#// but... Hubert decided that he’s just going to be in a bad mood instead

[vonvestra]

He has become a regular fixture in the canteen, a shadow that has remained in one corner for so long that wary eyes no longer check on it. There is little else to do in camp but wait for deployment. And drink the local coffee, which Hubert has found to be the only thing worth the trek into Almyra, despite the way it coils his worry for Edelgard’s safety into a tight, unending loop. Even watching the ever-changing line of soldiers and militia filing in and out through the doors has lost its appeal.

It has been a decade since he has been so lost, and caffeinated restlessness entices him to make the journey to Sreng on his own. Mapping out half a dozen plans for a new escapade occupies his mind for some time, but the memory of his humiliating failure of a rescue all those years ago keeps him seated, tapping a rhythmless beat of helpless frustration against the tabletop.

He hates this. And the crowded hall. And even his own classmates. He watches them contemptuously with eyes made hollow by insomnia.

The guest who joins his table earns only a glance of acknowledgment, and a second one of minimal interest when a servant delivers his order. With his own cup still half-full, he waves away the offer of a refill and looks out again at the ripple of restlessness across the hall. He’s seen the posturing from the locals nearly a dozen times already, and the way his classmates mirror it as if forgetting their noble upbringings. How easy it is to rile them up.

Hubert scoffs into his cup by way of an answer to his new companion’s observation.

“Recruiting foreigners at the last minute? Seems the church really is desperate,” he says to himself, but loudly enough for the other to hear. His eyes slide toward him as he returns his cup to its saucer.

“You’re blindly risking your life for something you know nothing about.” A smirk curls his lips as he nods toward the group of academy students bowing up at the slights thrown toward their goddess. “Hm. Then again, I suppose you fit right in.”

`` war paint in every era » open

          with a gentle clink, dark-colored tea is placed on the table before him, and he lifts his head to nod his thanks, wrapping his hands around the steaming cup. it’s almost too warm for a drink like this, here, but he hadn’t been familiar with anything else that’d been named. best to stay safe for now while he’s still getting his bearings, not out of lack of trust, but in the chaotic whirlwind of the unknown, even something as small as spiced tea is comforting.

          and speaking of familiar…

          he looks over to the small commotion happening near the center of the hall. a group of the local militia, as he understands it — boys roughly around his age and that of most of his new peers — had grown restless waiting, brimming with eager energy. in a way, they remind him of his friends from the war as they joke, pushing each other around, parading bravado in the faces of those from fodlan without realizing it… maybe it’s the youth. it must be, because the zealous light in their faces is foreign.

          blowing a cooling breath over his tea, he continues watching as a few of them break off from the cluster and cross over to the academy students he’s been tasked with overseeing, their chins thrust forward and bearing challenge in their gait. some of the ensuing exchange is audible, but the body language and gestures are enough, even without it.

          a contest. he catches wind of their target’s name — a competition to see who can defeat the beast in the end, he guesses. sety takes a sip from his cup, pleasantly surprised at the strong flavor.

          ❝ it’s good to see some things don’t change much in other parts of the world, ❞ he remarks with concealed humor to one of his new allies sitting nearby. ❝ i’ve only just arrived, so i don’t claim to know much about almyra, or fodlan. ❞ some further snippets of the stand-off drift into earshot — a goad about fodlaners ❛ hiding behind the goddess’ skirts ❜. ❝ i’m out of my element here, ❞ he admits with a shake of his head. ❝ would you tell me what’s going on? ❞

[goldenlionimagines]

How would the FE cast go trick-or-treating? I wonder which of the professors would actually give out candy to them if the students DID trick or treat...? Anyway, just curious about concepts of halloween!!!

I wrote for almost every character. I’m sorry.

Golden Deer

Claude goes out with a basket of eggs and a few rolls of toilet paper. Nobody joins him.

Raphael gets wildly excited every time he gets candy, despite knowing how Halloween works.

Lysithea pretends that she’s not equally excited, but as soon as she’s back in her dorms, she stuffs her face.

Marianne doesn’t say “trick or treat”, she just apologizes after she knocks.

Hilda doesn’t even bother to dress up, simply holding out a bag when the door opens.

Ignatz paints a burlap sack and makes a work of art to carry his candy.

Leonie considers this a waste of time, but the thought of free food makes her change her mind.

Lorenz also finds trick or treating worthless, but this is an opportunity to show off his costume, and he worked too hard to pass it up.

Blue Lions

Dimitri is overly polite when knocking on doors and asking for candy.

Felix bickers with Sylvain about anything he can think of, but he enjoys himself secretly. He also gives all of his candy to Ingrid.

Sylvain flirts with most of the women who open their doors. The doors are slammed in his face immediately.

Ingrid won’t stop eating her candy. Sylvain tries to make fun of her for it. Once.

Mercedes is more ghost hunting than anything else, but the candy is a nice addition.

Ashe regrets walking in front of Mercedes, as he’s forced to listen to increasingly terrifying stories.

Annette tries to cheer him up, eagerly bartering candy and talking over Mercedes.

Dedue lags behind the group, feeling simultaneously awkward and happy to be invited. He has a small smile on his face the entire night.

Black Eagles

Edelgard forms a battle plan, mapping out which houses to avoid and which to got to first.

Hubert stands by her side the entire time; he doesn’t need a costume, the grin he wears is scary on its own.

