"Mr Puggles, will you please stand still!" Evangeline snaps at the chocobo, trying to sketch out it's outline in black ink. Ishgard had bred the birds for hundreds of years, and still they would not... Obey.
Oh dear, thought Evangeline.
Oh dear indeed.Â
She had spent the last several years fighting tyranny and oppression, being the voice of the masses (even when they didn't want one), and yet, had she been a tyrant all along. Mr Puggles was her faithful chocobo... but had he ever truly been given a choice?
The Elezen stands and walks over the chocobo, feeling a sinking guilt within her. It was far past time to make this right, she could walk over Eorzea if she had to, it would not do to travel on the back of a slave.Â
"Mr Puggles." She says solemnly, staring into the bird's black gem-like eyes, "Forgive me for the injustice I have done you."Â
"Kweh." Replies Mr Puggles, his ashy grey feathers swaying.
Evangeline bites her lip at his harsh response, "I only now noticed the wrong I was committing, I did not see how wrong it was to bridle you so."
"Kweh."Â
"Mr Puggles..." Evangeline sinks to her knees, "You are right, truly... all you say. I am ashamed."
"Kweh."Â
She raises her head, "Truly...? you might forgive me?"Â
"Kweh." Mr Puggles wanders over to nibble on a nearby leafy plant.Â
Tears are brimming at Evangeline's eyes, "I will not let you down, Comrade, together we will liberate both your kind and mine. I swear it."Â
"Kweh." Comrade Puggles finishes devouring the bush and stretches.Â
"Stay there Comrade! Allow me to finish your sketch!"
"Kweh."
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(My work got me a surface pro, prepare for bad eva drawings.)
Oh dear, thought Evangeline.
Oh dear indeed.Â
She had spent the last several years fighting tyranny and oppression, being the voice of the masses (even when they didn't want one), and yet, had she been a tyrant all along. Mr Puggles was her faithful chocobo... but had he ever truly been given a choice?
The Elezen stands and walks over the chocobo, feeling a sinking guilt within her. It was far past time to make this right, she could walk over Eorzea if she had to, it would not do to travel on the back of a slave.Â
"Mr Puggles." She says solemnly, staring into the bird's black gem-like eyes, "Forgive me for the injustice I have done you."Â
"Kweh." Replies Mr Puggles, his ashy grey feathers swaying.
Evangeline bites her lip at his harsh response, "I only now noticed the wrong I was committing, I did not see how wrong it was to bridle you so."
"Kweh."Â
"Mr Puggles..." Evangeline sinks to her knees, "You are right, truly... all you say. I am ashamed."
"Kweh."Â
She raises her head, "Truly...? you might forgive me?"Â
"Kweh." Mr Puggles wanders over to nibble on a nearby leafy plant.Â
Tears are brimming at Evangeline's eyes, "I will not let you down, Comrade, together we will liberate both your kind and mine. I swear it."Â
"Kweh." Comrade Puggles finishes devouring the bush and stretches.Â
"Stay there Comrade! Allow me to finish your sketch!"
"Kweh."
(My work got me a surface pro, prepare for bad eva drawings.)
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