"What's your plan?"
"Have faith in me, D'ahl," the Tia smiled up at the city of Ala Mhigo, adorned with all the technology and metal magic of the Garlean Emprie. "I'm a hero of Garlemald, so it won't be a problem."
D'ahl's brown ears swept back and she ducked her head forward, hair sweeping in front of her features. "My faith in you is completely in violation of my sanity, D'hein Tia."
"Love is separate from sanity," Dhein spun towards her, brushing her hair out of her face to look into her eyes. "Why cling, then, to sanity? The only comfort there is that of philosophers who spend their lives lamenting the state of the world. And we do not lament, for have love and beauty, abundant, as far away as one another's arm spans."
The woman glared up at D'hein, her tail shivering in warning, "Sometimes I wonder what you would do if your flirtations were well-received by your daughter's lover."
"Flirtations? These are simply my feelings. If you perceive them as flirtations, then I am all the more glad." In truth he knew they were flirtations and would panic if they were well-received, not the least of all because he had once harbored designs on D'ahl which had been dashed by none other than his own daughter. The whole thing where D'ahl oft disguised herself as one of D'hein's employees so that his D'aijeen could act out incestuous fantasies was not to be though of in any kind of vicinity to these things, especially since D'hein harbored designs on his coworker who was D'aijeen's birth-mother.
D'hein straightened suddenly, "Actually! If Antimony and myself did work out reomantically, it would be as though Nymeia guided our coupling."
"Wait. Who is Antimony?"
"That would be D'aijeen's mother," D'hein mentioned off-handedly. "As fate, the woman who birthed the child and the man who adopted and raised her, all coming together to reconcile one another's bitterness and form a family together."
Shaking her head, tail shivering again, voice dropping, "Wait! You know D'aijeen's mom?"
"I have resolved myself!" D'hein punched his palm with one fist, "Antimony and I might not have the best relationship, but farbeit from me to question fate! I will give Antimony another chance, and we'll see just how readily love repairs all!"
"Wait!" D'ahl grabbed D'hein roughly and forced him to face her, "So because you can't get me in bed you're going to go hook up with someone who apparently looks just like me even though she's someone your daughter hates?"
"What!" The Tia cringed away from D'ahl. He could tell by the tightness of her grip that he should be feeling pain, even though he did not. "That's not it at all! I just thought... you know... fate... love... repairing..."
"And what happens to me when D'aijeen gets her mommy back while I'm still riding on the whole incest thing?" D'ahl growled, "What if I make a better mother?"
D'hein went wide-eyed, "By Thal! That is the most unsettling question anyone has ever asked me!"
When D'hein's shoulder exploded, he sensed it primarily as strange tingling and a visual splatter of red fluid across D'ahl's angry face. She flinched away from him heavily, letting him go, making a high-pitched, cute squeak of surprise as she through her hands over her head and fell to the ground. D'hein's only thought was to mutter a quick, "Oh! I'm sorry!" as though he had sneezed on her.
"You've been shot, you idiot!" D'ahl jumped to her feet and took D'hein his collar, throwing him behind a nearby rock.
He landed with a cough, and then observed, "Oh. Right," as machine-propelled metal began to slam in to the ground and rock around them with an unnaturally quick rhythm.
Loud and violent, the storm of the Garlean attack lasted for several seconds before subsiding. At which point D'ahl said, "D'hein, we need to go before they kill us. We're too close to the city."
"Right," D'hein popped up and raised his hands over his head, waving to the walls and shouting, "My name is D'hein Tia of the Eorzean Federation's Commerce Regulation Agency! I believe you've heard of me!"
Because he'd been hiding behind a rock, he hadn't noticed the approaching Garleans. They heard his introduction from about to yalms away and were upon him right before he bothered to see them, throwing him back in the dirt. "We've got you now, Eorzean!"
"Wait!" He protested, struckling pitifully as his limbs were moved in unlikely directions and bound that way. He could hear D'ahl sturggling and cursing nearby, sounding to be in a bit of pain. "I need to speak with the Frumenari!"
One blue-clad Hyur with a ridiculous leather helmet leaned down to look in D'hein's face, heckling, "That's a pretty typical like for you people."
"It is?" D'hein said in honest confusion as he was lifted from the ground. "But that's a really stupid lie. You'd never believe it!"
"Exactly."
"But I really do need to see the frumentarii, so if you'll just point me on my way we can get this all cleared up."
"Thal damn you, D'hein Tia!" D'ahl shouted as she was carried away by the Garleans. "I'll destroy you for this! I'm going to kill you!"
"I apologize, D'ahl," D'hein responded. He watched his golden necklaces swing in front of his face as he was hauled towards the city of Ala Mhigo. "I did not anticipate such rudeness from our enlightened conquerors."
