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Dream Journal 11

((Quickly scrawled on the top of the page in atrocious handwriting is what seems like notes Anafenza has taken during a very rushed research session…))

Vignesang house accused heresy – consorting with dragons     unnatural abbilities  no transformation allowed?  What mean?? House leader – mistress vignesang – tried at witchdrop   body not found – assumed guilty of heresy.  Rest of house now servants subsumed within Dzamael    

   Ishgard is full of records. While most literature concerning heretics and their stories were burned or just didn’t exist thanks to the War, records of trials and judgements?  Plenty.

Mistress Vignesang was tried on grounds of heresy shortly after one of Nidhogg’s raids on Ishgard some hundred years ago.  The woman had been seen on the top of her roof, screaming at the attacking dragons, within a maelstrom-like aura of darkness.  She was tried at Witchdrop – meaning they hurled her off a cliff.  If she lived, she’d have been considered guilty and struck down; if she died, she couldn’t have been in league with the dragons, and so would have enjoyed Halone’s blessing of pardon in death.

Seriously?  Who believes this shite??

They never found her body at the bottom, so it was assumed she transformed into some kind of beast and escaped.  Because of her guilt, the house was torn apart; surviving family members became servants to one of the great houses, Dzamael.  After that, no more record of the name exists.  Nothing outside of that judgement exists, either; whatever history the house had, it was destroyed.

No one at house Dzamael would speak to us.  We couldn’t even get past the door guard    Given our appearance, I’m sure we were immediately met with distrust despite the dragonsong war being done     Any hope of speaking with any descendents is a lost cause for now.

 Another dream – Again, the light-covered field.  More of the child-like laughter and calling those words again  Aenc Tyr   The sky was a ablaze with light, but there was no warmth from a sun.  It was not unpeaceful, and I awoke with the dawn feeling rested, but I write this to just continue to keep record for my own benefit.  I still do not hear the song the others hear, but even my own song – the vignesang’s song, for surely it was HER’S – has grown more faint.

We return to the tower tomorrow.  I don’t know about kiratai, but I should be glad to be away from this freezing hell

You sometimes think you want to disappear, but all you really want is to be found.

Kid Cudi (via quotefeeling)

Mythological Creature Meme

Anafenza’s Result:

Unicorn

The unicorn is a legendary animal that has been described since antiquity as a beast with a large, pointed, spiraling horn projecting from its forehead. In European folklore, the unicorn is often depicted as a white horse-like or goat-like animal with a long horn and cloven hooves (sometimes a goat's beard). In the Middle Ages and Renaissance, it was commonly described as an extremely wild woodland creature, a symbol of purity and grace, which could only be captured by a virgin. If you get this result, you are typically seen as modest. You offer great advice to your friends in need and you're generally viewed as your friend group's therapist. You're empathetic and you are always willing to help out your friends whenever you can.You're bubbly and seen as a little ray of sunshine.

Tagged by: @little-purple-thundercloud! Look, we match!

Preferences Quiz!

Open curtains | Closed blinds

Stray dog | House cat

People | Pets

Outside | Inside

Half-empty | Half-full

Sing | Dance

Shoes | Sandals (Neither, come on!)

Cash | Credit

Hike | Drive

Casual | Elegant (Nothing?)

Center | Corner

Sword | Shield

Airship | Boat

Fizzy | Flat

Garnished | Plain

Extra salt | Extra pepper

Spicy | Mild

Orchestrion | Traditional music

Opaque | Transparent

White lies | Complete truth

Blunt | Subtle

Noisy | Silent

Books | Music

Familiar | New

Youth | Experience

Spoon | Fork and knife

Knife | Baseball bat

Void | Ocean

Bow and arrow | Blow dart

Love at first sight | Slow burn

Freckles | Dimples

Long eyelashes | Long fingers

Soft lips | Sensitive neck

Stubble | Thick hair

Slow dance | Intimate conversation

Candlelight dinner | Stargazing

Tagged by: @little-purple-thundercloud  :)

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Journal Entry 6

Sasai Sai, a cousin of the twins, brought Kirikun home, at least to The Tower. He was alive, but still asleep - hadn’t woken for the weeks he was in reunion Sai was told.  There was nothing very wrong with him, that they could tell or she could tell but there he was.  just dropped in the bed and not moving, wrapped up in bandages.

I thank the gods my brother is back and alive...now if he’d only waken

Conflux, Pt. 7

Anafenza tugged on the small jewel embedded in her horn.  She twisted it and tugged, feeling a small pop in her horn as the pearl came free, chipping away some of the horn as she did so.  She handed is to the Commander, who was pulling out her scanning device – the “tricorder.”

“Alright, that takes care of the two of us.”  The Commander looked up to the other blue woman.  “Your phone; it’s still getting a signal, yeah?  That should help locate and isolate your signal as well.”

“I can do you even better,” Stormy grinned, pulling the slender, black, rectangular device from her pocket. “It’s tied to the medicom system; when it detects my lifesigns are hitting critical levels, it activates the emergency transport beacon to send me to the nearest hospital.”

