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[lucianmade-blog]

whatisthislunaidefk:

“Tea, please.” Luna tried not to let the compliment go straight to her head like champagne bubbles, but it didn’t quite work. As the cook went off to prepare their order, she sent a somewhat shy smile across to Crowe. “So,” she murmured, resting her chin on her hand, “do you talk to all of your charges like that, or am I special?” She kept her voice low, just enough for Crowe to hear. 

Crowe turned to her, her arm propped at the elbow so that her head could fall to rest on it, and she laughed. “You’re special. Really. I didn’t know what to expect when I was sent to rescue you, but consider me pleasantly surprised, Lulu.”

[whatisthislunaidefk]

“Truly? I admit that I had no idea what to expect, either. I only received word a day ahead of time, that I would be met by someone His M--our friend trusted.” She took a sip of the tea that appeared in front of her, relishing the floral taste. “I admit that you exceed my expectations. I feared I might be led around by some big brute of a man with more muscles than compassion.” She shrugged. “I would not complain if that were the case, of course--a rescue is a rescue, after all--but I am much happier with my current situation.” 

Where was this confidence and flirtatiousness coming from? Luna almost couldn’t believe herself. She should be thinking ahead to the journey that awaited her. For the astrals’ sake, she was going to meet her betrothed!

And yet, she heard herself saying aloud, “I am already looking forward to seeing where the road takes us, Crowe.”

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whatisthislunaidefk:

“Free, hmm?” Luna followed her through the train to the dining car. No one seemed to notice her as they passed. Of course without her distinctive Oracle robes or her entourage of MTs, she was just one more pretty blonde on a trip. Crowe drew more measuring looks, anyway, though mostly from men who were equal parts attracted and intimidated by her. Luna felt her cheeks warm again at the thought. The men weren’t the only ones.

Though to be fair, Luna wasn’t intimidated. Just the first part. Maybe. A little.

“I could eat an entire garula on my own,” she said aloud. “Or at least, a garula steak.”

Crowe took a seat at the counter bar and her eyes turned to Luna, and she looked at the cook behind the counter. “Make that two.” She rooted through her pockets before fishing out her wallet and passing payment to the cook behind the counter.  “A water to drink for me, and whatever this gorgeous young lady wants.”Crowe was purposefully flattering Luna at this point, it was better to keep a low profile anyway, what better way than a bit of a masquerade until they were off this train and on the open road. Should be about two stops. 

[whatisthislunaidefk]

“Tea, please.” Luna tried not to let the compliment go straight to her head like champagne bubbles, but it didn’t quite work. As the cook went off to prepare their order, she sent a somewhat shy smile across to Crowe. “So,” she murmured, resting her chin on her hand, “do you talk to all of your charges like that, or am I special?” She kept her voice low, just enough for Crowe to hear. 

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whatisthislunaidefk:

Luna couldn’t help the slightly hysterical laughter that bubbled up within her at the narrow escape. “I–haha–I cannot believe we made it,” she wheezed. “That was faster than I have been allowed to run in years.” She put her hand on her heart as she leaned against the wall of the train car to catch her breath. Through the windows at the back, she could see the forms of the MTs and her brother shrinking into the distance. For a moment, she wondered if they would order the train to stop–Ravus certainly had that power–but there was no squealing of brakes or slowing their speed. If anything, the train picked up its pace, and with each second, put more and more distance between them and the Manor.

Once she could relax a little, she met Crowe’s eyes. “Congratulations. You have officially kidnapped the Princess and Oracle of Tenebrae.”

Crowe allowed herself to collapse next to her, and another laugh bubbled up from her lips. “How’s it feel to be a free woman?” There was a mischievous glint in her eyes, as if this was the kinda thing she was into. Living life dangerously.  Being a glaive, she kinda had to be into living her life in the fast lane. It was a part of the job description.  “Congrats to me, let’s go to the dining car, and grab a bite, I’m starving, and practically dying of thirst.”

[whatisthislunaidefk]

“Free, hmm?” Luna followed her through the train to the dining car. No one seemed to notice her as they passed. Of course without her distinctive Oracle robes or her entourage of MTs, she was just one more pretty blonde on a trip. Crowe drew more measuring looks, anyway, though mostly from men who were equal parts attracted and intimidated by her. Luna felt her cheeks warm again at the thought. The men weren’t the only ones.

