D'ly

For the attention of Vorsaile Cornu, Your discreet assistance has been requested by a member of your firm, a one “P’azih Tia” whom has been under our care at the village of Tailfeather. — Vorsaile sat at his desk, illuminated by a soft glow emitted from a small lamp. He propped his head up in one hand, easing the weight off his exhausted neck. In his other hand he held a letter he was unable to read until the moon took its place among the stars. The low roar of waves rolling across the distant beach gently blew in through the bedroom window. Both rolling sea and cool breeze soothed him, helping him focus on the task at hand; figuring out who and when to send someone to Tail feather. “Vor– saile?” Came a questioning squeak. “Yes?” He asked as he turned his head toward the hallway door at a familiar, however pleasant sight. Between the half open door and its frame stood D’ly, dressed in a black cami and white knee length bloomers that she often slept in. “Are- are you… alright?” Her face held the look of concern. She held the edge of the door with one hand while her other was placed flat against the hallway’s side. Vorsaile blew out a quiet sigh through his nose, “Yes.” “You do not- not look so.” She shifted her foot forward, causing the door to open more. “I can assure you, I’m alright.” He paused, closing his eyes and returning his head to its previous position in his hand. “Minus ‘n achy neck.” D’ly frowned before slipping around the door and making her away across the wooden floor to where her friend sat. “What are you reading?” She asked, gently placing her hands on his shoulders. There was a moment of hesitation as Vorsaile opened his eyes, letting them scan the letter once more before deciding on handing it back to her. With the letter in hand she began to read, slowly backing her way toward the end of his bed where she plopped herself down. As her eyes ran across each word, her brows furrowed, until she read the Seeker’s name. In an instant she looked up at Vorsaile, questioning both him and the letter with just a look. “This was the only letter.” He gestured his free hand toward the paper. “I don’t know any other details than what it contained.” D’ly’s eyes fell down to the letter, it’s edges crumpling within her tightened grasp. “I will be sending a few men as soon as I’m ab–” “I- I will go.” She interrupted. “Lyhhia…” Vorsaile frowne. He felt helpless, unable to much of anything for his friend who sat there, utterly crushed by the news of her’s. “This isn’t like La Noscea, or Thanalan.” He attempted to persuade her in thinking over her hasty decision. “The creatures that surround Tailfeather ‘n the nearby regions, they’re much more dangerous than what you’ve faced.” “I do not care.” She firmly protested, however swif, being able to get through her first four words without her voice cutting out. “I- I am going. He is my- my friend. I–” She looked up, the light from the lamp shined off her glistening eyes. She whispered, “Please.” He sighed once again, this time loudly(half due to his achy neck) as he turned in his chair to face her. “You’re not to go alone.” D’ly’s ears perked up, her eyes widened with a hint of joy. “I won’t have you running around alone in unknown lands with unfamiliar creatures.” He motioned for her to come closer as he spoke. “So I will be sending bodyguards with you. I’ll contact them tomorrow ‘n we’ll figure out a plan from there.” “What about- about the ‘discreet assistance’ that- that was ask of?” She pushed herself up, off the bed, stepping toward Vorsaile and handing him the letter. “They will be discreet bodyguards.” He took the letter and placed it on his desk. The corner of her lips lifted into a soft smile. “Thank- thank you.” She moved forward, arms out to embrace him. He embraced her in return. “Know that I’m not one bit pleased that you are going.” He said, his forehead pressed against the top of her shoulder to rest to his neck. “I know.” She replied, gently patting his back. Feeling the weight of his head she spoke, “Come.” Her arms slipped out from under his, her hands running down down before her fingers hooked around his and pulled. “You- you must get- get some sleep; you look exhausted.” “I am.” He got up from his seat, dragging himself with the help from D’ly over to his bed which he crawled onto when close enough. “Come now.” D’ly pushed at him, herding him toward his pillows. “Come on, under the- the covers.” As he laid his head upon the plush heaven felt pillows, he pulled his legs up allowing for D’ly to pull down the covers then up over his body. “Get- get some rest, alright?” She asked, looking down at him as she leaned on the best. Chuckling out a yawn, he replied, “You don’t have to tell me twice.” D’ly smirked, giving a light pat on his sheet covered shoulder. She soon headed to the desk, extinguishing the light in the lamp, then headed toward the door causing it to lightly creek as she grabbed the handle. “Good night.” “Good night, Lyhhia.” Carefully, she closed the door behind her, disappearing into the dark hallway to return to her room.

