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[faircorazon]

“Hey Lulu?” She didn’t look to the other as she stared out to the water, the island she refuses to visit. “Do you remember the boy’s name?” Almost sick to her stomach that she knows this boy was important to her, but she just can’t seem to remember his name. Yet his face was still as vivid and alive to her. “Selphie doesn’t remember either...”

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[twilightichor]

Purple semi-transparency flows with the motion of a pirouette whilst heterochromatic eyes stare into the mirror ahead, lips curling in a satisfied smile. “Do you think this is adequate as a summoner garment, Lulu?” Inquires the still apprentice, looking through the mirror at her older sister figure with who she has grown with the past ten years. 

Chestnut brows arch downwards slightly. “The Church seems to be quite lenient with what summoners wear but...” Porcelain cheeks burn with rose hues at the thought that just crossed her mind. “Some summoners wore rather inappropriate outfits, don’t you think so too?”

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[fulgensun]

“ the time has come for everything to be settled ”

The dense presence of pyreflies flying relentlessly around them did allow their ethereal spectre of light to cast bizarre shadows and colors on their expressions and visage. To him, now, under the light that flow of life and light enveloping the ruins, the land appeared unnatural, in its lifeless desolation. It did not impress him anymore - that wasn’t the place he was born into, the coldest confirmation of his oldest, most terrible doubts. The grim surprise though had been promptly replaced by a sense of urgency – to run away from that place of death the fastest he could, Yuna and the others with him.

Lulu’s expression too, under that peculiar effect, did seem different than usual. A different light did shine, around her eyes and lips – but he wasn’t sure it was just thanks to the pyreflies dancing among them, guiding them towards the destination, where he thought the Fayth would have maybe granted the young summoner her last Aeon. The mage’s eyes spoke something opposite than what her words were conveying, or so he hoped. 

He would have never wanted to hear those words, the truth was more complicated than what his words could have ever expressed to Lulu, to Yuna, to everyone in that moment. And he knew far too well he just had to have faith in her. It wasn’t a simple task, and he just wouldn’t have stood there with crossed arms, doing nothing as the fated time did inexorably approach; the end of the pilgrimage wouldn’t have coincided with a bitter ending. Yet – what could he do now ?  Under that sense, Lulu’s might have just understood part of the doubt, questions and resolve crowding his heart  –  with her usual stern serenity. He looked at her silently, still walking next to her.

He envied that side of her, now more than ever before, as he grimly realized that, yes, she had to be right. No matter what would have happened that night or what would have awaited them inside the Dome up ahead, they had no choice. There were no more paths to follow or bizarre ideas to cling up to. But who would have stopped him from trying, and from hoping– ?  He felt his fingers clench on an even stronger grip on the hilt of his sword, as he nodded decisively at her side, eyes fixed on the long road ahead.

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[hiraitz]

@venusigil​

❝ Hey, Lulu ! Think you can teach me some spells ? ❞

[hiraitz]

“ somehow it’s not god who comes to my rescue ”

* welcome to ghost town // accepting

❝ Were you expecting one too ? ❞

The question is asked in innocence, curious as to what her reply would be. It was a bit awkward for him, being among an entire civilization that believed in something that he didn’t, and it was the source of much of his inner conflict ( not that he needed anymore of that, but whatever ). He wondered how people like Wakka could follow Yevon’s teachings so strictly, and be so resistant to change. But he learned early on to keep his thoughts to himself, and let things play out by themselves.

[igtia]

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   ‘‘   𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐲.   we’ve  much  catching  up  to  do,  lulu.  shall  i  fetch  us  something  to  drink  then  ?  ’’

[aliwept]

brushes juvia's hair

❛     thank  you .     ❜  it  really  hits  the  spot  after  a  long  day ,  she  found .  pulling  hair  from  under  her  shirt ,  he  moves  it  to  be  accessible  for  brushing .  rubbing  her  arm ,  she  winces  slightly ,  looking  at  the  purplish  bruises  on  her  brown  skin .  ❛     juvia  is  very  grateful  !     ❜  @venusigil