Petra doesn’t quite understand the holiday, but she enjoys herself. She asks “treat or trick?” at every door.

Dorothea sings her “trick or treat”. She never eats all of her candy, sliding about half to Bernadetta.

If Bernadetta leaves her room, she hides behind whoever she can, refusing to ask for candy or go anywhere near peoples houses.

Ferdinand is just a bit obnoxious when he asks for candy in a booming voice, but he flashes a grin to cancel it out.

Caspar is on a bit of a sugar high, bothering everyone until he crashes, lagging behind and staying very quiet.

Linhardt is at the back of the group, nose in a book or blankly staring off into the distance. He doesn’t bring a bag because he doesn’t want to carry it, content to beg others for candy the next day.

Church

Seteth is in a bad mood; his office was egged by an unknown student, so until he finds the culprit, the door his locked and any knocking is met with a grouchy response.

Flayn is standing outside of Seteth’s office, refusing to let the egg incident get to her. She hands out candy as Seteth grumbles behind the door. Her secret? She’s going to wait until he leaves to “utilize” a roll of toilet paper she’s hidden away.

Manuela is drunk in the infirmary, quietly sobbing into a pillow. She’ll try and hand the students a half empty bottle, but it’ll roll out of her hand before she can grab it.

Alois makes himself cry laughing with the Halloween puns he can use. His bellowing laughter is terrifying when it echoes late at night.

Catherine gives out strips of jerky instead of candy, refusing to support unhealthy eating habits.

Shamir is nowhere to be found. Someone tried to prank her with a centipede in her bed, so she’s decided to leave Garreg Mach for the day, maybe a year.

Cyril has never been trick or treating before, and he doesn’t really see the point in it. He follows along semi-reluctantly, but doesn’t deny that he enjoys getting free candy. He mutters about having so much work to do the entire night.

~Mod Ayama

[sadboyayeron]

Tapping at my Chamber Door Chapter 3

The lady.  Jennifer Hubert judging by the name on the desk plate.  Told them to sit in the chair or bench infant of her desk while she went around then in sat down.  Kevin sat in the chair directly in front of her.  Neil and Andrew took to sitting on the bench on the right side of the wall.  It wasn’t a particularly large space but it wasn’t to small to fill claustrophobic with four people inside.

“So Kevin Day, It is very nice to meet you my husband loves watching you guys play Exy,” She smiled at them and then opened a drawer in her desk pulling out two folders.  “ Now these paper were just printed out today.  One from Nikoshi’s Doctor and another from his psychologist.”  Kevin straightened his back more at that.

“Psychologist?”  She looked up at Kevin.

“Yes, a lot of children in foster care go to see a therapist.  It helps cope with abandonment and makes sure the kids are transitioning well in their new homes.”  She opened one of the folders.  “Nikoshi saw a therapist who recommended him to a psychologist.  He was diagnosed with ADHD/ADD and given medication.  He went through three different medications before he was put on Focalin XR.  His biggest issues are impulsivity, managing feelings, and energy.  There is more information in the folder with getting the prescription at a pharmacy and things to know about his behavior.  He takes Focalin every morning before school, its not needed on the weekends but to long off it isn’t the best idea.  Though if you want him off the medication, if you ever come to adopting him you can do that.”  She looked towards the other two. “Will you two be helping take care of Nikoshi.”

“Yeah we are, is there anything else we need to know.  If he needs a therapist we already got that covered.  We can send her the information.”  Neil replied with a bored tone but 

“Thats good to know, he just saw the doctor last week.  He gained some weight and is now at a more healthier weight then he was before.”  She sighed. “You have to reminded him to eat, he forgets to and he doesn't ask for food.  The foster home he was just at was good with keeping a schedule, he ate, took his meds, ate at school, had a snack at home, soccer practice and then dinner.  He gets distracted and has little habits that cause him focus to much on random things.  The meds take away his hunger also, so it important that he finishes.”  She then closed both folders and stacked them together before sliding them to Kevin.  

Kevin didn’t know how to process that.  This information sounded to familiar.  He always had to remind Riko to eat something.  Riko would go days without eating, or sleeping, or even both.  It got so bad the master had to tube feed him because he past out and didn’t get back up.  Niko always got back up.  He was taken out of his thoughts when the lady, Jennifer stood.  He picked up the folders and got up following Andrew and Neil out the door.  Nikoshi was still sitting in his chair, he was singing his legs slowly and seemed fixated on his hands.

“Nikoshi, these gentlemen here are going to be your new guardians,”  Niko looked up at them.  He got a better look at there faces, now that the glasses were off he could easily recognize who the taller man was with the chess piece on his cheek bone.  He was confused o say the least.  This had to be some sick joke, or a stupid stuPID dream.  He looked at the other too, the screw that littered the red heads tan face and the man with blond hair and black studs.

“Deadass?”  He blurted out suddenly.  Fuck.  He did not mean to blurt that out.  Kevin day looked taken back by his statement and the other too snickered from slightly behind him.  The lady looked horrified.

“Nikoshi thats not how you take to people.”  She said.

“Oh, um... Sorry.”  He tried to say hoping he didn't look like a complete dumbass. “But like aren't you famous or something.”  

Kevin honestly had know idea what to say to that.  He was not prepared for any of this to begin with.  

