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3 yrs ago
Current Just to inform all my partners I will be taking a short break whilst I move home. Responses and replies will return once I am settled.
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4 yrs ago
How do you write like you're running out of time? Write day and night like you're running out of time? (This darn song is stuck in my head T.T)
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4 yrs ago
Welp, now to wait for the next patch of FFXIV ;A;
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5 yrs ago
Expect delays with replies as FFXIV Shadowbringers has come out <3
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Suki
April 22nd
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If you have an questions or ideas please feel free to get in touch! I also work full time so sometimes my responses can be sporadic.

If I'm not on here writing I will most certainly be playing video games or sucked into a new world reading.

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There we go!

Well least it's only a few weeks! Especially as it will help you out in the long run! So fingers crossed!
For once in her life Iris felt like she had gotten the best rest ever, as the sun seeped in through the old dusty curtains she started to stir. Eyes fluttering open as she glanced around the room remembering just where she was, feeling the warmth of a body next to her she started to remember how her, and Cas had shared a bed for the evening. In an instant her cheeks flushed at the thought, especially as she realised, she had ended up cuddling him in her sleep. Though it had been comfortable and honestly, she had never felt better rested.

I can’t believe I slept through the night. I usually have trouble sleeping. I guess this truly shows I feel safe around him. That I feel so comfortable. I think it’s the first night in a while without some sort of nightmare. Thinking to herself as she touched his cheek gently, it felt so good to wake up beside someone like this. No. Stop it. What if this all ends badly? This can’t end well for us. I don’t know. Seemingly getting lost in her own thoughts as she couldn’t have anything nice, not without ruining it for herself with over thinking or thoughts of how it won’t end well. It was strange, she would always gravitate towards the worst outcomes, never the best and she knew she had to work on that.

“Good morning Cas…” Whispering softly in hopes to wake him up gently, she didn’t want to startle him. However today was a new day and they would need to think about moving, she wanted to know what his plans were, what he wanted to do but then she also didn’t want to push him. This was no easy decision and it couldn’t be rushed, as much as she wanted to have an idea on what to plan for but that wasn’t possible right now.

Thinking to herself she wondered on if they should eat now, what if they didn’t have a place to stop for lunch. Plus, breakfast was one of the most important meals of the day. Placing a gentle kiss on his cheek she slipped out of the bed and headed towards the backpack to try and sort something out for them. It wouldn’t be amazing, but she could do something for them at least. “I’m thinking breakfast now, simply because I don’t know if it will be easy to stop for lunch so at least we’d have eaten something. I’m sure I can fix something up for us!”

Smiling brightly, she rummaged through the backpack looking at the few items they had in there. Knowing Cas had packed them some cans from Bel Bicis and she was certain that Maisie had put some items in there before leaving. They hadn’t touched too much of it. Pulling out one of the cans she could see the tinned fruit which wouldn’t be the most fresh or amazing, but it was better than nothing. Picking up one of the forks she walked over to Cas handing him the now opened can of fruit and a fork, “Enjoy! A very rustic breakfast. You’ll find hopefully one of your five a day in there?” Laughing softly as she tried to lighten their situation.
Are you alright if I move it back to next day then? I just wanted to check to see if you had anything else planned :3

Oh man, but it will be better for you in the long run! I'm sure you know that haha. Hopefully the pain won't be for too long though!
I'm going back to a more Blonde again, seeing as its summer time haha.

Ohh did you have anything more you wanted to do Capital wise? Or did you want to flip back?

Ohh is this the follow up one? I hope it goes well! How has the pain been lately?
Oh gosh don't apologise! I'm working on something now but it may take a little while as I'm dying my hair :3

Oh wonderful! I hope you have a lovely time with your mum.

Awh bless him, least he will know that they did care for him.
Awh his friends reaction though, I bet they will show Cas that some people did actually care!
“What are you going to do with her?” Sighing heavily as Ethans father moved into the room, a solemn look on his face horrified by the information he had learned today. Placing his hat down on the desk he took a seat as he looked over at his son, he was deeply hurt by the death of Regis. They had been old friends for a very long time, he had stood by the man for many of years and watched the girl grow up, so he looked at her like a daughter.

“Father… nothing. I.” Ethan sighed shaking his head, “I just simply mean that our people would love to see her alive again. Think of the hope it would bring everyone. I am just worried is all.”

