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[strikeoflightning]

Nice to know you haven't forgotten me. {She crosses her arms over her chest stubbornly.} Not sure what else you want me to say.

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[stitchedupbodyguard]

Maybe you could ask to go somewhere?

..O-or start an argument, they l-like those.

[strikeoflightning]

I've been places before. They didn't do me any good.

And what would that gain me? Her amusement?

[magic101]

[On one hand. She looks like she could use a pick me up.]

[On the other hand, she looks as friendly as a cranky cactus.]

[...]

[Being quiet and present seems to be the best strategy. Oh yes.]

[strikeoflightning]

...you got something to say?

[magic101]

Mmm...

[To say or not to say? That is the question. Whether it be nobler--

--oh, the cranky lady is waiting for a response.]

[Shaking your head 'no' is the right response when you have nothing you think is worth sharing, right? Right.]

[strikeoflightning]

Thanks for the input. {Said as dryly as possible.}

[magic101]

[Oh. Huff.]

You know, it's that attitude that--

[magic101]

[Nope. Not her place. She's an adult, Lillet. An incredibly cranky one that will probably be best left alone. But still an adult.]

[strikeoflightning]

...go on? What's wrong with my attitude? {She knows she isn't a delight, but this attitude has kept her strong.}

[magic101]

[From one big sister to another. You need some mothering, Light...]

[She's holding it in. In spite of the goading. Her mother taught her better. And she is still an adult.]

I would rather not say. It would not be helpful. Or help you in your situation.

[strikeoflightning]

But you wanna say it anyway. Look, you don't know my situation or what I'm going through. If I come off harsh that's because I have good reason.

[magic101]

That's an excuse. I can say the same thing about me and my situation. You just want to be angry and ornery and mean because it makes you feel better.

[strikeoflightning]

We're not the same.

ohi you're in his game currently and yeah

[livedieknow]

[It's that knightess again.]

Lightning, wasn't it...? You disappeared so suddenly after the behemoth was felled that none of us could catch up. You left something behind, it-

[Unfortunately for you, Lightning, you're wandering around a nice little world called Eorzea with all kinds of beasties from your world following you. Y-yeah. Just as fun for his lot as it is for you.]

-anyway, you dropped this.

[It's a package! with a blazefire saber in it. Familiar?]

... Why do you have a gunblade? Are you an imperial?

[strikeoflightning]

How did you...? {She lifts up her own gunblade, arching a brow. They're...identical. For the most part. What the hell?} I'm a soldier who follows her gut.

{And her heart when little siblings are involved.}

I don't know what an imperial is.

[livedieknow]

[Even down to the fact they fold up so neatly, huh. The miqo'te's eyes turn somewhat sad when he hears that she's a soldier, but his head tilts when she says she doesn't understand what the term "Imperial" means.

That's good. She can't really be from the empire, can she?]

...You arrived in our world, recently. Out of nothing. The newspapers have taken quite an interest in you; though they fear you are of the Garlean empire - as you wield this. Gunblades are weapons used primarily by the Garleans. They... well, they have been attempting to invade Eorzea for the past 20 years.

[A small pause.]

I will send word that you are nothing to do with them. But...

[How did she get to Eorzea? It's baffling.]

You said, in our world, that you were unsure of when or how you arrived. That the last thing you remembered was sleeping. And things are following you, you thought they were sent after you.

[higherwind]

Could always start with a "hey there, long time no see, missed you loads."

[strikeoflightning]

But it would be a lie.

[higherwind]

You sayin' you'd rather be holed up in some headspace just gatherin' dust? Yea, sure, sounds great. I'll pass, thanks.

[strikeoflightning]

I'd rather be let go. I've got plenty on my plate back home.

[higherwind]

"Let go" ? Isn't that just as good as givin' up?

Even if you've got some business to settle back home, you think givin' up here's gonna make it better?

[strikeoflightning]

What am I giving up exactly? It's not like I made any lasting connections.

[higherwind]

( a short whistle -- ) Aren't you just a ray of sunshine today.

[strikeoflightning]

{More like a freaking thunderstorm.} I was asleep in that crystal for who knows how long and -

While I'm here, everything is - {Useless.}

[higherwind]

All right, deep breath. C'mon, take one with me -- ( look light, fang will even do it too so you don't feel lonely -- ) an' out.

You're definitely not gonna get anythin' accomplished gettin' worked up like that. Now go on, what's this about bein' in crystal stasis?