Though to be fair, Luna wasn’t intimidated. Just the first part. Maybe. A little.

“I could eat an entire garula on my own,” she said aloud. “Or at least, a garula steak.”

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whatisthislunaidefk:

Her hand in Crowe’s felt secure, as if she drew strength from the Glaive, strength she sorely needed. “We must hurry. The alarm is sure to–”

A klaxon blared in the distance; Luna could imagine the small army of MTs activating and her brother shouting orders to recapture her. By now, Maria would have been detained, and Luna sent a mental prayer to Shiva to watch over her elderly maid.

She put more energy into her run, glad she wore boots instead of her usual heels. “My life is in your hands, Glaive Crowe,” she panted. 

In the distance over the blaring of the alarms, she heard the loud whistle of a train getting ready to leave the station. Their ride. And they couldn’t have been too far too  be able to hear it over the sounds of blaring sirens. An almost wild laugh escaped the Glaive’s lips, was it bad that she enjoyed a good chase? What could she say, there was fun in the chase. She could see the train in the distance. It was beginning it’s departure, she ran faster, feet taking longer strides, “We can rest soon.” Soon as they were on that train.  Faster her feet carried her, the sounds of machines moving in the distance, orders shouted loudly over the crowd, the High Commander himself entering into the chase.  The train was so close she could feel the rumble of it as it moved gaining speed, she was running parallel to it now, dragging Luna along with her, a well executed motion propelled the Princess onto the back end of the train over through the human sized hole in the gate surrounding it. And she gripped onto the metal bars and pulled herself up, offering a mock salute to the troops left behind, as she opened the door to the storage car and gestured for Luna to take entry first.

[whatisthislunaidefk]

Luna couldn’t help the slightly hysterical laughter that bubbled up within her at the narrow escape. “I--haha--I cannot believe we made it,” she wheezed. “That was faster than I have been allowed to run in years.” She put her hand on her heart as she leaned against the wall of the train car to catch her breath. Through the windows at the back, she could see the forms of the MTs and her brother shrinking into the distance. For a moment, she wondered if they would order the train to stop--Ravus certainly had that power--but there was no squealing of brakes or slowing their speed. If anything, the train picked up its pace, and with each second, put more and more distance between them and the Manor.

Once she could relax a little, she met Crowe’s eyes. “Congratulations. You have officially kidnapped the Princess and Oracle of Tenebrae.”

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whatisthislunaidefk:

Stunned, Luna nodded and let Crowe lead her away. She’d heard of Glaives’ fighting ability but she’d never seen anything like that display. “Impressive,” she said breathlessly as they ran. “I daresay that must be a good trick to get out of conversations at parties.”

Ah, yes, their lives at stake, and she was making jokes with her very dangerous rescuer. Perfect timing, Lunafreya.

Still. That had been incredible. And it would probably have to be incredible again, because with one MT down, more were sure to follow.

Crowe extended a hand towards Luna, as if offering the slightest bit of assistance to her royal company. After all, they were running for their life. Being so close might actually be a good thing. It’d definitely make it easier for her to put herself between the Princess and any oncoming attacks. So far the coast was clear though, lucky her. Seems they only thought to post one guard at the back door. They hadn’t anticipated the idea that someone might actually be coming to liberate the Tenebraen princess from her captivity. “Not much further now.” As it was, the current turn of events had been planned for. Apparently the Good King Regis, knew exactly which exit they’d take and sent a car on the train. They just had to make the circle around to the train station.  Since, Crowe’s bike wasn’t exactly properly protected enough to carry the Princess. The train would get them back to travellable roads, and the car would take them the rest of the way to the ferry in Galdin Quay.

[whatisthislunaidefk]

Her hand in Crowe’s felt secure, as if she drew strength from the Glaive, strength she sorely needed. “We must hurry. The alarm is sure to--”

A klaxon blared in the distance; Luna could imagine the small army of MTs activating and her brother shouting orders to recapture her. By now, Maria would have been detained, and Luna sent a mental prayer to Shiva to watch over her elderly maid.

She put more energy into her run, glad she wore boots instead of her usual heels. “My life is in your hands, Glaive Crowe,” she panted. 