Patting his son on the shoulder he smiled nodding, “It would certainly raise the moral in the rebels seeing her alive as she did so much to help everyone, but… they can’t know about what she has done.”

“But how are we to explain it!? She betrayed US… BETRAYED ME for that stupid Prince who SHOULD be dead.” Ethan hissed out his words, looking away as memories resurfaced on how close she had been with the Prince. How he had just been tossed aside because essentially, she had gotten herself a better toy.

“Or she was brainwashed. Think son, amnesia. The Capital could have rewired her brain trying to infiltrate the rebels. The people would eat it up, it would paint them in a bad light especially after what has just happened. The rebels are devastated from it… I know I am, and you know what happens when people are given a slither of hope. A small light of it. Hope is such a strong feeling.” Smiling at his son as he offered an alternative, a part of him didn’t want to see the girl harmed because he had watched her grow up alongside her father.

“But… I don’t believe that.” Ethan grimaced as he looked down at the strewn papers across the floor that he had thrown there. Slowly be began picking them up, the other guy that had been here before had left as soon as his father had entered the room so at least the conversation they were having was private. “Dad… how in the hell did Regis run this all in his state? Half the time he was drunk, half the time he was too busy passed out. I don’t get it.”

“I’ll let you in on a secret, we did it all. Regis was merely a figure head. The guy with the backstory that could be used to spark a rebellion. The other districts have been running this for a long-time son.” Moving to the cabinet he opened it up pulling out a bottle of whiskey as he shook it offering his son a drink with a warm smile, “Look, it’s not going to be easy, but we have the Prince in our districts somewhere. The Capital think he is dead, it’s a blow to them and we have time to fix this mistake. Do not lose that hope.”
Awh man, his best friends ;A;

That was so sad :(
Oh gosh I know those feels! I hate it when cleaning takes forever haha.
As much as she wanted to tease back, huff at his words of her being a perfect little angel she knew they’d just continue to talk through the night if she did. Deciding to hold her tongue she smiled watching him as he laid down next to her pulling the covers over the both of them and it was exciting to be sharing this kind of moment with someone. Even though nothing was happening it was still endearing, it was a nice sweet gesture to be able to sleep with someone comfortably. Smiling as she closed her eyes, she began to settle herself, whispering a goodnight to Cas feeling comfortable as she began to doze off herself.

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Meanwhile the rebels were quickly falling, numbers dwindling further as the assault of today left Ethan feeling more drained than ever. As much as he had wanted to follow the sighting of Iris he couldn’t, not with the huge mess on his hands. Regis had been killed, their leader had been slaughtered in the Capital and news had spread like wildfire. Allegedly the Prince was dead, but Ethan knew better than that. Iris wouldn’t just go missing for no reason and he believed it was her fault this had happened. She had broken the Prince out and saved him from his fate.

“Damn her and her good heart.” Growling to himself as he threw a stack of papers off of the desk he had been working on letting them all tumble to the floor.

“Ethan, they’ve killed unit 3.”

“I KNOW DAMMIT.”

“I… sorry. I know this is hard. None of us expected him to be killed.”

Hanging his head Ethan placed his head in his hands shaking his head, “Unit 3 were going to be sent to Bel Bicis to attempt to restore it. We all know those filthy dogs in the Capital won’t. I still want every man on the hunt for Iris and whoever she is travelling with.”

“Sir… you don’t think she was killed with her father?”

“No. She is still alive and so is the Prince, I don’t care what everyone is saying. They are BOTH still alive and, in these districts, somewhere. I want them found. I want them found yesterday you hear me?” Ethan sighed heavily already knowing that some of them believed they were all dead whereas others believed they were alive. No one could confirm any of this information as no one had been spotted. Not yet at least, but he was going to do it. Ethan was going to finish off what the rebels needed to do, Regis would now be their beacon of hope, his death used to sway more people to join him and his cause.
“I want you searching all the roads, Unit 1 are still on the front lines I can’t pull them back and they are the best men we have. If we lessen the men on the front lines it gives them perfect opportunity to try and squash us. You saw those bombs. They are not playing, not now they think their Prince is dead and we won’t give them reason to believe otherwise.”

“Sir… what about Iris?”

Ethan sighed heavily at the name, the woman he had loved. Well, he still wasn’t sure on that but then their fathers had pushed them together at the time. His father will wanted her to be there in his life, “I don’t want her harmed, she still has a part to play in all of this and she will do it.”
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