��Come on kid we have to go to the air port, you got everything. “  Andrew glanced at the trash bag sitting next to him and felt a familiar weight on his chest.  The kid looked at his stuff and back at Andrew and nodded his head.  He grabbed it and stood up.  Andrew could see the resemblances to his trash of a father on the kids face but he could also see Nikoshi as the kid that he was.  He wanted nothing more then to protect this kid.

“Alright it was nice meeting you three and you behave Nikoshi.”  She waved at them before returning to her office.  Nikoshi tried to wave back but he kept his hand close to his side still.  The red head, Neil Josten gave him a small smile and told him to follow then to there rental car.  They went ahead of him but Kevin kept looking back.  When they got in the car Neil was sitting in the back with him. Niko sat behind Kevin while Neil was behind Andrew.  Andrew turned to look at Niko while Kevin pulled out of the parking lot.

“You hungry?”  he asked.  Niko realized he never got to eat breakfast, Kris usually made sure he did because she was told to make sure he stayed at healthy weight.  He was about to say he hadn’t eaten yet but a quick glance at the clock in the front told him it was already 1:14pm.  Instead he shrugged.  He wasn’t hungry, but he also knew that the meds took away his hunger and he should probably eat something.  “Is there anything you would want to eat.”  Yes.  Bacon egg and cheese sandwich.  He didn't voice that though he just shrugged his shoulders again.  Andrew Minyard sighed before looking at Kevin.

“Umm, why don’t we find something at the air port, we haven’t eaten since breakfast so we could eat.”  Kevin told him.  they made eye contact through the mirror but Kevin quickly averted his eyes.  

“Okay.”

Niko decided he did not like Airports. They were overly crowded, had to many security guards, and once they got to the the area with food he did not like that the smells of different foods.  Kevin got him a suitcase where just stuffed his trash bag where he stuffed his trash bad inside of.  He tended to stay close of all three of them but stayed slightly behind.

“Alright Nikoshi, pick a place you want to eat.”  He did not like this.  There was a lot of places to eat.  A lot of places he has never been.  A lot of food he hasn’t tried.  He did not like this choice that was given to him.  When Kevin noticed he wasn’t going to answer his question he sat his eyes on Niko.  Niko did not like this either.  Couldn’t they just pick for him.  He shrugged his shoulders.  Neil and Andrew weren’t surprised but Kevin seemed irritated with him.  He didn’t want to come off as irritating he really didn’t know.  “Thats not an answer.”  He knew that wasn’t an answer but it was the only one he had.  He worried his bottom lip between his teeth and moved his feet side to side nervously.

“Cafe con leech and strawberry pop tarts.”  Niko blurted.  Kevin was bout to say something else but Neil cut him off pointing to a 7/11 that was right next to them on the left.  Kevin didn't like the idea of giving a 10 year old coffee but went with it when Andrew flicked him a look.  Neil grabbed the pop-tarts while Niko followed Andrew and Kevin to make the coffee.  Andrew asked him how he liked it. “Half filled coffee with two spoons of sugar...No it needs to be even with the spoon.  Yes.  And the other half almost all milk and the vanilla creamer for taste.  Yay!”  

This kid is getting excited about Andrew doing his coffee how he likes it, what the hell.  This better not be a coffee addiction he is feeding.  He handed the coffee to the kid ignore Kevin's little frown.  This was the first time he saw the kid smile, besides it wasn’t even that much coffee.  The kid probably just likes the taste of it.  They went to the register meeting Neil who had the pop tart, fruit bowl, chocolate bar, and a sandwich.  Andrew could guess who's was who's.

As they sat in the chairs near where there plain was supposed to be in thirty minutes, Nikoshi swung his legs back and forth as he took off the crust around the pop-tart first.  Siping his coffee after two pieces.  Then he eat the rest of the pop-tart, took a big gulp and did the same thing with the next pop-tart.  Kevin found this behavior odd and familiar.  “Why are you eating it like that.”  Ovisuly was the wrong ting to say because Nikoshi stopped all movement.  He looked at Kevin and shrugged.  The shrugging again.

“I don’t like the criss to I eat it first and like the drink the cafe at the same time so I get all the flavors.  But I don’t like mixing the strawberry with it so I eat that last and then drink more.  My foster mom always gave me Cafe con leche and pop-tarts.”  Niko wasn’t in the mood to eat anymore.  Now he was thinking about it and he didn't want to.  He only had a little bit left and knew he had to finish it or else it would be wasting.

Kevin you are a ass.  He watch Nikoshi shove the rest into his mouth and then chew ever so slowly while looking around.

“Nikoshi have you done any sports.”  Neil leaned forward to look at Niko from where he sat next to Andrew to get a better look at the kid.  Niko looked at Neil and nodded.  He told them about being on the soccer team.  Kevin made a face to that and Andrew gave a tiny smirk.  He explained how he was supposed to be right wing, which is like a midfielder that can play both offense and defense and assist the striker or can shoot in the goal.  He was supposed to be a right wring but he coach always switched him around the field.  He played striker a lot too.  He was the fasts on the time.  Neil smiled at that.  Kevin thought about how good he would be at sexy with his father and mothers genes and quickly tried to shut the thought down.  Nikoshi also explained how he played basketball and baseball for fun with some kids in the area.

Soon it was time to bored the plain.

(So I don't know if Im going to continue writing like this, Ideas pop up randomly so I might just stick to doing that)

This is possibly the last chapter but Im still going to be talking about Niko.  Send me asked about him if you want.