A pale light shone through the windows of one of the occupied room at The Roost. Inside laid two friends, side by side and only partially shrouded by thin, cream sheets. The bronzed Tia peacefully dozed, softly inhaling and exhaling with a light murmur accompanying each repetition or respiration. The light, peach toned female Seeker looked on with with an uncertain frown. She studied his features, reaching out slowly, almost hesitantly as her fingertips aimed to thread at the short locks draping over his face, her hand turning at the last moment to use the back of her fingers, only to have him and the room around her disappear a mere tick before making contact. She blinked once, then twice. It was… She was no longer at The Roost. …another dream? Her hand remained outstretched, looking to gather purchase upon something that was no longer there. “…ah-” She sounded. A disheartened and confused squeak escaped her throat, her ears splaying flat against her head in embarrassment. Her hand, no longer seeking its prize, slowly retreating towards her chest, trying to shield it as if to protect it from some kind of impending hurt. Is it so bad to touch him? She thought to herself. Her brows furrowed, sculpting her features into a visage of irritation. It would have simply been a friendly gesture. She reassured herself, sucking on the inside of her lower lip, a light hiss of air piercing the otherwise silent scene. A moment later her cheeks puffed out in, tinted red with a mixture of embarrassment and annoyance That same annoyance fueled the hard grip of her bed’s sheets, wrapping them tight to sculpt to her body, taking on its curves and form. A shuffled turn on spot positioned her facing away from the source of her confusion, staring into yet more… darkness. A soft sigh escaped her lips, slowly drawing her eyelids to a close and pulling the covers high over her head. She hid. From the darkness, from the world, from him. She hid. Until the warm morning light broke and poured through the window.

