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{[ Okay! This is SUPER long overdue but, go ahead and leave a like here for lil miss Ryne if you’re a mutual who’d like a starter!! capping at .. 3! ]}

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Tsuru!​

It felt foreign to cast anything that wasn’t healing magic. As she casts the spell and watches sparks pitifully fly from her cane onto the wooden target she’d set up in front of her, she can tell just how rusty she is or maybe it’s only just now that she’s realized how limited she is within Spirale. Far too much time has passed since she’d been able to properly practice her offensive spells, as she saw no need here, for her ability to make people well again proved to be much more beneficial than the damage she would often do in Eorzea. Still, she can’t help but feel slight frustration at this, as in this state she wouldn’t be able to protect anyone.

She is not allowed more time to feel sorry for herself however as she hears the calling of her name by a voice that she knows. Instantly, Tsuru becomes alert, turning her attention toward the source of the distraction. Standing there at the edge of the clearing, smiling as she always does is Ryne. Tsuru can’t remember the last time she’s heard someone call for her with such familiarity that it could only mean one thing, that she was recognized.

That she was considered a friend. “…Ryne?!” She calls back, voice still uncertain and unwilling to believe that for once, she could greet someone without having to keep her distance emotionally. “Ryne!” Again, she says with certainty now. How good it is to not be alone anymore. Tsuru wastes no time in hurrying to her side, hands firmly placed onto the young girl’s shoulders before they move to pat both of her cheeks, pulling and squeezing for a moment just to make sure that she’s real. 

“You have no idea how happy I am to see you! Though I wish Thancred were here as well…or even Gaia.”

  “Ahaha... Tsuru...!”

    Cheeks blush relentlessly as the fresh and familiar sight smooshed her cheeks together. The silly motion, and the comfort of her presence was enough to forgive the momentary pain of being pinched and ‘verified’.    “I’m quite real, I’m real!” A fit of giggles leave her lips after the mage’s prodding finally shows mercy, and before long she’s buried herself in the other’s embrace. “Oh, Tsuru! I too am full glad to see you... I haven’t the slightest clue as to what is happening!” Her face pulls away for a moment while arms still wrap tightly around the unbelievably true and real warrior before her. “You say Thancred is not with you...? What of the others??”     In the midst of bubbly jubilation, there is a spike of concern anxiety... 

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carl phillips, from “cortège”

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THE FOREST OF AIRAISAL​

   The dreary nature of this forest only serves to compound her already dreadful loneliness. At the very least, it was less overwhelming than the rest of this island. Her head was ready to call it quits at the mere thought of the wondrous architecture and societies she had caught naught but a glimpse of. Thankful she is then, for the forest’s weighted blanket of familiar ambiance. There were plenty of mysteries knocking at the forefront of her attention, but before any of that could be addressed, she feels the need for tranquility, and serenity.     As she journeys in search of this elusive peace, she happens upon a rather recognizable racket: the sound of magicks being casted. Even without her blessed sense for Light, she had heard this holy symphony in battle far too many times to count. She knows, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that something of comfort remained tucked away in this forest somewhere. So, she tracks down this source of the sound, pushing through bramble and branches, carefully circumventing critters playing beneath her tiny steps. Finally, finally she comes to a clearing of sorts, and there she stands, like a mirage. The child’s heart leaps a few thousand fulms, as she exclaims with unbridled excitement. FINALLY, a shred of normalcy in these incredibly strange circumstances, like finding an oasis in the Empty.

❛ TSURU!!❜

@whitemage​

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THE ETERNAL TREE, OPHIUCHUS

   In this strange island, there lies an incredibly mystical expanse of nature whose various bounties far exceeds that of the Rak’tika Greatwood. Its color and splendor challenges even the majesty of Il Mehg, and the flourishing Empty. Yet, regardless of these differences it seems that the similarities are enough to draw her curiosity. Or, perhaps, it is a need for something familiar. Something as wonderful as the blank canvas that Gaia, Ryne, and the Warrior of Darkness had brought color to. As the many critters calling this place home scurry and scatter beneath the rays of sun filtered by an expansive canopy, her eyes close, and imagination takes root. 

   Could this be what awaits the once aether-sapped lands? She listens closely to the chirping, the rustling of leaves, and the muffled, distant caterwauling of mysterious creatures. She imagines herself, and Gaia taking a stroll, inserting relatively fresh memories of her dear friend’s voice into her reality.     ‘don’t you think it’s about time we get back, Ryne?’    ‘get back? but we only just started!’    ‘yes. over four hours ago. i’m tired!’     ‘please? just a little longer! another half malm or so!’    Just as she begins to imagine her eventual success over Gaia, there is another much more real voice that snaps her attention away from the daydream. Under the shade of this mighty tree, in the center of heavenly rays, there appears to be a young girl and some form of creature! For a moment, she thinks she sees herself, causing her to lose her footing and stumble over clandestine root.     ❛  Ah !! ❜   FOOMF!

   To fell countless Sin Eaters, and Wardens... and be brought so low by a mere root... it speaks to the measure of balance lost in being brought to such a mysterious realm. With a frustrated whine, she tries to lift herself off of the ground, only to find a limp where once there was steadiness. She winces at her ankle, entirely forgetting about the nearby reflection she swears to have seen.     ​ @pininglight      

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Ryne “Waters” // Final Fantasy XIV: Shadowbringers ☼ she’s that kid everyone thinks is really mature for her age. you know what that means.

☼ parents try not to choose favorites, but she’s probably one of Hydaelyn’s. child of light (:

☼ freedom is still a fresh taste for her, so she’s eager to explore and make memories!

☼ she can wield a blade, and a goddess’ blessing, but please bear with her as she learns how to wield socialization

☼ she’s loyal, and desperate to defend the helpless and protect the people she cares for. 

☼ Shy, but brave, and eager to make friends!

☼ Very curious to learn what it means to really live

☼ Stuffed full of doubt, and familiar with despair... but looks within for the light that guides her

☼  Just. Big hearted child of light, doing her best. Please adopt, and befriend..

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{[ With that there, give me a bit of time to read through all of these new rules and I’ll get the ball rolling on mutuals! Thanks for your patience ilysm. ]}

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Hello!!

Hello Isola!!! It’s wonderful to be here finally! I’ve had a longtime desire to write Ryne, and I’m SUPER excited to get to write her here with you all!  My name is Mikey, and I love writing muses who are like, at least twice as responsible as me. I game a lot, and write a lot! So, here I am... writing about a video game character. If you happen to know about the Kiseki series created by Falcom over in Japan, I’m a HUGEEE fan of that series. Other than that... RWBY, FFXIV, and an assortment of other animated shows and games are what I tend to gravitate towards! It’ll be nice writing and getting to know you all, I place Ryne in your care. <3

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She still has his gunblade. She takes it everywhere with her. ;A;

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