“It’s tied to a system on Earth in your time with a full reading of your vitals!”  The Commander smiled wide and nodded.  “That’s great!  Let me pair it to my tricorder.”  She began tapping buttons on the device, then paused and looked up.  “Um…do you have a ‘blue tooth?’”

Stormy snickered, tapping the device’s screen before handing it over.  “Bluetooth is enabled; you can pair it to your tricorder?”

The Commander shrugged. “It should be sending the correct signal?  Oh! There we go.  Yes.”  She took the phone and began tapping on the screen, then set the two aside with her badge.  “That takes care of those.  Now how do we fit the linkpearl in?”

“I could…”  Anafenza began, thinking aloud.  “What if I activated it, and then we meld it to your badge, like a materia?”

The other two women looked at her with an expression that told Ana they had no idea what she just said. The auri sighed.  “We attach it to the badge after I activate it.”

Stormy raised her hand, starting to ask “what is a materia-“ when the Commander elbowed her to shut up, then nodded.  “Alright, let’s try that.”

The women gathered around, as the Commander looked at the pearl in one hand, and her comm badge in the other.  The badge was gold and silver, with a thin wire bent around in the shape of an arrow, and two gold strips behind it.  She shrugged, then shoved the pearl between the two gold strips in the center of the badge.

Anafenza and Stormy chuckled a little, and the Commander just looked up and nodded, satisfied with her work.  Her tricorder beeped then, and she picked it up to read off the screen.  “It’s Rafale; they think they have a solution and said to contact when we’re ready to try it.”

The three women all looked at one another.  Stormy spoke first.  “Well…if it doesn’t work…”

The Commander shook her head.  “It has to work.”

“If it doesn’t, alright?” Stormy shook her head.  “I do feel a little bad we didn’t…really get to learn more about each other.  But this was neat.  A very…interesting experience.”

Anafenza nodded in agreement.  “I..am sorry Jessika could not be here to share this with you.  I think she would have enjoyed meeting you both.  I certainly have.”

The Commander sighed and nodded.  “Would love to be able to share this with the scientific community if we make it out of here. Not just proof of parallel universes but even parallels across time as well.  This was incredible.  I just wish the circumstances were better.”  She smiled. “Are we all ready?”

After they all nodded, the Commander took a deep breath.  “Jess, activate your medicom; Ana, your linkpearl.  Then, Jess, take the badge, and charge up.”

Stormy tapped her phone, while Ana took the badge and pressed the pearl in the center.  She felt the small tug of aether as she activated it, connecting it to the lifestream, before handing it to Stormy. The blue woman held it tight, powering up her electricity again, then pressed the badge.  It chirped.

“Rafale, St. Peter. We’re ready!  Go with the plan!”

“We have you Commander. M’Ral tied the navigational chronometric sensors to the transporter system; we were able to trace the link to the tricorder, now we’re switching to the comm channel…”  The woman on the other end gasped.  “Whatever you’re doing over there, I can pick out all three distinct signals for you.  Keep it up: M’Ral, prepare to initiate transport!”

Stormy screamed.  “Whatever it is, hurry up!”

Anafenza looked around; the creeping Nothing was closing in faster.  Even the tree in the center was starting to disappear.  She grit her teeth, her scar suddenly burning.

A gravelly voice came across now.  “Positive lock through the aether interference, initiating quantum transport in five…four…three…”

Anafenza shrieked, the burning was far greater.  She could see the dark aether begin to roll off of her body now, in the same way it was rolling off the tree before.  Her vision blurred, and she felt like she was reaching out in the lifestream, her aether chasing something unseen, searching…

“Two…one…energize!”

Ana screamed over the sound of chimes in the air, and a swirling vortex of lights wrapped itself around each of the three women.  Her vision was consumed with light.

Aha. My FFXIV sub ran out and my tire is still flat. ;-;

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$40 and I'll draw any character <3

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Same for the Au Ra though. Watch out for the slap...especially us with the alligator tails, you might go flying...

what if touching a miqo’te’s tail was like an actual cat where sometimes they dig it sometimes they don’t particularly care and sometimes they turn around and hiss and slap you

The shark-skin covered journal...

This book belon This is the story all about how my li

Anafenza Eji

Go Away

This is the journal of Anafen

This is the journal of Anafenza Tetheros, of the Ejinn.  I am a protector of the Ivory Tower.  My mission is to protect the lives of the wizards of the Tower.

I’ve already failed.  This is meant to fulfill one means of helping myself come to terms with this betrayal trauma.  I have some confidantes among my friends.  And I have purpose in my daily activities to help distract me.  But writing to this journal - to myself - is the final act Miss Kerin recomended to me.  I have no idea if this is what I’m supposed to do or I’m doing it right but I’m doing it because i hate feeling this way.  That I failed.  That I hurt a dear friend.  That I killed a stranger.  i was used as a weapon and i happily complied.

It wasn’t my fault, at least that’s what Lyta has told me.  Kerin told me.  Kurenai...blames me.  I’m sure others do, too.  I blame me, though I know I shouldn’t...not for the actions I was forced to do, though.  For taking the step and putting myself into that position.  No i didn’t deserve it, but niether did lyta or jessika.

i just wish I knew that this would fix everything