Roleplay Skittle
Eternally Awkward
Lydia only forgave Seifer for being an idiot because he didn't know. In a way she supposed it could be thought of as a compliment, he had thought she was pretty enough that she had been with someone before because she really didn't think that Seifer would look at anything deeper than that. At the same time, she still wanted to get back at him for being so inconsiderate because it could also be considered insulting that he thought she would have already gone off with someone and thereby lumping her in with someone like himself. The thought made her choke slightly but she shook her head and buried her face against James' chest.
"I think that... that's another thing I can thank my grandmother for... she's the one that was always telling me stories about your father after all... if she hadn't told me those stories and bought me the book of magic, I never would have set foot on the path I am on."
While in Dalaran, Lydia had obtained a new set of armor. Robes were nice and all for a caster, but she was a battle mage, she didn't have to rely completely on her spells and so needed something she could maneuver more easily in. This lead to her donning a shirt of white with a modest round collar and what looked like scales along the outsides of her arms and over this she wore a black leather corset (not for slimming purposes of course) that matched her shoulder, arm, and legguards all of which were black, lined with silver and etched with white arcane runes. Outside of her legguards that were worn over flat soled black boots and allowed for only brief glimpses of her usual black and white stockings, her lower half was covered by an asymmetrically cut skirt that was higher on the sides than it was in the front and back both of which hung to her ankles. The whole skirt was decorated the same as the leather parts of her armor, solid black except for the trimming which was silver and the arcane runes that were white. Around her shoulders she wore a black cloak that hung only as far as her skirt because anything longer would be inconvenient and her hair was pulled back in a tidy bun at the back of her head to keep it from getting in the way. Last but not least, around her hips was a black leather belt and from it hung her hammer.
When they reached the point of their journey to the front lines where they would part ways with James, Lydia returned his hug with vigor and closed her eyes as he pressed his forehead against hers, firmly returning his kiss once it was given and seeming hesitant to release him from her grip. She leaned into his hand as he caressed her cheek but didn't seem to want to open her eyes. She was honestly afraid to, afraid that she might start crying and she couldn't have him worrying and thinking about leaving her in tears, not after he had just told her she was strong. Her hands grasped his tightly and she nodded, urging herself to get the courage to look at him and not cry. It wasn't over and they had been through so much already and had made it through, they could finish this.
Her eyes finally fluttered open and were clear, those emeralds gazing upon James affectionately as a sweet though anxious smile slipped over her lips and she held his face in her hands one last time, "reste en sécurité, aime," she spoke gently though seriously and gave him one more tender kiss before she finally released him to rejoin Echo for the rest of their trek to Paroosia.
Zer0 Katsuya
"I think that... that's another thing I can thank my grandmother for... she's the one that was always telling me stories about your father after all... if she hadn't told me those stories and bought me the book of magic, I never would have set foot on the path I am on."
While in Dalaran, Lydia had obtained a new set of armor. Robes were nice and all for a caster, but she was a battle mage, she didn't have to rely completely on her spells and so needed something she could maneuver more easily in. This lead to her donning a shirt of white with a modest round collar and what looked like scales along the outsides of her arms and over this she wore a black leather corset (not for slimming purposes of course) that matched her shoulder, arm, and legguards all of which were black, lined with silver and etched with white arcane runes. Outside of her legguards that were worn over flat soled black boots and allowed for only brief glimpses of her usual black and white stockings, her lower half was covered by an asymmetrically cut skirt that was higher on the sides than it was in the front and back both of which hung to her ankles. The whole skirt was decorated the same as the leather parts of her armor, solid black except for the trimming which was silver and the arcane runes that were white. Around her shoulders she wore a black cloak that hung only as far as her skirt because anything longer would be inconvenient and her hair was pulled back in a tidy bun at the back of her head to keep it from getting in the way. Last but not least, around her hips was a black leather belt and from it hung her hammer.
When they reached the point of their journey to the front lines where they would part ways with James, Lydia returned his hug with vigor and closed her eyes as he pressed his forehead against hers, firmly returning his kiss once it was given and seeming hesitant to release him from her grip. She leaned into his hand as he caressed her cheek but didn't seem to want to open her eyes. She was honestly afraid to, afraid that she might start crying and she couldn't have him worrying and thinking about leaving her in tears, not after he had just told her she was strong. Her hands grasped his tightly and she nodded, urging herself to get the courage to look at him and not cry. It wasn't over and they had been through so much already and had made it through, they could finish this.
Her eyes finally fluttered open and were clear, those emeralds gazing upon James affectionately as a sweet though anxious smile slipped over her lips and she held his face in her hands one last time, "reste en sécurité, aime," she spoke gently though seriously and gave him one more tender kiss before she finally released him to rejoin Echo for the rest of their trek to Paroosia.
Zer0 Katsuya