[ Krile had been rescued, and Fordola... well, she'd been taken in by their ally, Yda. Their weird double agent, who stood between Ala Mhigo and Garlemald. (Perhaps Minfilia would speak with them later, as there was no Warrior of Light. Having one just sounded silly!) But... a lot of thoughts had been running though her head. And now, she needed to talk with Thancred.
So she'd invited him to the Reach, to the statue itself. When she was younger, she'd always wished to see the sights from it, but she was only a child back then. A toddler. But her sight had been robbed, and she couldn't see it. That, and she'd gotten a terrible craving for aether - usually suckled out of people with small fangs she'd grown, since picking up this art. Thankfully, she didn't need to kill people... though she'd nearly done it a few times.
But Minfilia waits, feeling the wind. Feeling the anixety. It was horrible - for Regula was a fine man, who happened to be their enemy. They would need to face him, wouldn't they? And Shinryu was still missing. How could a whole Primal go missing? It almost felt like things were connected. In fact, she laid back on the palm, eyes closed. Not bothering to sense aether. ]
[He'd love to see it himself- but there's not much to be done about it, now. He's still trying to look after everyone as much as he can- trying to work out what they can do for the pieces they're missing, when he's not running support.
He gets himself there with a little huff on the final leap, smiling a little when he senses her.]
[ Thancreds' footsteps were nice, relaxing. However, Minfilia sits up as he approaches - in her new fancy dress. A gift from the Hext siblings, if she was going to represent Ala Mhigo.
It felt silky, it felt wonderful. Not that Thancred could see it. Unlike her, Thancred had admitted his loss. But Minfilia sat, waiting for Thancred to come next to her. ]
It is! From here, all of Rhalgrs' Reach stretches out below us. It almost makes you feel like Rhalgr Himself is ready to aid our cause.
It existed for a long time, even before the Mad King. [ she said, so gently. leaning into him as well, moving to mess with his tail. ] A symbol of Ala Mhigo.
But... thank you for joining me, Thancred. I didn't just call you up here to talk about the view. [ that'd be rude. ]
[he drapes it across her lap, to make it easier.] Watching over the lands, as would Rhaglr himself.
I suspected you might not have. But I'm always glad to spend time with you- especially now. [a gentle rumble comes from him, as he nuzzles into her.] What do you have on your mind?
[ :3 minfilia always uses it to calm herself. but now... ] Have you considered what may happen after Ala Mhigo is reclaimed? I-- was approached by the Resistance earlier.
[he's glad to help. He puts his hands in his lap, head turned towards her, ears forward.] A little…. I'd hoped we'd be able to spend some more time together, as selfish as that is. But- we need to ensure that people live well as well, don't we? Was that what they asked about?
...I hoped so as well. [ Minfilia said, her glassy gaze facing away. Trying to hide her emotions - that's painful. It's painful that she even needs to make this choice. ] They need a new leader - and due to my experience with the Path and Scions both...
[He shifts a little closer, shoulder bumping against hers. Offering comfort, if she needs it.] …I see.
[he's quiet for a moment, considering.]. There's no doubt that your knowledge would be valuable to Ala Mhigo. Still- I can't help but feel that I wish you to stay with us.
[ what has she thought? she looked to him, she rested her head on him. trying to ignore the idea of just biting into him. ] ...Ever since I founded the Path of the Twelve, I hoped to someday return to Ala Mhigo, and free it. It is my home.
At the same time, the Scions of the Seventh Dawn are my family, and I still have much I can do for Eorzea with them. Much I can do for you.
[He puts an arm around her, nuzzllng into her.]. It is- and I don't think anyone would begrudge you staying.
…We wouldn't- I don't think the others would object if we continued to support you. I…well, as I said- I'd like to stay with you. But I don't want you to feel tied down just for me.
...You'd wish to stay with me. [ She says, beginning to trace his back. Beginning to purr. ] If it were possible... would you take at least a slight time from the Scion, to assist me?
[That's… strange, but he trusts her. Raising one hand to touch hers.]
A little- they came out of the combination of white and black magics so as not to overtax the aether around them, and has since found a home to Gyr Abania. There… is there something else?
...If a Red Mage has an imbalance of aether, they may get... a craving for more. [ she sounds so embarrassed!! ] Such as what happened to me, when Y'shtola saved me.
On their aether? How? [He reaches out, smiling, tucking a little hair behind one ear.] I trust you.
Oh- it can do that, too? We're all very grateful- I know Yda's been very vocal about that for Papalymo. [well- they might be a little less sure about Zenos? but. well, they'll work it out.]
With my fangs. I find their chakra openings... [ she purrs, moving a finger to his neck, placing it right on his throat. ] That's where I bite into them. But their blood is safe.
I can make others my thralls. Um, which means I could control both of them. [ a soft beat. ] I want to turn you.
You have fangs- may I see? [oh. His breathing quickens, but he stays still, watching her.]. The point where that power is closest?
Ah? I see. That's why… you spoke of it earlier, yes? [he hesitates a little, before nuzzling into her.] What does it entail? What happens when you do that?
You can feel them, if you want. [ She's shuddering a little. But her fangs are sharp, feeling like gentle aether itself. Misty aether. ]
If I-- when I turn you, you'll be a being like me. Beings like me don't age, either. But we feed on this aether, it keeps us alive. And our magic is enhanced.
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