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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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Ohhh very nice!!

I'll start working on my post now! I'll have them nearing the border! Did you maybe want Jacob there so he can recognise Cas?
The way they had escaped death so many times was like a miracle, it was pretty amazing how they had narrowly avoided it so many times and she knew that they weren’t going to keep getting out of it easy. Their luck was bound to run out but there was slither of hope in the fact that before that she could get him to the Capital. All she needed was to get him home, for him to be in the Capital, safe and sound. Not worrying about when his next meal was, or who was next out to kill him. Worrying about avoiding the rebels, shelter and his injuries that would only get worse not being treated. This was not the life for him, and it should never be.

Caspain was right. We shouldn’t have gone back together. He will go back to the Capital… I can’t go there. No matter what he says about fighting for us… it won’t. We can’t. Not after everything. Already she could feel her thoughts taking a downturn, as if she was setting up herself for the worst. As if by thinking it would help the idea of them having to part at the border, that she had to let him go because there was no future for them. It won’t work will it? There it was the little bit of doubt that was nagging her because she wanted it to work, she really cared for him. It wasn’t just that though, she knew she loved him. Although they both had admitted it under circumstances of facing death, she felt like it was true, she knew it was true deep down, but maybe it means I do have to let him go.

It seemed like they were both focused on moving, walking at a pace to get out of there because the silence between them was deafening. Though it didn’t last too long as about halfway she heard him speak up again and she had nearly forgotten the kind of injuries he was facing, it was silly to think they could just run to the border without having to stop. Though thankfully they had put enough distance for her to feel safe, glancing around she couldn’t see anyone following them. “I’m so sorry, it must hurt.”

Watching as he dropped to the floor she kneeled down by his side as concern filled her eyes, afraid that if she touched him, he would just break. “Don’t apologise, of course it hurts. I shouldn’t have kept pushing us.” Tugging at the long sleeves of her pale pink dress she moved over him at dabbed his forehead to help with any residue sweat. “I wish I had some water for you.” Letting her hand drop she reached out grabbing his hand gently in hers smiling, trying to keep positive because she only felt like the end for them was coming.

“I can keep watch; do you want to try and rest? Sleeping could help. It’s meant to start the recovery progress and then we can look at moving later.” No matter what time they did have left together she would keep him as safe as she could. With the attack on prison she was certain that the rebels would be more preoccupied with that disaster rather than following them. Did the rebels even know they were gone? Perhaps they thought they were dead in the crumbled building as no one came for them. “We must be about halfway now; you will be home soon. I promise.”

Oh very nice!! It's nice to be doing more social stuff so I get it! Better to be fun stuff rather than work as you say haha.

Awh poor Cas, getting back to the Capital is so close bless him xD
Ah that makes sense then!

Hopefully they still have a wonderful day!
Ohh thats very exciting!

Are they allowed to have a kind of big event? I only ask because over here we were allowed three people max at a wedding.
There we go! This is so exciting haha.

Ohhh that's awesome! Ours haven't opened yet, some of them are doing takeaway but a lot of them are closed!
Noting how quiet Caspain was Iris tried her best to keep supporting them, hoping that she was alleviating some of the pressure from his wounds. Iris couldn’t imagine what it was like to be shot, it had to be painful, but she couldn’t help but admire his will power to keep moving. Whether it was because of the adrenaline or the need to survive she didn’t know, but it showed just what the human body could experience and what it could be pushed too in order to survive. It was a surprise to herself that she could help support his weight as they stumbled around together, it wasn’t easy that was certain, but the need to survive had won that fight.

Feeling the weak tug on her shoulders urging her to move on she went to take a step, the booming voice however had other plans for them because what they had heard was a game changer. The Princes body, they thought he was dead. It all seemed to fall into place, the idea that Capital, his father all thought he was dead, and this was why he hadn’t been found. They weren’t looking for an alive hostage, no. They were looking for his dead body. The thought sent shivers through her and as much as she had suggested he go back to the Capital, this changed everything.

Under his weight she could feel her body tremble slightly at the fact they hadn’t moved, keeping on the move had been helpful to keep going. It was easier putting one foot in front of the other rather than standing still supporting them both. Her mind began to race, the prospect of taking him to the leader, thinking they could help but then the danger of approaching armed military men when he didn’t look like the Prince from appearance. The scruffy beaten and bruised male that she was supporting was definitely the Prince but calling attention to themselves whilst they were at a distance felt like an invitation of open bullets being sprayed their way. It’s a risk we may have to take. For him.

“Cas, I don’t know if drawing attention to us would be best, they are armed and from afar they could mistake you for an injured rebel and shoot. Putting you out of your misery. I’m… all for it, you going back to the Capital, but maybe the quickest way is not the best way.” Leading him a little bit away out of the sight of the shouting men there was a fence leading to the district not far from here, if they were spotted it could be dangerous and the Prince really would be dead.

