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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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Yeees! If we think of something we can use it :3

Omg no worries! Ohhh new house!! Do you have any pictures? I'd love to see!!
The words that were exchanged only frightened Iris, the way he spoke to her sent her mind racing. What would he do to her? Though as much as she feared for herself, she feared for Cas more. There was hope her father wouldn’t allow her to be killed, there was a slither of hope in that, but Cas wouldn’t be in the same boat. They wouldn’t allow him to live when their ultimate goal had been to kill him, to end the monarchy line and there was nothing she or anyone could do to sway their minds from that goal. Cringing she felt the squeeze of his hand, but all she could do was tremble in response even as Cas spoke of her father. I doubt it, as long as his goal is met, he doesn’t care. After all he sent me to my death before.

Ethan laughed; he couldn’t help it because they didn’t know what had happened to Regis. He wasn’t going to tell them, oh no they didn’t deserve that. In fact, he could use it to his advantage as he continued to drive along, the car making unhealthy sounds as it pottered along the uneven road. “Oh, that’s sweet. You remember her father’s name. Though I don’t think you know him like I do.” The car started to slow down, approaching a rather grim looking building. Grey crumbling walls, high fencing and barbed wire and even old rusted bars. Coming to a stop he turned in his seat, a flicker of pain crossed his face from the gunshot wound on his thigh as he looked at the pair in the back seat. “You see Regis will let me do anything I want to his daughter. He see’s me as his son already, he wanted us to be married.”

He’s not lying there; Regis always saw him as the son he never had. Biting her lip as Iris looked at Ethan before shaking her head, “You don’t know that, my father loves me. He won’t stand for it.” Although she tried to sound confident in her words deep down, she didn’t feel it, in fact her father had changed so much she barely recognised him, but she hoped there was still love there.

“I’ll let you in on a little secret Princey boy. Regis… left me in charge. I make the rules right now whilst he enjoys his time in retirement. In truth his disowned his daughter the minute she tried to help you escape.” Shrugging as he looked towards the building, rebel members were stood outside with guns so there was no way they could just run from the car and escape. They would be shot dead. “Now, what do I have in store for you today. I’m thinking a good thrashing for the Prince. What do you think on that Tom?” Ethan hadn’t made his mind up on what he was going to do just yet, but he wanted his ominous words to unsettle them both.

Get out the car, if you run, they will shoot.” Growling as he pushed himself out of the car, dried blood was now on his thigh from the bullet wound that had scraped his skin. Limping he didn’t even need to check they were following, there was no escape now they were at one of the biggest rebel bases they had in the districts.
I was thinking that too! I can see one of them being sympathetic to their cause :3

Feeling his hand seek out hers was the comfort she needed the warmth of his hand comforting her, although they didn’t talk openly the feel of his hand in hers made her feel safe amongst the horror they were now facing. Just his touch was making her feel somewhat better, but even then, it wasn’t enough. Had it been her fault? Her undoing that had now landed them in this mess together, should she have been more persuasive or demanding that they continue back to the Capital? If she had then perhaps, they would not be in the current mess they are now facing.

Even with her sorry it didn’t fix anything, as much as he could tell her it wasn’t her fault, she didn’t believe it. Even though he had said he didn’t want to go back right away she should have known better. I should have known better, now he won’t survive. There is no way they will let him live; he will be killed, and I played a big part in this.

Hearing Thomas snap at them telling them to shut up she felt herself go quiet, as much as she wanted to talk to him to explain why it was her fault she didn’t want to give them the satisfaction or reason to harm them further than they already had. Glancing out of the window she could see they were driving closer to the Capital, further away from her district. Her home. “Ethan… you’re not going back home.” Unable to stop herself from asking as she felt herself frown voice still raspy and broken, the fact they weren’t going back home only furthered her concern. Worried that their fate might be worse than what she had already thought, well what could be worse than the death they were facing.

