standing up to walk towards the bed and find herself a spot, to sit and support her back on the wall, while closing her eyes- Being on the road too long, sometimes gets so… exhausting, overwhelming and mentally stressful. This daemon will be the last for a few days, until I recharge my energy to keep fighting -her eyes slowly opened again and looked at him, smiling- Rest up, I will do the same, we both need it… -muttered

Sighing deeply, she rested her head against the wall and relaxed herself enough to feel comfortable,  but something in her posture said that she was still vigilant. A dangerous road was waiting ahead, but for some reason seemed to be… a little less scarier with him near.

His voice, his sole presence was really something, but recognizing that out loud was out of the question. No there at least, but the smile in her lips could tell of her good thoughts giving her some shade of mystery.

[thelionessoflucis]

@triggerxhappy

Prompto had PROMISED himself he would take care of everyone dear to him. He had lost too much already during his journey with his friends to think otherwise. Of course, it wasn’t going to be easy, but he would fight with all he had to make sure the others were safe. He didn’t know for how much time this darkness would remain, but it didn’t matter for now.

He kept shooting in the behemoth’s eyes until Lyra charged against the huge daemon to make it fall on the ground. At this moment, Prompto ran so he could avoid the huge body and then switched his guns for his circular saw so he could blind it fully this time. It was so DISGUSTING, but he also had to see what he was doing, to make sure it was working.

After a moment, the behemoth seemed to stop moving and finally vanished. Prompto was about th exclaim himself when he heard Lyra attack another daemon. “Good move girl!” He said, letting a brief chuckle escape his lips. “I hope it was the last of them...”

When the huge beast was done, the lioness smiled exhausted but heavily relieved- I hope it too -muttered as she sighed deeply- Let's go find the hunter I left behind on hiding… -said as she awaited for the sunshine boy that walked by her side- I'm so glad you came along, we heard some reports of meteor shards around the area and you know how important they are...-her hand went to that arm that had a persistent little pain from her shoulder to her wrist.

It was sad to see all the grass and trees with that dead color, dry and suffering for the lack of sunlight. Sometimes she wondered, how much time of light they were going to have? Slowly the days were turning into nights and everything was even more dangerous. Her steps stopped and sighed feeling that her potion wasn't enough to heal fully her arm- Give me a moment… -muttered as she supported her back against a high rock and pressed over her shoulder again- Damn it… -cursed- Would you happen to have a stronger healing potion? Fighting the surprise buddies of that Behemoth, I hurted my arm, I used a potion but it wasn't enough, since I used my stronger ones on the hunter we need to look for.

Glared at him and smiled to ease him- I will be fine, it was just a fall, but the pain is something -laughed softly.

[thelionessoflucis]

@ofglaiveandguard

Cor was taken slightly aback by the embrace – he’d never been the most affectionate of men – but eventually returned the hug. She seemed happy. That was good. It meant he hadn’t been completely off target with the telescope. That would have been embarrassing. He smiled, patting her back lightly before she pulled away to examine the box more closely. He smiled.

“I’m glad you like it. It’s supposed to be pretty clear tonight so...you should be able to see pretty well.” At least that was what the guy at the shop had told him. Cor wasn’t particularly clued up on such things.

“You didn’t have to do that. I could have ordered takeout.” He was sure it would be good, but as it was a special night for her, she shouldn’t have had to cook. Still, he did as he was told and took a seat. “Smells good though.”

He took the report card from her and scanned it before handing it back. They were impressive. Lyla should be proud of herself – he certainly was even if he found it hard say it out loud. He made a mental note. The 29th. He’d have to speak to Regis, request the day off so he could attend.

“Good job.” Someone complained? He wondered why, but he didn’t ask. He supposed didn’t really matter too much. He didn’t want her to not do it just because someone complained though. “Do you want to do it? That’s all that matters. If you want to do it, you should do it.”

She smiled obviously happy to hear that he liked the smell- wait till you taste it -said with happiness in her grey eyes, as she heard his advice about the problem on hand- Well… there is this guy, I think is someone important son, dunno which is his last name… but I think his father is part of the Ministry of economy or something -she sighed- is just pissed off because I kicked his ass on fencing and started to speak with everyone saying that someone like me should not do such a thing in an occasion this special.

Her expression changed to one of sadness- I mean, I really made mistakes the first years in school, I just couldn't stand those bullies that wanted to abuse my friends, but now after all these years, he is trying to use those past events to convince the school council that I'm not the right person to speak to the rest of my class, my advisor is vouching for me though and I really appreciate it, he have been speaking and doing all the things needed for them to let me do it, but this guy is pressing and squealing worse than a peacock.