[crackimagines]

Reunion (FE: Three Houses Short Fic)

Edelgard misses someone dear to her, only to be surprised.

(Alternate Take on the Reunion scene, cause I’m a sucker for extra fluff)

Black Eagles, Post-Time Skip

“PROFESSOR BYLETH!” Edelgard shouted out as the Monastery was collapsing.

He had bought his class enough time to escape it while enemy forces were concentrating on him and retreating.

Edelgard wanted to rush back in and save her beloved Professor, but Hubert had to physically hold her back, Dorothea and Ferdinand coming to help.

“Lady Edelgard, you will die if you enter!”

“And he’s going to die if we don’t-!”

Before she could finish, the building fell completely, with Imperial forces beginning to move into the area.

Edelgard’s knees felt weak, a million thoughts running through her head, wanting to at least call out for him, but she couldn’t do it.

She didn’t want to say what anyone was thinking. Instead, she said something to comfort herself for now.

“...The Professor is alive. There’s no way something as simple as a building collapsing would kill him.”

Everyone was silent for a moment, until they all began to chime in.

(Ferdinand) “For once, I agree. We gotta have hope he’ll come back.”

(Caspar) “Yeah, I think so too!”

(Bernadetta) “...R-Right!”

(Dorothea) “I hope he’ll be alright...”

(Petra) “I have wishful thinking, he’ll be all-okay.”

(Linhardt) “I wonder if we will be without him...”

(Hubert) “Come my lady, we...must see to fortifying this position in case of enemy reinforcements.”

Edelgard nodded, and everyone began to move up as a bodyguard detail fell in behind her.

She looked up at the building again, her hope perilously close to fading...

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Edelgard’s eyes opened wide, noticing her breathing was very heavy.

Slowly she got up and held her head, the headache she had was hurting, and her chest was feeling very tight.

“...That dream again.”

It was more of a nightmare, really. A memory she couldn’t escape from.

The room was filled with a somber light, and she decided to dress herself and go on a walk.

Five long years had passed, and not a single sign of their professor had presented itself. Although her hope was fading more with each day, she never wanted to believe he had truly died. There wasn’t any evidence in the Monastery after all. Maybe that’s why she had everyone from the class stationed here. Just in case if he did come back and went to the Monastery, they’d be the first thing he’d saw.

She felt like crying, but no tears came out. Those tears fell out long ago, before all the bloodshed occurred in the name of Independence for humanity. All the former friends she had to kill.

As she put on her armor, she left her room, and strolled down the familiar halls by herself.

Outside the gate...

Two guards were chatting about their patrols and other miscellaneous topics. Hearing the sound of footsteps, they stopped and held their spears at attention, but not drawing it out yet.

“Halt, civilian.” One of the knights said.

“This is a restricted area. You do...not...-”

Both the knights raised their visors on the helmets, and looked at the man before them.

“...By the goddess...”

“Is it...really you?”

The man pulled out a sword they had never seen before, but neither of them drew their weapon out in response. Instead they slid their visor back down and stepped aside.

“Lady Edelgard is making her rounds near the Cathedral. T-Try not to scare her too much, sir.”

“And sir? Welcome back.”

“Thanks.” The man said. He walked up the stairs, causing quite a stir amidst the troopers garrisoned there, not believing their own eyes.

Edelgard stopped in an empty room for a small break, still struggling to get her mind off the nightmare. Everytime she had it, it would stick around for quite a while much to her despair.

Another dark thought came up, realizing what the date was.

“...Today was supposed to be the Millennium festival...”

Five years ago, the class had promised to meet up no matter what happened as a sign of nothing could truly separate them.

It was thanks to this war that had not come to pass.

As she sighed, she heard someone’s footsteps coming up. It wasn’t heavy enough to be one of the knights, nor was it light enough to be anyone from the class. She slowly reached for her axe’s hilt, but didn’t turn around, seeing the shadow of someone approaching from behind.

“Identify yourself, or I will-”

"Sorry to have kept you waiting, Edelgard.”

That voice...

Her heart stopped and she held her breath as she slowly turned around, eyes becoming wide as soon as she heard that man’s voice.

“...P-...Professor...?”

Once she laid her eyes on him, it was her green haired professor in his signature black uniform, albeit was quite dirty.

"It can’t be...! No, this is a dream, or a trick! There’s no way!”

She wanted to believe it was him, but after all that happened, the way he disappeared without a trace? This was clearly an illusion, she thought.

It’s when he smiled, seeing that familiar warmth that had finally broken that line of thought.

“...Today’s the day when all of the Black Eagles were supposed to meet up, right?”

She gasped, not even bothering to hide her shock.

“Heh I...guess I managed to keep my promise.”

“W-Wha...What happened?! We searched high and low for you, but you disappeared without a trace! My teacher, what have you been doing all this time?! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!?”

Byleth had his signature blank stare for a moment until he started rubbing the back of his head nervously.

“I uh...I think I was dead.”

It wasn’t really clear if that was a joke or not, regardless Edelgard began shouting.

“Joking, at a time like this?! YOU’VE BEEN GONE FOR FIVE YEARS, DAMN IT! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW GUILTY I FELT?! YOU TRYING TO THROW YOUR LIFE AWAY GETTING US OUT OF THE BUILDING?! DO YOU KNOW HOW BROKEN OUR HEARTS WERE?! HOW BROKEN MINE WAS?!”