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whatisthisidefk:

Luna nodded and crept behind. The heady scent of sylleblossoms hung in the air as they moved through the sea of blue. To Luna, it seemed that the petals clung to her skirt and the sussurrus they made in the breeze sounded like stay, princess, stay. But she had to leave Tenebrae now, lest she lose her chance of aiding Noctis in his destiny. A destiny he likely still did not know. 

Distracted by her thoughts and by focusing on the black-clad shape she followed, she failed to see the MT guard that had been hidden by a nearby tree. It stepped out, weapon drawn, and with its mechanical voice said, “HALT. BOUNDARY BREACH IMMINENT. RETURN TO SAFE ZONE AT ONCE.”

Crowe was one of the few that actually preferred to avoid warping as much as necessary but, if she intended to have any success in this venture, she needed the element of surprise on her side. And that was her best bet. Crowe withdrew a her uniform dagger, and an expertly aimed through embedded it into the tree behind the MT.  In a matter of seconds, she reappeared in a flash of light, a hand burning with flames embedded deep into the MT’s circuitry and she watched as it fizzled and dropped. “We need to go. Now.”

[whatisthislunaidefk]

Stunned, Luna nodded and let Crowe lead her away. She’d heard of Glaives’ fighting ability but she’d never seen anything like that display. “Impressive,” she said breathlessly as they ran. “I daresay that must be a good trick to get out of conversations at parties.”

Ah, yes, their lives at stake, and she was making jokes with her very dangerous rescuer. Perfect timing, Lunafreya.

Still. That had been incredible. And it would probably have to be incredible again, because with one MT down, more were sure to follow.

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whatisthislunaidefk:

Luna needed all of her royal training to maintain her composure at the other woman’s compliments, though even that wasn’t enough to keep the blush from her cheeks. She took the proffered hand and let–Crowe, was it? What an interesting name!–help her to her feet from the divan. “Good King Regis,” she replied, “Even these many years on, he proves to be a friend by sending such an escort.” Once standing, she noted that they were of similar height, though where Luna herself was pale and dressed in white, Crowe was dark-haired and all in black. The other woman possessed a wild beauty that instantly made Luna envious.

“I shall try not to be a burden on our journey,” she added, finally allowing a smile and a nod. “I believe that, if you are patient with one who travels rarely, we shall have a very nice trip indeed.”

Crowe wasn’t exactly sure of what to expect when she’d been handed this mission. Hand picked from a crew of well trained Glaives. And yet she’d been the one sent to Tenebrae to extract the Princess from her prison. She felt honored, but she also felt like she wasn’t equipped for the position she’d been given. Surely there were other, better options.  Her thoughts went to Nyx and Libertus. Either of them would’ve been perfect for such a position. But here she was, graced by the presence of one of the most beautiful women she’d ever had the honor of laying her eyes on. 

“I’m pretty patient. And I promise, you won’t be a burden. I don’t think you’re capable.”

[whatisthislunaidefk]

“Then by all means, let us go. If we hurry, we can avoid the next patrol--and my brother.” 

A flicker of sorrow crossed her features, quickly replaced by her stoic, determined mask. “I assume you have a plan for getting us off the Manor grounds? There is a little-used exit that I take when I want to walk in the garden, but beyond that, I’m afraid I cannot manage to avoid the guards.”

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@whatisthislunaidefk

Crowe looked at the Oracle. Her eyes taking in the sight of the woman, she was beautiful. Definitely a sight to be beheld. A hand extended and a smile curved up onto her features. “You know, Princess. We should get you out more.” There was a laugh in her voice, “You’re far too beautiful to be trapped inside.”

She still had to get this girl to Altissia in one piece, for her wedding. She really needed to stop crushing on the unavailable. Emotionally or otherwise. “I’m Crowe, King Regis sent me to be your escort to your wedding.”

[whatisthislunaidefk]

Luna needed all of her royal training to maintain her composure at the other woman’s compliments, though even that wasn’t enough to keep the blush from her cheeks. She took the proffered hand and let--Crowe, was it? What an interesting name!--help her to her feet from the divan. “Good King Regis,” she replied, “Even these many years on, he proves to be a friend by sending such an escort.” Once standing, she noted that they were of similar height, though where Luna herself was pale and dressed in white, Crowe was dark-haired and all in black. The other woman possessed a wild beauty that instantly made Luna envious.

“I shall try not to be a burden on our journey,” she added, finally allowing a smile and a nod. “I believe that, if you are patient with one who travels rarely, we shall have a very nice trip indeed.”