“I just… they aren’t expecting you alive. Surely the border patrol will be better, more reasonable and no doubt there would be someone who would recognise you there. They’ve probably increased security there. What if that Jacob is there? He’d know it’s you.” Recalling the name of one of the security team that had accompanied Caspain on a few occasions, perhaps he was at the border orchestrating his fathers will of destroying the districts that had killed his son.

“The border is an hour away max; I can get you there. I promise you I will get you there and to safety. To your home.” Iris could feel her voice wavering at her words, feeling so many different emotions over what could happen next. They had to part, there was no question about it. There was no way she could get near the Capital because they’d assume, she was part of the rebellion, they had to know she was the daughter of the leader by now especially with names being revealed. Ultimately this had been her fault, she would have to punished for it and quite rightly because had she not made that choice in the woods none of this would have happened.

Forcing herself to not look back on the prison she kept to her word, leading him away from the military that could have helped but there was no way of knowing that. Grimacing as the shouts continued behind her, gun shots and strangled cries. As distance was being put between them, she could here members of the rebellion cry back stating how they’d never give his body up. Fighting words being thrown between them as she had to steady her own feet when she felt the ground tremble at the sound of a large crash followed by sounds of a structure starting to collapse.
Oh wow, I bet it was just so nice then! I'm hoping to see a friend I haven't in a long while next week so I'm really excited :3

Awesome!! I hope you like the post~

You still have restaurants open?
“Oh Cas… look at you.” Iris felt her lower lip tremble at the sight of him as she rushed over to help him up, slipping her body under his arm so she could support him on the way out as she could see the wound on his leg. “I thought… I honestly thought they’d killed you when I heard the gunshots.” The fact he was here alive was amazing, it was such a rush to know he was still alive and fighting and she couldn’t wait to use this opportunity to get him out of here. Grimacing herself as she tried to help him, she could tell this was not going to be easy and they would have to take it slow as she was supporting him, and she wasn’t overly strong.

“I had help. That rebel that had shouted my name helped me, apparently we were friends once. I don't remember it...” Iris was certain it had been him who had dropped the key. Even though she hadn’t seen the culprit of who had dropped the key she was certain it had to be him, who else would want to help them?

Taking it at a steady pace she glanced up hearing a rumble course through the building reminding them that they were still in an urgent situation. Moving out of the cell Iris began to guide him through the halls, hoping she was going the right way. Iris didn’t know for certain if she was going the right way, but she had decided to lead them back the way they had come from in hopes it was the right direction. It was their best shot right now. It seemed that no one was too fussed with their direction, the fight was on the top floors so maybe it had been an aerial attack? The prison did have a flat roof meaning that some sort of plane could land on top.

“I don’t know where I am taking us, but I just feel we need to be out of here. What if it’s not the military, if I knew for certain it was then maybe it would be best to let them find you… I just don’t want to take that risk. I want to get you far away from here, from Ethan because it only means certain death for you.” Iris could feel her voice wavering as she spoke, it was still raspy in places and painful from Ethan, but she would get by. “I do feel you should go back to the Capital though. There is no way I can treat those wounds.”

It felt like a steady pace and she was glad that she could help, supporting him best she could she caught sight of some doors feeling relieved that this could be their ticket out of there. Though a small part of her was nagging her that this had been too easy, no one had come to look for Caspain or her. No one had run into them. Reaching the door, she opened it up slowly revealing the daylight, sun shinning through as she creaked it open further. As the door opened a loud rumble could be heard as the building shook. Shouts could be heard outside and she felt her heart stop, wondering if this was the end and that they had been caught.

“REBELS ON THE ROOF. SHOOT TO KILL.”

Biting her lip as she heard the shout, she could see two armed military men on the ground, not in their line of sight but looking to be at the front entrance of the building. Somehow by some miracle she had managed to lead her through the back entrance. They hadn’t been seen yet and no one looked to be around the back entrance, but then all the action appeared to be at the front and the roof. Guns could be heard, shouts and cries as a battle ensued. Feeling herself tremble as she gripped at Cas just a little tighter, she was scared, this was a war in front of their eyes and some of the screams could have come from people who had been killed. We will be killed if we don’t move. Steadying herself she went to take a step but froze at the next words that could be heard shouting from one of the military guards.

“GIVE US BACK THE PRINCES BODY YOU MURDEROUS SCUM.”
Ohh very nice! It's always nice to have people over. Especially in current circumstances!

I should now be free for the evening so I will work on a post!

Ohh nice! What did you have for Breakfast?
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