[i totally didn't forget post the next three stories. No siree! ;>^>] “Vorsaile.” A soft, strained voice called out with effort. Turning his head, the tanned Wildwood caught the sight of his friend’s silhouette from over his shoulder. She stood in the door frame separating his bedroom from the upstairs hallway from whence she came. “Lyhhia?” Vorsaile turned over in his bed, facing the Seeker woman. “May… may I sleep- sleep with you?” A sympathetic sigh passed his lips. “Yes… come here.” he replied, pulling the covers aside and patting the free space beside him. D'ly sluggishly shuffled over to the bed. Reaching out, Vorsaile took hold of D'ly’s hands which had clung to the end of her black camie. “Tell me,” he began, slowly guiding her into the free spot with his hands and soothing warm voice. “what has you up so late?” Easing onto her side she spoke. “I- I am unable to- to sleep.” “I can see that.” he watched her settle in, sliding the covers up to her shoulder once she had gotten comfortable. “What troubles you?” he reworded the question. “I- I had a nightmare.” she replied, soon followed by a frustrated huff of air escaping her nose. Slipping his left arm under her neck and his right over her torso, he protectively pulled her toward him. “What kind of nightmare?” he asked, gently rubbing her back with a side to side motion while his chin rested against the top of her head. There was a moment of silence as she mustered the courage to speak of the horrid images her dream had plagued her with. “I was- I was in Coerthas.” she pressed her forehead against his undershirt covered chest. It was a means to make her feel secure in her shaken state. “With- with a friend, the- the Seeker from Limsa.” “The captain?” She nodded, brows furrowed. “I- I am not- not sure why she was there…” she explained, confused by the details of her dream. “The rest- rest of the people at- at the camp were- were other adventurers and soldiers” “Dreams…” the word lingered a moment, “don’t always make sense.” he reminded her, then asked. “You said you were at a camp?” “We- we were on patrol near one.” Her ears lowered slightly. “The- the camp was not- not far from where others fought- fought the dragon hordes.” “Did a dragon show up?” he already knew the answer, but asked to coax her to continue. “Yes.” she tensed at the thought. “ We must- must have been five hundred or- or so yalms from the- the camp.” her fingers clenched his shirt as she whispered, “It- it landed in front- front of us and turned- turned its attention to- to one of the soldiers.” Vorsaile tilted his head down with his lips pressed to her head. He asked calmly through her hair, “What happened next?” “I- I yelled at it.” “Yelled? You can do that?” he tased her in attempt to lighten her mood. She puffed her cheeks, blowing the air out soon after to reply. “…somewhat.” “You yelled at the dragon.” She nodded, explaining, “I- I yelled to- to pull its- its attention from the soldier.” “Dream you is brave.” he added, “Just like the real you.” She said nothing, tightening her grip on his shirt. “Did it work?” he asked a moment later. “No.” “I’m not surprised. If I were a dragon I wouldn’t be scared of your squeaky yells.” “Vorsaile!” she squeaked, tilting her head up only to get a view of the front of his neck. He broke out into a hardy laugh at the sound of her squeak, his nose nuzzling the top of her head. “See? How could a dragon take that seriously?” “…it- it can not.” She pouted. “So I shot it.” “Did that work?” “Yes.” “That’s good.” “No.” “No?” He cocked a brow. She shook her head. “The- the dragon swung his tail around and hit- hit my bow, then my side sending me to- to the ground covered snow.” she briefly paused. “My bow broke. Part of it- it went into- into my side.” He cringed at the thought and made sure his hand continued to give a comforting back rub. “It- it was c-cold. Everything… hurt.” “I’m sure it did.” he replied with a tender tone. “My- my friend and another came for- for me.” her words started to catch in her throat, to shake at the bloody memory which was her nightmare. “They- they dragged me- me through the snow, away from the- the dragon, towards the- the camp.” Her shaky words fell into silence for a brief moment before, once again whispering, “I- I saw it-it s-snap a person in half with it’s- it’s mouth. That… that is- is all I remember.” She lied about remembering. “Lyhhia,” he cooed, “it was only a dream. Dreams can’t hurt you.” Leaning up, she pressed her forehead to the front of his neck, her hands draping behind it in a form of a hug. “What- what if Ishgard can not- not hold the horde?” she asked. It was the same concern Vorsaile had asked himself many times before, yet never out loud. “Then we fight.” He didn’t want to admit to her that he feared Ishgard couldn’t hold their own. He wouldn’t burden her with his fear. Still, he couldn’t sugar coat the possibility. “Very well.” she slid her forehead down his neck, coming to a halt at his collar. “You should sleep. You’ll feel better in the morning.” he suggested, returning his chin to her head. “May I- I stay here?” “Of course.” Pulling his right arm out from under the covers he reached over and tucked the sheets under her body. He returned his arm back over her torso, keeping her close to help her fall asleep feeling protected and warm. “Thank you.” she mumbled against his chest, falling asleep not long after.

[align=center]Pick Your Favorite FFXIV Minion[/align] [align=center][/align] Hello my lovely peeps! I hope you’re having a wonderful day/night. In the near future I will be working on a project involving FFXIV minions, but there are many to choose from… So many that I don’t know where to start, that’s why I need YOUR help! (/ + A +)/ Down below is a link that takes you to a poll where you can pick your favorite minions. I even made it where you can choose more than one(there’s no cap), cause… come on, it can be hard to pick only one. There is currently no end date. If you could, please reblog this Tumblr post or send the poll to your friends, linkshells, freecompany, parents, your neighbor’s dog, EVERYONE. Thank you so much for your time, it means a lot to me. Can’t wait to show ya’ll the project. Its gunna be rad. ♥ CLICK HERE FOR POLL CLICK HERE TO SEE RESULTS Edit: Voting has ended. Thanks for your votes!

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[video=youtube] The lyrics to this song are depressing as hell, but damn... the music is catchy.

“How wonderful.” She replied, her words dripping with sarcasm. This hasn't happened in rp, but its totally something that would. Lol!

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LOL! Good job, Tae!

