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forgottenmists) wrote2017-05-21 04:38 pm
forgottenmists) wrote2017-05-21 04:38 pm
romance
[ There were many people Miscarlet needed to help handle. Recently, that weird mimic Faya had been trembling and screaming about things, and there was another rip in reality (which he thought might be able to bring his dear Vaan here but he didn't know if he should) - but he had taken a break. His eyes had returned to him - a thankful time, to be sure.
And he wished to celebrate with the lost Warrior of Light who he cared for. Even if he tried to hide how he felt deep in his heart, he gripped a small box in his arm as he went to her room in the Company. Honestly, he liked how she had one near to him - a little close to that portal to the Void, but he wasn't going to complain. After all, he'd gotten quite rare tickets - and wished to share it with her.
Was his heart truly this fragile? (His body felt so fragile today.) He knocked, gently. ]
And he wished to celebrate with the lost Warrior of Light who he cared for. Even if he tried to hide how he felt deep in his heart, he gripped a small box in his arm as he went to her room in the Company. Honestly, he liked how she had one near to him - a little close to that portal to the Void, but he wasn't going to complain. After all, he'd gotten quite rare tickets - and wished to share it with her.
Was his heart truly this fragile? (His body felt so fragile today.) He knocked, gently. ]