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"𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕄𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 ℂ𝕣𝕪𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕝 𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕤𝕖𝕟... 𝔹𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕃𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥, 𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤" Luna Caellum <<The Heart's Beat>> Warrior of Light/Darkness, Scion #FFXIVRP #FFRP

❝ 𝑰 𝒔𝒂𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒓𝒂 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒚 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝒏𝒆𝒙𝒕. ❞ ♚ #FFRP ♚ yotsuyugoebrutus.carrd.co ♚ DMs open ♚ ↻ + ♡

“Right then!” A fist graces the palm of her other hand, a smile of triumph dancing on those lips. “Let’s get down to business.”

“Stand tall, Warrior! I believe in you.”

“Let’s keep forging on! For a better future—for all of us.”

Lyse’s fists are thoroughly painted in bruises; green and blue lacing skin. Again, and again, her bare fists collide with a training dummy. The pain is dull and she does not register it. Her foot strikes out, to kick the wooden head from its home. She is left breathless.

“Ala Mhigo is doing well! I wish Yda could’ve seen it.”

“I can’t dance. I would hate to attend those... fancy galas. I would only step on people’s feet!”

“It’s time to punch things!” Fingers curl into a fist, and meets the palm of her other hand. “I want to help!”

“I am so tired... It’s paperwork, more paperwork—nothing else.”