“No.” Ethan replied curtly as he continued to drive, glancing at the mirror he could see the Prince and Iris in the back seat. Eyes narrowing as he could see them holding hands, it only angered him further because they were seeking comfort in one another even amongst the fact they were now prisoners. “We have a more… permanent base of operations. Something that will hold the stupid Prince.” It was hard to not sound jealous as he spat out the words, but he resented Caspain and there was no denying that fact.

Permanent base? Surely, they don’t mean… Thinking to herself as she recognised where they were headed. One of their holdouts was one she couldn’t forget; it was one that had scared her when she was younger, haunted her in some nightmares on occasion when she reminded of the place. It was an old abandoned prison and it still to this day sent chills up her spine, it was eerie and cold, but some places had been turned into areas for living whilst some of the cells were intact. Regardless it was still creepy. Though… he said hold the Prince? What does he plan to do with me?

“Yes. You know the one. I’m sure we have a nice cell all arranged out for his highness.” Mocking as he took a turning on the road heading towards the district he was headed towards. “I have something prepared for you too.” Those his words sounded more sinister by the second, oh Ethan couldn’t wait to get the Prince in a cell. Taunt him and perhaps beat him up some more before they finally killed him.

Awh bless him! Omg I need to go look!

Omg I know right!! I can't wait haha. Though I have no clue how they will get out of this one.
Watching, waiting for the Prince to finally get in the car he looked down at Iris who hadn’t moved from her spot. Glad that she had not defied them anymore he nodded to Thomas who had assisted him, thankful he had come along to help restrain them both because had he been on his own he could have lost especially with the shocking events of Iris trying to wrestle him for the gun. Looking down at his thigh he could see the blood was pouring away from the wound, it was starting to ache, but he knew he could get it sorted back in their base. Though he didn’t know whether to lock them together or lock her in a room separately.

Sighing heavily, he grabbed Iris by the arm and forced her into the car, pushing her into the back of the car before slamming the door shut. Shaking his head at the whole ordeal, anger still flowed through him and he knew if he had just squeezed harder, pushed harder he would have taken her life. “Fucking nightmare.” Talking to himself as he got into the front of the car, thankfully child lock was still a thing so there was no way they could open up the car doors from the inside.

“Tom, let my father know we are on our way back. Medical attention needed. Fucking bullet.” Ethan growled as he got inside the drivers’ seat hands clasping the steering wheel, knuckles turning white from the effort. At least where they were going, they had a better holding cell for the Prince than the makeshift one in the basement of her fathers’ home. Ethan made no mention of Regis or anything that had happened there, he didn’t want to give them the satisfaction. If they knew he was dead it would give them hope, there was no way she knew yet. Knowing he was dead would change everything, there would be no fear of the consequences of being caught.

Starting up the car he began to drive them further along the road, going further into the districts which would technically be closer to the Capital. They had a strong hold in one of the districts it was also the last one standing currently as all the others had been attacked. Grinding his teeth, he was angry, he wanted to just kill them both on the road there and then, but he knew that was not what the plan was meant to be right now.

Flinching as the door slammed Iris hung her head in the back of the car, using her long hair to hide her face to hide the hurt because all she could feel was the resonating pain of his fingers clenched around her throat. She had let them down, let him down by not being able to protect him and herself down because now she couldn’t make good on her promise of getting him back to the Capital. “I’m so sorry.” Whispering under her breath to Cas in the back of the car, you could tell by the sound of her voice the damage that had been done to her neck, it was hoarse and rough and it sounded painful.

The feeling of dread crept up on her, returning to her father facing him after what she had done seemed scary. There was no telling what he would do, especially as she knew his mind wasn’t in the right place. Not with the alcohol and his current obsession with the monarchy, well everyone seemingly had an obsession with the monarchy now even Ethan. Unable to stop it she felt herself tremble, shivers running down her spine as she thought on just what would await them going back to the rebel base. How would they be able to break out of this one?
Awh omg that is so cuuuute!! You have to take photos if you take him to starbucks!! That would be adorable!!!