Byleth looked down, not able to meet her eyes. 

Edelgard felt her eyes water, slightly surprised that they were even able to form after all she had endured.

Her voice began shaking, as she became quieter and quieter.

“I...Told myself so many times that I knew you were alive but..but...!”

“Edelgard I’m...I’m so sorry I left you and the class alone for so long.”

She slowly looked up, to see Byleth with a sad smile now. He was speaking as quietly as her, putting a hand on her shoulder.

“I promise, I’m not going anywhere this time. I’ll be right here.”

“Byleth...!”

Without warning, Edelgard grabbed Byleth, and held onto him tightly, afraid that if she even let up a little, he’d disappear again.

Now, the tears began to fall.

“I’m...I’m so happy you’re safe...!”

“Edelgard...”

“Five years, Byleth...Five long years you’ve been gone...It’s been hard without you but everyone’s still here. I made sure none of us died so we can all see you again...!”

He heard slight hiccups as she held him tighter, and in response Byleth hugged her back, gently patting her back.

“...W-We’re...still here...!”

“It’s okay, Edelgard...let it all out, I won’t leave you alone again...”

Five years worth of pain and suffering were let out with those tears she pent up inside her.

Five years of waiting and hope had finally paid off.

Five years later, the person so dear to her, despite all the odds, had finally come back.

Edelgard slowly dropped to her knees as she continued to cry, at this point she didn’t really care if anyone besides Byleth saw her, but fortunately it was only him here.

Byleth knelt down as well, making sure Edelgard wasn’t going to hurt herself by dropping.

The two held each other, the sounds of Edelgard sobbing her pain away were the only thing that filled the halls for quite a long time.

Author’s note:

God I wanted to use this song SO BAD, but I feel like that’d kill the mood considering the whole genre shift, lmao.

I wish this scene wasn’t quite rushed and had time for something like this considering all that happened, but man was it sweet.

[benisasoftboi]

Unorganised thoughts on Silver Snow:

When I finished Golden Deer, I said that it had felt like a more traditional Fire Emblem story than Blue Lions. Silver Snow is that but even more so (though GD is still the most trad-FE cast, IMO)

Having already played those two routes, it felt very much like a whirlwind tour of them both, plus another battle thrown in at the end - a battle that probably should have been harder, but I (completely accidentally) built the bulkiest Byleth imaginable, especially resistance wise, plus high magic - and so, by pairing high defensive stats with Nosferatu, I tanked every attack that came my way 

Gaming, for me, is just doing whatever the hell I feel like, stumbling into good results, and then pretending that I did it on purpose

I spent the whole battle with the Dragon Tales theme song stuck in my head. Kind of killed the mood

I really enjoyed that after wrapping up both the Edelgard and TWSITD plots, they basically Persona 4 you by trying to convince you that the whole game’s done now and all that’s left is to chat with everyone - though unlike in P4, there’s very obviously something left to do because they give you a whole month of prep time, rather than just one day

I felt the same way about this on Golden Deer - none of the characters are appropriately shocked by Rhea’s highly questionable actions 

Also - she says she’s going to explain the whole truth! And she doesn’t! Only the Byleth creation stuff! The other revelations from Golden Deer are missing! Rhea! Why! Are! You! Like! This!

This is actually a problem I have with this game as a whole - they want to keep certain lore and secrets exclusive to certain routes, but it results in every story feeling in some way incomplete. Like, Fates gets a lot of crap, but at least you did get a full story from your half (third? never played Revelation) a game for the price of a whole one. Blue Lions gets the worst of it, I think 

Plus, when you know some of said secrets, it makes characters who refuse to share them in other routes seem weirdly (and sometimes, contrivedly) cagey about things they really do not need to be cagey about. See: Claude refusing to tell Dimitri and Byleth in Azure Moon that he wants to End Racism, and instead vagueing about ‘achieving his dream’. This is not Edelgard wanting to conquer Fodlan and dismantle the entire social structure, Claude, your ideals really are not so controversial that you need to be this coy. Dimitri and I are cool, we getcha 

My one sentence review of the whole game is basically: Great characters, great world building, great gameplay - but really, really frustrating plot structure

I’m also really upset that Seteth does not have a dragon form

Speaking of Seteth, I married him this time around. I mostly decided to do it for laughs, but while Byleth/Dedue is still my number one Byleth pairing, I came to really, genuinely like them together. Seteth is one of my favs, now more than ever

It helps that romancing Seteth feels a lot less... creepy than romancing most of the students. I like Linhardt, but romancing him felt very weird to me because I couldn’t get over Byleth having first known him as a 16 year old under their care. Dedue, for the record, doesn’t elicit this response  because he doesn’t really feel as much like a student to me? Role-wise he feels a lot closer to the knights, and it’s just that he's been enrolled as a student for convenience’s sake, which makes him and Byleth feel more equal than they do with most of the other kids. Helps that he’s also on the older end

Anyway, Seteth and Byleth would be the nerdiest couple ever, is the impression I got from their ending. The confession scene made me laugh in how ‘oh we’ve got a lot of work to do - btw wanna get married? - sweet, now let’s get back to work’ it was. Mark Whitten is a gem