"Have faith in me, D'ahl," the Tia smiled up at the city of Ala Mhigo, adorned with all the technology and metal magic of the Garlean Emprie. "I'm a hero of Garlemald, so it won't be a problem."
D'ahl's brown ears swept back and she ducked her head forward, hair sweeping in front of her features. "My faith in you is completely in violation of my sanity, D'hein Tia."
"Love is separate from sanity," Dhein spun towards her, brushing her hair out of her face to look into her eyes. "Why cling, then, to sanity? The only comfort there is that of philosophers who spend their lives lamenting the state of the world. And we do not lament, for have love and beauty, abundant, as far away as one another's arm spans."
The woman glared up at D'hein, her tail shivering in warning, "Sometimes I wonder what you would do if your flirtations were well-received by your daughter's lover."
"Flirtations? These are simply my feelings. If you perceive them as flirtations, then I am all the more glad." In truth he knew they were flirtations and would panic if they were well-received, not the least of all because he had once harbored designs on D'ahl which had been dashed by none other than his own daughter. The whole thing where D'ahl oft disguised herself as one of D'hein's employees so that his D'aijeen could act out incestuous fantasies was not to be though of in any kind of vicinity to these things, especially since D'hein harbored designs on his coworker who was D'aijeen's birth-mother.
D'hein straightened suddenly, "Actually! If Antimony and myself did work out reomantically, it would be as though Nymeia guided our coupling."
"Wait. Who is Antimony?"
"That would be D'aijeen's mother," D'hein mentioned off-handedly. "As fate, the woman who birthed the child and the man who adopted and raised her, all coming together to reconcile one another's bitterness and form a family together."
Shaking her head, tail shivering again, voice dropping, "Wait! You know D'aijeen's mom?"
"I have resolved myself!" D'hein punched his palm with one fist, "Antimony and I might not have the best relationship, but farbeit from me to question fate! I will give Antimony another chance, and we'll see just how readily love repairs all!"
"Wait!" D'ahl grabbed D'hein roughly and forced him to face her, "So because you can't get me in bed you're going to go hook up with someone who apparently looks just like me even though she's someone your daughter hates?"
"What!" The Tia cringed away from D'ahl. He could tell by the tightness of her grip that he should be feeling pain, even though he did not. "That's not it at all! I just thought... you know... fate... love... repairing..."
"And what happens to me when D'aijeen gets her mommy back while I'm still riding on the whole incest thing?" D'ahl growled, "What if I make a better mother?"
D'hein went wide-eyed, "By Thal! That is the most unsettling question anyone has ever asked me!"
When D'hein's shoulder exploded, he sensed it primarily as strange tingling and a visual splatter of red fluid across D'ahl's angry face. She flinched away from him heavily, letting him go, making a high-pitched, cute squeak of surprise as she through her hands over her head and fell to the ground. D'hein's only thought was to mutter a quick, "Oh! I'm sorry!" as though he had sneezed on her.
"You've been shot, you idiot!" D'ahl jumped to her feet and took D'hein his collar, throwing him behind a nearby rock.
He landed with a cough, and then observed, "Oh. Right," as machine-propelled metal began to slam in to the ground and rock around them with an unnaturally quick rhythm.
Loud and violent, the storm of the Garlean attack lasted for several seconds before subsiding. At which point D'ahl said, "D'hein, we need to go before they kill us. We're too close to the city."
"Right," D'hein popped up and raised his hands over his head, waving to the walls and shouting, "My name is D'hein Tia of the Eorzean Federation's Commerce Regulation Agency! I believe you've heard of me!"
Because he'd been hiding behind a rock, he hadn't noticed the approaching Garleans. They heard his introduction from about to yalms away and were upon him right before he bothered to see them, throwing him back in the dirt. "We've got you now, Eorzean!"
"Wait!" He protested, struckling pitifully as his limbs were moved in unlikely directions and bound that way. He could hear D'ahl sturggling and cursing nearby, sounding to be in a bit of pain. "I need to speak with the Frumenari!"
One blue-clad Hyur with a ridiculous leather helmet leaned down to look in D'hein's face, heckling, "That's a pretty typical like for you people."
"It is?" D'hein said in honest confusion as he was lifted from the ground. "But that's a really stupid lie. You'd never believe it!"
"Exactly."
"But I really do need to see the frumentarii, so if you'll just point me on my way we can get this all cleared up."
"Thal damn you, D'hein Tia!" D'ahl shouted as she was carried away by the Garleans. "I'll destroy you for this! I'm going to kill you!"
"I apologize, D'ahl," D'hein responded. He watched his golden necklaces swing in front of his face as he was hauled towards the city of Ala Mhigo. "I did not anticipate such rudeness from our enlightened conquerors."
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