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[catcred]

[ Th'ancred had heard of the Make it Rain event, and had decided... well, he'd look cute in some of those clothes. And the bar there was good - and his daugher had gone, as well.

Perhaps he wanted to simply relax. The Scions were at rest - as far as they could be. They were preparing to see what the Source would bring - since it seemed to be a calm similar to periods of large activity.

But, for now, Th'ancred sat at the edge of the airship there, legs danging over. He could have teleported - he'd never been cursed by Flow - but he still wanted to feel the air against him. Sometimes he wondered if death was even a concept here. No, they'd be there soon, and he could gamble his heart away. (Maybe see if Alisaie would come home. She'd been set up there for days.) ]

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[wordsinthesoul]

[Quiet, and yet something still seems to be up- his blades aren't working as they should, and that oughtn't be possible with simple steel. At least cards should still be working the way they should- assuming he doesn't try to cut anyone with them. But perhaps that would actually work out, for once.

Still- it's a bit of a trip, by airship- but at least someone else is out on the airship deck looking- familiar? No, must be his imagination. He approaches, steps sounding, ready with a smile.]

Mind company?

[catcred]

[ There are some things a Miqo'te body cannot easily hide. One of those is the fact his ears suddenly prick up in surprise, before going straight down into his slightly-matted white hair.

But Th'ancred Nuhn is not rude. He's gotten used to sometimes introducing people into this... adventure, even those who are him. But usually a lot stronger. Better, usually. ]

...Of course not. [ He said, a tiredness quite audible in his voice. His tail shifted to the side, even if it seemed quite stiff. ] Who'd refuse somebody like you?

[ An outsider. But, of course, he has no idea how much this Thancred knows. ]

[wordsinthesoul]

[Not much of a way to hide, and he wonders for a moment- what must it be like?- before taking note. Matted hair, tired- he's clearly not in the best way, and Thancred stops a few steps away- that's enough personal space, right, probably a good thing. Still- what in the world happened…?]

I wonder. I believe I'll ask, when I find them. [lbr there must be someone somewhere.] But I appreciate the acceptance, all the same.

[catcred]

[ The cat looks backwards a little - one blue eye, one brown - focusing on the other a little. If his face didn't look so very weary, it might let the other see who this cat really is. ] Besides - this isn't a private ship. It's better that way.

[ he does not trust the FCs airship, but he gives a soft click of his tongue. ] You meet all kinds on these trips, after all.

[wordsinthesoul]

[Weary, and in this kind of way… It's enough for concern, surely. (Not least because there's been enough sideyeing at him over it, of course.]

Mm… it's not always a choice who you're standing next to. Not a problem today, of course- I suppose most of those going to the Saucer today may already be there. But you do hear a lot of things, as well.

[catcred]

Of course - such events often attract crowds. And with them, interesting information - rumours and whispers of quite queer types.

[ ...He has to ask, even if it seems to just be a part of his statement. ]

The latest fashion seems to be the wild rose, does it not?

[wordsinthesoul]

[He nods- listening is, after all, often time well spent.

There's- a brief stutter, a blink, and then he settles, thoughtful. Familiar and unfamiliar, yes, but…]

More and more often, it seems- but I suppose it's simply the price of being more widely known, isn't it?

[leader_of_the_dawn]

[ One day has passed since Minfilia had awoken as a Miqo'te, and two since she befriended another Thancred.

But as she awoke this morning, she had... noticed there was one less person in her bed. (So it felt. She was no longer held close, wrapped in her families' arms. All Thancred were family, after all.)

Wasn't this for the best? Even peeking into what this world held could drive somebody to madness, or so she thought. It'd explain a lot.

But, sitting up in her nightgown, Minfilia let out a soft squeak of a yawn, tail wrapped around her. ]

[wordsinthesoul]

[Honestly, he's disorientated- he'd expected waking up with his head above the bedspread, rather than somewhere in the middle of the bedclothes. It's warm, at least- with something soft brushing against him, tickling a little. Minfilia's tail, he realises after a moment, and calms a little- at least he's not somewhere completely bizarre. He reaches out to stroke it a moment later, shifting closer- ugh, he feels strange…]

Minfilia?

[leader_of_the_dawn]

[ Her ears prick up quickly - that was Thancred. But it sounded different. She couldn't help but try and focus on where the sound came from - was that in her sheets? Giving a little pff, Minfilia spoke quietly. ]

Thancred - where are you?

[wordsinthesoul]

[Something about the change in size- it must be. He's satisfied with holding onto her tail as he reorientates, one hand still on her tail, the bed- thankfully- solid beneath him.]

Somewhere in the sheets- you can't feel that? About- half of the way down, I think.