My Melt shadows and lipstick have arrived! + A + I did swatches for each one and so far I'm absolutely in love with the Love Sick stack. The Dark Matter and Radioactive stacks have awesome colors as well, though I am a bit iffy on how Radioactive applies. Though its very pigmented, when I run my finger across it the shadow becomes a little chunky. Hopefully it will be fine with brushes. For lipstick I got Dark Room, which is a little drying, but their lipsticks are ultra matte. Still, I was a bit nervous it was gunna be suuuuper drying(I've had that happen with other matte lipsticks, ew), but so far so good! And it smells amazing. @ w @ ♥

Let's see...the primer (and possibly the Pewter shade, I'm not sure) made the skin on my eyelids peel. The mattes don't blend well on my eyelids. I just...I keep trying to find reasons to use it, and it's consistently a pain. Holy crap, ow. D: That definitely sounds like it needs to go. >/

Totally agree with McBeef©. Eyebrow razors are amazing; a lot less harsh on my sensitive skin than using tweezers, tho I still use tweezers from time to time. The razors are quick to use and get pretty close to the skin. I have light brow hairs, so I'm not sure how well they word for people with thicker hairs. Still would recommend that people try them out. As for powdery shadows... ew in my experience. ; w ;' @LiadansWhisper I heard some good things about the Lorac Pro Palette. Did it not apply well? D:

Oooh no. I have the Tartelette 2 In Bloom and the mattes are REALLY pigmented. The only one I have trouble with is the shimmer in the bottom left corner, and it actually is really pretty, you just have to play with it. I did have that issue a bit with the Energy Noire palette, and with a few of the shadows from their Christmas limited edition set, but most of them are really good. Good to know! I'll have to swatch it next time I'm in Sephora. Lame about the Noire palette and Christmas colors tho. I hope you find someway to work with them. I mentioned a couple posts back about wanting to try out the shadow palettes from Melt, and that I couldn't decide which I wanted. Well... I bought them all(along with a lipstick) as an early birthday gift. They should get here tomorrow. >D

Does it still look and apply well? The tease or the lipstick? The lipstick still looks great. It's def what Tati was wearing. I think I might wear it with some gloss, tho. But it's pretty. I have only swatched the Tease. Oops! I meant the lipstick, lol. Now I'm curious about how the Tease will apply. Each time I swatch Tart shadows they feel awfully chalky, like they wont apply well/pigmented. Then again, I really enjoy really pigmented shadows. >w<;

Does it still look and apply well?

Unfortunately I don't really have a counter to brace my elbow on. Maybe when I get my room fixed so I can have a vanity in here. A wall or door may be able to help, if you have a mirror on said wall/door. :3

Liquid eyeliner is amazing, but definitely something you have to get use. I still can't apply eyeliner well with a brush... and that's with makeup school under my belt. ; w ; I find that felt tip eyeliners give more control, even with shaky hands. And as others said, bracing your elbow helps too!

@Nako Vesh Thats hella nice. Bare is also really pretty! I always love mauve and nude colored lip products. ♥ I'm currently debating on trying out Melt's eyeshadow stacks, which just so happen to be 30% off. I've heard looooads of good things about them. Plus every Instagram photo I see using them look amazing. Dark Matter and Love Sick... I need you. ; w ;'''

@LiadansWhisper Ugh, that's no good. Thanks for the heads up! ; w ; @Sukaaretto Ueno Aw man, I can definitely see where it would feel that way. Something that might help with that: after applying the lipstick, take a tissue and gently press it against your lips. Do not rub! Just remove the tissue from your lips and it should help remove some of that thick and sticking feeling while keeping most of the color in tact. I do that often for most of my lip products, including lip glosses. :3

Speaking of lip products, has anyone tried Too Faced's Melted Liquified Lipsticks? I wasn't sure how I was going to like them, but after seeing some reviews Youtube I caved and bought one in the color Fig a couple months ago. I gotta say, I like the one I have(its easy to apply and feels soooo smooth) and am definitely going to try some more colors. @ A @ ♥ What are peeps opinion on the Gwen Stefani line?

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Flat color waist up commission done of Mirke's character's dad, R'jahkob Nunh. Decided to do some light shading, cause why not?