It’s also the the first time I felt like the game was actually shipping me with a main lord (Seteth taking that role in the absence of the box lords on this route). Haven’t done Crimson Flower yet, so no opinion on the Edelgard/Byleth relationship yet, but regarding Claude and Dimitri my (pretty damn controversial, possibly a bad idea to put out there) opinions on them with Byleth are that

Claude and Byleth are platonic bros, regardless of Byleth’s gender. I just don’t get any feeling of romance from their relationship at all, and so pairing them off feels weird (to me, personally - I don’t hate the ship or anything, though)

Meanwhile Dimitri 100% had a crush on his teacher at school, but after more than five years of enduring trauma after trauma, and then half a year of beginning to heal (whilst fighting a war culminating in the execution of his step-sister), Dimitri is nowhere near ready for a romantic relationship. And when he is, I wouldn’t want him with any of the main cast, Dimitri x Village Girl OTP. I guess if it has to be anyone, I’d be okay with Mercedes, maybe Marianne - hell, maybe even Claude - but really, I just want him to get a fresh start. I think that’s the healthiest option for him, in the end

I do think it’s a pairing that could work in an AU where Dimitri doesn’t have any of the experiences he has in canon, though 

And again, this is just my personal reading

I’ll also admit that I may be influenced by the fact that his two most popular pairings are with Byleth and Dedue, who I greatly prefer with each other. Mostly because I love Dedue with all my soul and his ending with Byleth is by far his happiest, in my eyes at least. It’s the only one where he puts some distance between himself and Dimitri and evens out the power balance in their relationship, which makes me happy because oh boy, the Dimitri/Dedue relationship is super interesting and compelling, but also (again, by my reading) all kinds of unhealthy as it’s presented for most of the game - power balance issues like I say, the fact that they tend to indulge, even encourage, each other’s worst instincts and behaviours, mutual guilt complexes - like I say, it’s fascinating, but damn screwed up. IMO, they’re one of the best examples I’ve seen of how unhealthy relationships aren’t always the result of one bad person, and how two good people can end up being very bad for each other

Though it is, again, a pairing I can see working (and actually being incredibly cute) in an AU where they’ve lived less horrible lives

And it’s not like I don’t want them to be friends, I just want them to also develop healthier boundaries and equal levels of respect

oh my god none of this has anything to do with silver snow what am I doing

But hey, speaking of Dimitri - I flip flopped on whether I thought his death was handled better or worse here than Golden Deer. It was given, I felt, more appropriate gravitas, but again suffered from ‘Dimitri’s dead! No, Dimitri’s alive! Oh wait, now he’s dead again’ in like, three successive scenes. And then you see his... ghost? I guess?

Dimitri really seems to get the short end of the stick on routes outside his own. Claude’s non-Deer roles were, in both cases I’ve played, much stronger and more fitting, and Edelgard is Edelgard

Maybe he’ll be good in Crimson Flower. Please. I miss Dimitri mattering. He’s probably my favourite of the three

There’s a point - obviously I don’t fully know Edelgard yet, but from what I got from the White Clouds section, above anything else she strikes me as an incredibly realistic depiction of a slightly edgy, extremely idealistic, but also highly naive and short-sighted teenager

Her whole goal, it seems, is meritocracy. She hates the crest system and the nobility, and she wants to create a system of equal opportunity. I can get behind that, but I really hope she’s prepared to accept the fact that true equal opportunity is basically impossible without recreating The Giver, as inequality is always more complex than one single factor being to blame for everything. Has Edelgard considered other limitations that make true meritocracy difficult to achieve? Has she been working on, say, a comprehensive benefits system? Or is she more of a libertarian type, and so primarily all about negative freedom and removing direct oppression? I hope Crimson Flower goes into detail on this, I’d be genuinely interested to know

I also find it interesting that she gets very angry about the fact that people hurt her and her family as a means to their own ends, so she decides that her own ends are to eliminate the system that lead to that happening - and she doesn’t care who she has to hurt in the process

This isn’t a CinemaSins *ding* plot hole observation, I genuinely think it’s interesting, and not actually that unrealistic

I also suppose her goal is no less naive than End All Racism By Being Nice To People, but Claude isn’t killing and persecuting people in attempt to achieve that, so it invites less scrutiny

I do wonder if I would have felt more strongly positively about her if she’d been my first playthrough. I do believe she’s a person that sincerely means well, and she’s certainly sympathetic, but - hmm. I’ll make my mind up when I finish CF

Anyway, paired endings. A few that I got include Raphael and Bernadetta (by far my favourite Bernie ending so far, seriously, what is that Caspar ending), Shamir and Leonie, which was cute and goofy (as Leonie’s endings tend to be, I notice, I do like that girl), Felix and Dorothea (not my favourite for either, but cute), Sylvain and Mercedes (the same but even cuter), Cyril and Petra (which felt wrong, partly because I love Cysithea a hell of a lot, and also because despite knowing there’s only about a year between them, Petra looks so much older pre-time skip), Ferdie and Marianne (super wholesome and sweet), and Linhardt and Caspar (my boyyyyssss that I refuse to ever separate again)

Not sure what I’m going to aim for on CF aside from keeping those boys together and also Ferdie/Hubert, as I’ve Heard Things

Flayn and Manuela have an A support so I figured they had a paired ending and it turns out they do not, which means Manuela was alone forever and Flayn ran away because apparently she hated having Byleth for a step mother I guess, rude

My Byleth (Myleth?) was prepared to be the best step mother in the history of the world, so offended

I realised ‘Javelins of Light’ is one of my absolute favourite tracks in the whole game. Mostly because it sounds like something out of Danganronpa, which made me nostalgic

I also like ‘Guardian of Starlight’ for somehow managing to sound like a Danganronpa/PMD: Explorers crossover track

I love how out of nowhere the Immaculate One fight is. It really does just feel like they needed something to distinguish the route from Verdant Wind outside of Claude not being around, so they just had a map that was less cool in every way except for the dragon

Is there an explanation for why Nemesis doesn’t show up on this route?