[leader_of_the_dawn]

[ Once she can feel him on her tail, though, she carefully pulls it backwards - ooh, that feels strange - hoping he can hold on.

But as she does, she also lifts her light blankets. ] What in the Twelve...

[wordsinthesoul]

Ah! [he grabs on tightly, blinking as he's brought out from under the sheets. It strikes him, once again, how much smaller he's become, and he offers her an awkward smile- wings fluttering a little now.]

… I have no idea how this happened.

[it's pretty worrying, actually.]

[scholaraxe]

[ To get to Idyllshire - where the Beast Tribe versions of them lived and where they may get answers to how Minfilia became a Scholar... and Thancred became a faerie... there was quite the walk. Luckily, however, the Judge Magister had lent them one of their airships.

It'd be around a day of movement, according to it. Why couldn't they teleport? The two who wanted to go there hadn't attuned. Minfilia, though, was taking the airship trip to take a long nap. Not only was she now a Miqo'te, but... she was so very tired, as she had tried to get in contact with Urianger more.

Thancred, however, wasn't alone - with Moenbryda having decided to appear. (With the senses of a dragon, perhaps she could sense Urianger as they flew. At least, that's what she thought. But the sights of the world...) Alphinaud had also come onto the airship, but he was also resting - awake, but simply closing his eyes as the sun and wind hit him. He'd... it'd been a while.

She looked to Thancred, letting out a laugh. ] Glad I'm not scared of heights.

[wordsinthesoul]

[The only thing keeping him from trying to peer over the sides is the mild terror that maybe he'd manage to get himself blown off- as likely or not as it is. At least Minfilia's resting- though he's definitely glad for the company, too.

He glances at Moenbryda, letting out a heh.]

So am I! I'd hate to think of everything you might miss otherwise.

[scholaraxe]

Eorzea's a beautiful place. Louisoix was... right to want it safe.

[ And that's when she beckons. ] Come on over - need somebody to hold you?

[wordsinthesoul]

I thought so. I'm glad to hear you say that.

[He- well, he does look a little embarrassed, but he flutters towards her.] I'd appreciate that a lot.

[scholaraxe]

[ Of course, her grip is firm, holding onto the faerie so he can look over at the skies. They're over the Shroud at the time - the trees almost seeming to dance with elemental power.

It's something rare, the elementals being at peace. But, of course, Moenbryda doesn't know that. She just thinks it looks beautiful. ]

...Bet it was nicer before the moon fell. But you were more for the desert, right?

[wordsinthesoul]

[He feels a lot more confident here, looking out at the Shroud. It's definitely beautiful, and he makes a little sound of appreciation.]

It was… Though this is nice too, I'd say. I was, but- I visited, a time or two.

[leader_of_the_dawn]

[ Idyllshire had been built up rather nicely - a mix of Goblin, Spoken, and other Beast Tribe building styles - a small housing district had even been built, for those who lived and worked there. Truly, it was becoming a centre of culture.

Minfilia seemed a little nervous, though, as she got off the Airship. Her Miqo'te tail swishing so very casually. Alphinaud followed, awkwardly walking as a bird-like monster, and standing - looking back to Thancred. ]

...I had no idea they'd built an Airship Landing.

[wordsinthesoul]

[He's fluttering just a little way behind for now, taking it in slowly- he hasn't been to this spot in years, after all, and it looked very different then.]

They've been very busy, then. How long has it been since you came last?

[leader_of_the_dawn]

...I've only heard reports, I must admit. It's been far too busy to come here.

[ And even now, she's clearly thinking of work instead of the break the others are trying to force her into. ]

[wordsinthesoul]

…well. I'm glad we got the time to come here now! It looks as though they've done a good job building… And we can arrange matters to come again, or go somewhere else!

[HINT HINT, as he settles on her shoulder.]

[leader_of_the_dawn]

...Strange, [ she says softly, unfolding the letter she had received in reply to her invite, ] they haven't told me where to meet them.

[ or perhaps they have, though the gobbiespeak - though Tataru had honestly told the group to let Minfilia rest a little. A small frown crosses her lips - soon fading, as she looked around the settlement. ] It's amazing... and have you smelled air which feels so fresh? [ Plus, seeing adventurers and beasts working together... it's awe-inspiring. Though they're invisible, her wings seem to flap a few times. Alphinaud lets out a little pleased sound as well. ]

[wordsinthesoul]

Hm… Maybe they'll find us, then.

[He keeps looking, with a small hum of agreement.] It's wonderful. I say we wander around a bit- take it in some more. [he laughs, steadying himself a little.] Maybe even take to the skies!