Lyla couldn't hide her annoyance for the situation in general- I do want to encourage my friends to give their all and follow what their hearts are telling them, there are so many that dream to help Insomnia the way they can, some good future doctors, businessmen and women, even soldiers for the crownsguard -smiling again she sighed softly- but I guess that if this guy gets what he wants, I won't be able to do it… I tried to resolve this alone but it is getting messy and I'm losing my temper slowly. I really don't want to screw my flawless last year, with a final notification of me having punched that idiot in the face. But he is almost screaming for it…

[thelionessoflucis]

@strictomiles

It was something he heard often enough not to blush or find some distrust in her words. He was the head of house Amicitia now and previously the house’s eldest son, the Shield of the Prince. There were few that didn’t remember him after meeting. Whether it was his stature or his title. He was someone to watch for.

As much as Gladiolus didn’t want to take such precious food from Lyla when supplies were scarce… There was no doubting the hunger clawing at his belly and if he wanted to get back out there as soon as possible he’d need to eat something or he’d end up worse off than when she’d found him. No arguments were made there. He’d take it gratefully as he took in her words in his silent air.

“Still, no excuse to forget. I’m glad Iris kept in touch with you at least. She’s blossomed into quite the hunter herself. Can’t keep her off the roads as much as I want to, a stubborn Amicitia through and through.”

His hands that were savouring the heat from the cup finally set into motion, taking a bite of the noodles to bring forth more silence between them before a sigh broke it at last. “Thank you. For gettin’ me outta there. I owe you one.”

The lioness smiled barely noticeable, as she thought about what made him so hard to forget. 

His eyes, oh those eyes...

He had feral, copper eyes that glistened with a fire that made clear he was a man to be afraid of if you were on the wrong side of the line. 

But that line of thoughts were kept in her secret mental vault that didnt showed to anyone- You are right -muttered the woman as she stirred some more her soup- even more knowing my father as much as I know you do -teased him with a deep seriousness, that turned into a mischievous fox-like smile after a few seconds, as she letted out some humor between lines.

I try to help her from time to time when we cross paths…  but certainly not as much as I would love to, supply cars need protection out there so they request my assistance on those matters -added as she moved the cup to her lips to take a sip of the still warm broth- sometimes I'm called to deal with specific targets that need to be neutralized as soon as possible, so I must travel to dangerous places off the roads… -and of course, her father didnt like that.

It's always good to see known faces, in this world of darkness -Her stormy steely eyes were lost on the flame of the candle. It was exhausting to fight and be alert all the time, sometimes she wished to hide and be weak, but she couldn't allow that to happen, never- we must not forget those small things -muttered and glanced at him slowly

She didnt need too many words to describe what she had in mind “would do it over again if needed” her expression read. Lyla finished her broth and felt relieved and stronger than before, as the orange glow of the light reflected on her profile defining her soft features., acknowledging his words of gratitude with a soft and hoarse sound of her throat and a nod.

[thelionessoflucis]

@strictomiles The quiet ‘So you don’t remember me’ made him suck in a deep breath. Uh-oh. He’d banked it under; i’ve met so many people travelling with Noctis alone... how am I supposed to remember every face? And then came the cold dread of hoping it wasn’t someone he’d spent time with intimately during one of the festivals they’d passed through. Either way, he figured he wasn’t getting out of this one unscathed.

He busied himself taking the tie out of his hair and shaking it out as she moved to sit. Hoping his memory-slip would be pushed under the rug so to speak. It was not. The moment that blade materialized, Gladio swore under his breath. A hybrid of ‘Oh shit and Oh fuck me.” Both worked for how absolutely stupid he felt. Now that he was looking he saw the resemblance but, they’d been so young... she really was different. Even Gladio himself really had gotten bigger, grown his hair out and been adorned with scars and tattoos since then. Some people must pay more attention. And weren’t still having to blink intermittently to be able to see past the spots in their vision from having their shit rocked by an Iron Giant.

He was silent a moment before meeting her eyes. As if he wasn’t completely embarrassed he spoke, shaking his head. “Nice t’ re-meet you, Lyla. Been a while.”

When his expression softened, the lioness smiled slightly- A long while, yes, enough to change everything in us I see -standing up the woman walked towards a table and reached for one of those cup noodle soups in her backpack and turned on the stove to heat the water she used for hers- You are one of those men hard to forget -added as she cared enough to think that he would need a bite to recover his strength if they were planning to go out again. 

The silence she kept for a while was warm, as she moved around grabbing a fork, pouring the water on the dry shrimp noodles, stirring to get them well mixed and ready to eat. Didnt attempted to chit chat while doing it until she returned and handed the cup to him- there, it will make you good, luckily this place still had a gas tank and running water … -said as she took her unfinished noodles  and sat in the chair again.

Her stormy steeled eyes focused on him before speaking- I was a little shapeless thing back then, I wouldn't recognize myself either if I saw my reflection on a mirror -indirectly trying to ease him about that matter- Iris and I kept in touch since we met, she wanted someone to speak to about her girl things, so I offered, since all my friends were men and my father didnt liked them too close to me -grinned as she recalled that colorful past now long gone- But I did saw a few pictures of you thanks to your sister, so when I saw you out there it was clear who you were and I just couldn't leave you like that, you know that. Mh?

Her hand stirred her noodles and ate some, falling silent again.