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Viola · **06-08-2015, 02:27 PM**

Here she was, standing meditatively with her eyes closed. Enjoying the faint breeze in the hot and sunny desert upon a rock in the western region of Thanalan.
How annoying.Â She thought, noting that the wear and tear on her current body was starting to slow her down. With the most recent events that she had been apart of in Eorzea, fighting that damnable dragon Vishnap on the bridge as well as that annoying fool Midgarsormr, her body current handle it. A new vessel has to be found, soon.

She took a deep breath, going into her typical motions for her meditative practice, starting with several of her usual combat stances. And to think I was summoned to crush those idiots called "Garleans". Haven't seen one since the invasion on the Castrums started.Â Memenu threw two mock punches, keeping up with her usual practices.

Viola · **06-12-2015, 01:03 AM**

she dropped her arms to take a deep sigh. Annoyance, anger. Emotions she knew so well yet were so alien to her. The fight in the ninth turn of Bahamut's binding coil had almost crippled her vessel from the amount of aether she had to exert just to match Nael.

She enjoyed the fight. That is, until she realised that it had taxed her body too greatly. she swung at the air in frustration. If there was to be a battle against Bahamut, she wasn't sure if her body could combat him without it dying in the process.

Even if she had done her duty with killing the elder primal, her full goal would not be achieved; the group who summoned her was still under Garlean oppression, even though she had done her absolute best to save the group, the tiny primal failed in rescuing them; missing them by only a few hours.

With another sigh, Memenu looked up into the blue sky. Are you giggling, Hydaelyn?Â she thought, crossing her arms. Enjoying the armies of 'adventurers' witchhunting me? It is your 'children' that summoned ME to your little world for succor.Â The lalafell scowled. This damnable world couldn't make up its mind. Yet, maybe that was why she actually liked it; each and every individual, despite their eccentricities made the awkward interactions interesting.

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