#zanrnato

[riihdan-blog]

❝How beautiful you are.❞

  rikku almost misses the words that come from behind the aeon’s mask as she looks through the stolen goods. she’s nestled securely in yojimbo’s lap with his arm around her tightly. sleeve acting more like a blanket than anything else. her eyes shut for a moment as a pink hue flares at her cheeks. she doesn’t initially know what to say, how to react. so she turns, her lips meet the cold surface of his mask. hoping somehow he feels it through the metal, though she doubts it.

[riihdan-blog]

❝Your eyes... They shine so bright.❞

  the compliment catches rikku off guard considering his glow. which in her mind, is easily more interesting than spiraled eyes or the shine they may or may not have. she goes from looking at him to resting her head back against his shoulder. safety, it’s an odd feeling she’s not entirely used to. she doesn’t understand the meaning, but in her sleep deprived mind it’s merely an observation.   ❛ yeah well… your’s glow like pyreflies at night. ❜

[riihdan-blog]

In what world is it acceptable for a Bodyguard to fail in protecting his charge? In no world was it acceptable, and yet here he stood, before a grave marked with her name; the positions should have been reversed. He was an Aeon, he could be reanimated with ease, but she... She had only one life to give, and it shouldn't have been for him. Her life would be added to the tally, the lives he had already failed to protect... But her lost life would hurt most. They were, after all... Friends.

rikku died.

tell me how your muse is dealing with it.