Posts by Llyria Aramon

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    Balthier nodded, tensing automatically. He sighed faintly, forcing himself to relax. "All right then, crazy." he muttered, shaking his head. I think I prefer Hollander, quack though he is.



    Llyria paused, glaring at them, then faded back into shadow. Hirue sighed in relief when she left, then glanced at Aerith. "Where's Cid?" he asked, instantly suspicious.

    Llyria paused, then headed up to the weapon's floor, eying Ffamran angrily the whole time. He paused, not liking her furious glare, then walked into the weapon's room. Amazed, he paused and looked around, eying a gun specutively. Llyria picked up a dagger and eyed it as well, then, as one, the two pocketed the new additions to their weaponry before going off to find the crystals.

    ...the Human
    Name: Llyria
    Nickname: Llyr, very rarely used however
    Gender: Female
    Personality: Cool, calm, and quiet, Llyria loves to mess with people's heads. she tends to be more of a watcher, having the words but not the strength to fight. Through her words, she can usually convince people to do what she wants, but it is merely her charisma, not some sort of super-human ability. She can be shallow, but will never betray her friends.
    Appearance:


    ... the Animal
    Name: Genesis
    Nickname: Gen, Gennie-he hates this(only Llyria is brave enough to use this nickname ^w^)
    Gender: Male
    Personality: Cool, sadisic, and generally mean, Genesis has Llyria's love of messing with people without her kindness and sense of fair play. He fights dirty, having no qualms about beating people senseess, but he is also loyal to Llyria and will never hurt her. Only around her does he show his kinder, more caring side.
    Common forms: Snow Leopard, black kitten, and a raven

    "CID HIGHWIND!!" Fran shouted, suddenly pissed. She didn't know why, only that she was incredibly angry. She froze, realizing the Mist was seething with anger-and it was thick enough to see, too. Slowly, she stepped forward, eyes widening. "What in the name of...?"



    Balthier ignored it all, crossing his arms. "Yeah, yeah, plenty have threatened to kill me before." he muttered, shaking his head. "Why bother?" he added coolly, frowning when he spotted... something. "Uhh... hello?"


    ooc: Holy schnizzle, what have I gotten the poor man into?

    "A**wipe named Hojo." Balthier said simply, one eyebrow raising. "He asked me to pass along a good word, but trust me, the man's horrible, don't trust a word he says." he added, shaking his head slightly. "So, what happens next, hmm? I don't really have all day."



    "More Mist, but unnatached." Fran said quietly, shaking her head. "And so thick, as well... but it has nothing tying it to that place, not that I can sense." she added, confused.


    ((Why do I have a really bad feeling about this?))

    Ffamran watched as several pirates ran past, one trying to shove a piece of gold up another's nose. "Let me put it this way-welcome to the pirate central for the entirety of Ivalice." he muttered, shaking his head. "It's gotten worse, after the war. So many Landisians became pirates that Archadia had to quarantine this place, meaning we won't be found out here."


    ooc: Compare it to Tortuga, and you'll be close, 'cept it smells a bit better.

    Llyria glanced back only once, then kept running, wishing she had payed more attention to the shopkeeper's words of warning. She had a loaf of bread in one hand, a black raven flying near, and a furious shopkeeper chasing her, likely bent on getting her arrested. She paused, glancing back, then tripped, right in front of another pair of girls and their partners. Genesis crowed angrily, fierce anger making him shift to a snow leopard. The shopkeeper paused, amazement on his face, then ran off, not wanting to get eaten. "That did NOT go as planned." Llyria muttered, shaking her head before standing.


    ooc: Sorry, I love making a bad first impression in rps XD

    Llyria set a hand on Genesis, still not spotting the other girls. She smiled at him, feeling his muscles stiffen, then relax, then watched as he shifted to a kitten, mouth opening wide in a mewl of indignation. "Yep, that meany-pants nearly got us." she said, chuckling faintly, then gently stroked his back, smiling when he started purring.