Also - I didn’t mention this in Golden Deer thoughts but I also found that final battle way, way easier than it was probably meant to be because I’d made everyone into a flier and so the floor damage hazard was meaningless

Which I totally did on purpose and not so I could make a stupid joke post about my all-wyvern team 

Anyway, in conclusion, Silver Snow was a good route, I enjoyed it more than I thought I would (I’d kind of thought it was just going to be GD without Claude, which isn’t... totally wrong, but it’s got some other stuff going on too), I liked Seteth getting to have a bigger role, I thought it had the best final boss (if not the best final boss map), and I liked that I got some more Dragon Lore (never a bad thing)

please don’t yell at me for my controversial shipping opinions 

[snowthefirst]

Lunch Date

Hello, everyone! I’m here with my second Edeldetta piece. This time, it’s light-hearted fluff. Takes time during White Clouds, so no spoilers. The fic itself is below the cut. So enjoy, everyone!

Lunch Date: An Edeldetta one-shot

As the future Emperor of the Adrestrian Empire, Edelgard took pride in being able to keep her emotions in check. No matter what happened, Edelgard did not let surprise or fear ever show on her face.

So even though Edelgard was feeling nervous, at least no one could tell… at least that’s what she thought. “Edelgard, is there something amiss?” Hubert asked.

“No, nothing for you to worry about. I am merely going to go eat lunch.” Edelgard answered.

Judging by the way Hubert’s eyes narrowed, he didn’t buy this. For as much as Edelgard valued Hubert, and trusted him with anything, this was one occasion where it would be better if he did not involve himself. “Please, Hubert. I want us to enjoy the time we have at this academy. So take this as my request for you to take time for yourself.” Hubert bowed. “Very well. I will attend to other pending business. I hope you enjoy yourself.”

At the very least, Hubert’s words were sincere. So it was with a smile that Edelgard left towards the dining hall.

* “I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this! I’m going to embarrass myself in front of everyone-!”

“Bern, calm down. Nothing bad is going to happen to you.” “That’s easy for you to say, Dorothea,” Bernadetta said nervously. “You’re so kind and popular. You probably go on da- on da- on da-” Bernadetta couldn’t even say it, and she could feel her face go bright red. At this rate, her entire body would just spontaneously combust.

“Sure, I’ve been on dates before. But you’ve snagged a date with quite the catch,” Dorothea said, winking. “Most people would kill for a chance like this.”

“Oh no! Is that what’s going to happen? I’m going to be assassinated in the dining hall?” Bernadetta cowered underneath her desk. “I don’t want to die!” Dorothea winced. “That was the wrong thing to say. Bern, this is a once in a lifetime chance for you! I know you feel scared now, but you’ll feel worse if you don’t go.”

Hearing Dorothea’s words, Bernadetta remembered how this happened. This morning, she happened to notice that the lunch meal in the cafeteria was a favorite of both her's and Edelgard's. Her legs moved before her brain had a chance to catch up, and she was in front of Edelgard. “Edelgard! Later, if you’re not busy, do you want to have lunch with me?” Bernadetta asked. “I mean, if you aren’t already dining with anyone else! Or want to dine alone.”

“No, I do not believe I’m dining with anyone.” For some reason, Edelgard seemed flustered. “I’ll dine with you. So, I’ll meet you here after morning classes, Bernadetta.” From there, Bernadetta attended her classes, then headed straight to her room, where she screamed into her pillow until Dorothea arrived. “Edelgard is just so strong and amazing,” Bernadatta said to Dorothea. “I admire her, and I want to be more like her.” “How adorable! Oh, but imagine if you managed to capture Edelgard’s heart during this date,” Dorothea said teasingly. “It would make for quite the story! The shy, small Bern wooing the future Emperor-”

“Okay, that’s enough!” Bernadetta said, feeling embarrassed again. “I don’t want to keep Edelgard waiting, so… I’m going to go!”

“Go get her, Bern!” Dorothea exclaimed.

*

As Edelgard walked into the dining hall, she noticed that Bernadetta was entering at the same time. Edelgard could feel butterflies in her stomach as they approached a table.

This is rather silly. Bernadetta is a classmate, and we are sharing a meal because she asked me.

Once they were seated at the table, a member of the staff brought them their meal: Saghert and Cream. The food did have an immediate effect of brightening the mood. “I admit, it is not often that I indulge myself like this,” Edelgard said in between bites. “And to have you for company is welcome.”

“You’re just saying that! I’m terrible company,” Bernadetta said. “Still, I’m glad you decided to humor me.”

Edelgard sighed. “I am not humoring you. I genuinely wanted to spend time with you. We are friends, are we not?”