Yaaaay, I should be able to stay up for a little bit today! Although I may fall asleep haha.
The fact that Iris had lunged for him and the gun had taken Ethan by surprise, he couldn’t have imagined she would go so far like that. Protecting the monarchy by doing so, gripping the gun tightly as they fumbled with it, battling to win out as they fought over the gun. A part of him didn’t want to hurt her, deep down he had cared for her. There had been something there regardless on if he wanted to admit it or not, moments ago he had debated shooting her for standing in front of the Prince protecting him. A part of him knew he would have pulled the trigger, his mind had twisted with the war and the rebels, her father had been a somewhat bad influence with it all.

As they fumbled, he found himself getting angrier, the part of him who didn’t want to hurt her pushed aside as he felt her nails scrape away the skin of his hand in an attempt to grab the weapon. Hissing he tried to push her away, feeling blood blossom from his scratches his eyes flared with rage, growls emitting from his mouth as each moment passed, he sounded less human.

BANG.

It was as if time slowed down as the sound of the gun firing once more filled the air. Struggles from both Ethan and Iris stopped as they looked at each, horror struck faces as they weren’t sure if either one had been shot from the struggles of the gun. Although whatever emotions or adrenaline that had spurred the pair on seemed to have worn off and Ethan went white, blood blossomed his thigh as whatever bullet had been fired had grazed him. Nothing fatal, it looked like a bad scratch, but none the less he had been shot and it had been her fault.

Within minutes Ethan had registered that she had shot him, that it was her fault he now felt a pain on his thigh from the bullet. “I. Can’t. Believe. You.” Each word left his mouth cold, the words dripping with venom. Anger flowed through him as he lurched forward at Iris pushing her down to the ground with force as his fingers locked around her throat.

The sound of her head hitting against the floor made her cringe, tears formed in her eyes as she was unable to push off Ethan who had pinned her to the floor. For a brief moment she wondered if this was how she was going to die, in the road where no one would care, her body would be left, and no doubt rotted by the time someone would stumble upon her. Is this really it? Though before she could even think morbid thoughts the hand around her throat suffocating her brought her to reality, fingers tightening around her windpipe as each breath became a struggle. “E-Ethan…” Barely choking out her words as she began to thrash, though flailing limbs were met with his firm body that held her in place in some sort of vice like grip.

The idea of being able to overpower him had been silly, not a well thought out plan on her behalf because if she had even managed to wrangle the gun from him, he could have easily taken it back. Plus, would she have had the heart to pull the trigger? Even in self-defence? Already she could feel the pounding her head from the impact of the cold floor, dizziness washing over her from the lack of oxygen, but she tried to fight. Tried to push against Ethan who was not letting up. “..P-P.. le.. ease.” Managing to choke out as her hands gripped at his arm in some sort of bid to pull his strong grip around her neck. Though as the time passed colour was draining from her, it almost looked as if she was turning grey from the lack of oxygen to her body and only then did she feel his hand drop. Panting on the floor she was unable to regain herself so quickly, there was no way she could fight right now not anymore. Though she could still feel it, the hand that had been around her neck moments before draining her life. The feeling still remained, and she touched her neck wincing at the pain from the simple touch.

“Just know Iris, I could have killed you just then. I can’t believe you shot me.” Although she had directly pulled the trigger, the fumble she had caused for the gun had wounded him and it had sent him into a frenzy. Had Ethan not seen the colour drain from her he probably would have killed her, shooting a glance towards Thomas at the Prince he growled as he raised the gun once more towards Iris whilst looking Cas in the eye, “Now. Are you going to come quietly? I have one bullet left and I’d happily shoot it at her, or you if you'd prefer. Get in the car.” Hissing his last words as he nodded his head towards the vehicle waiting for Cas to get inside before he would drag Iris in with him.
Ohh very nice! Those are the best for me too! Omg puppies!!!! I love puppies hahahaa.

Awhhhh, that is so cuuute! I bet he has had the best day~

Omg I'm glad you had fun! I thought it would be more interesting for them to have a little scrap! Couldn't make it easy for the rebels to just take them.
Omg no worries! I am always happy to wait! I'm pretty patient :)

I'll always pick this RP up when you reply :)
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