“Really? We are? I have trouble believing that. You’re so capable, Edelgard!” Bernadatta exclaimed. “And I almost wasn’t able to leave my room to eat with you. I’m pathetic…” “No, I would argue the opposite. Knowing the difficult circumstances that you have endured, I imagine it took a lot of courage for you to do this,” Edelgard said. “That resolve is admirable.”

“A-admirable?!” Bernadetta started blushing. “I mean, it’s true that I really wanted to do this. But, my reasons woud probably be considered selfish.” “Selfish? How-?” Before Edelgard could finish her question, a voice cut in: “Ah, I see you are enjoying a fine meal, my rival!” No, not you! Not now! But despite Edelgard’s glare, Ferdinand seated himself at their table. “I was looking to challenge you to prove my superiority,” Ferdinand said. “I will wait for you to finish, so you are at your best.” “Ferdinand, if you’re going to start with your nonsense, could you at least wait?” Edelgard asked. “Out in the battlefield, your foe won’t-” Ferdinand noticed Bernadetta. “Greetings! If it’s not too much trouble, will you bear witness to our match?”

“Match? Like, a real, violent fight? What if I get caught in the middle? Aaaaahhhh!” Bernadetta screamed.

“Woah, what’s going on over here?” Casper asked, rushing over. Then he noticed the food. “Are we having some kind of eating contest?” “An eating contest? That sounds like an excellent idea, Casper!” Ferdinand said. By this point, Bernadetta was hiding her face in her hoodie.

“Please take this elsewhere! I am eating a meal with Bernadetta, and she wants quiet!” Edelgard’s words were ignored by most people, so she was about to give up. Then she saw Bernadetta, who was looking at Edelgard with wonder on her face.

So Edelgard decided to take a chance- while Ferdinand and Casper were discussing the terms of their eating contest, she grabbed Bernadetta by the hand and lead her out of the dining hall.

*

Once they were out in the courtyard, Edelgard said, “Bernadetta, I apologize. I wanted our meal to be pleasant for you, but instead you ended up being overwhelmed.”

When Bernadetta didn’t immediately answer, Edelgard looked at her- the other girl’s face was bright red, and she was staring at their linked hands. Edelgard felt the butterflies return in her stomach. Partially to distract from this, she asked, “So what was it you were going to say earlier?” “The reason I decided to do this is because I wanted to have time alone with you, Edelgard. I’m sure you have so many important things to do,” Bernadetta said quietly. “If I’m bothering you, I can-” “You are not bothering me.” Edelgard smiled. “Really, I was enjoying my time with you. And I’m glad you decided to ask me to spend time together.” Bernadetta opened her mouth a few times, but no sound came out. For a moment, Edelgard feared that she had fainted. Thankfully, Bernadetta found her voice soon after.

“In that case, maybe we could try this again later! I heard that the dining hall is going to serve Peach Sorbet for dessert,” Bernadetta said, “I’d like to eat some with you.”

“It would be my pleasure.” Reassured that Bernadetta was in a better mood, Edelgard finally let go of her hand and turned to leave. “Wait!” Bernadetta searched for something in her uniform. Then she took out a square of red fabric. “I made this for you.”

Edelgard took the fabric curiously, and unfolded it. This fabric turned out to be the crest of the Black Eagles, lovingly knitted with exquisite detail. Under the crest, Edelgard’s full name had been embroidered.

“This… this is incredible,” Edelgard said, her eyes wide with shock. “This is what I meant earlier, Bernadetta. You are better than you think you are.”

“I’m glad you liked that. Okay, I think I’ve had enough of being outside for right now. See you at dinner!” Bernadetta walked towards her room.

*

Edelgard decided to head to the training hall, and was surprised to see Hubert there. “Hello, Edelgard. I decided to spend my time honing my skills,” Hubert said. Then a small smirk graced his face. “I clearly see that you did enjoy your meal.”

Looking down at the embroidery in her hands, Edelgard said, “Yes, I did. In fact, I could see such occasions happening frequently in the future.”

*

It had taken everything Bernadetta had to not scream into the sky on her way back to her room. Even still, she could feel her fingers trembling.

Dorothea showed up to walk beside her. “So, Bern. Ending off your date with handmade gift. Even I didn’t expect that level of cunning!”

“Dorothea, if I think too hard about what I just did, I’m going to explode,” Bernadetta said in a shaky voice.

“That wouldn’t do at all.” Dorothea put a comforting hand around her Bernadetta’s shoulder. “But seriously, I’m happy for you. You deserve to be happy.” Edelgard is so patient to me. Dorothea is so kind to me. What did I do to deserve them in my life? Even with her heart still beating rapidly in her chest, Bernadetta could feel a small smile on her face. She had Dorothea as a friend. She had her next meal with Edelgard to look forward to later.

Bernadetta found that for the first time in a long time, she was happy with her life.

[lizzykeendsm]

#TheTruthInTheLies #BlacklistRP

Co written by @TomKeenDSM & @LizzyKeenDSM

Tom - ”I never dreamt I’d fall for her or be willing to truly die for her either, but then my life has been full of the unexpected.” -Sitting at his computer grading science project papers he keeps watching her. Lizzy was important not just to Reddington but to /him/ and as each day went by the connection grew stronger. She is the light in a very dark tunnel of lies and deceit. Mulling over different scenarios of how to get her to disappear with him was what was on his mind but how would be do it and keepher trust, when he’d already lied so much to her...-

Lizzy - Woke up by the sound of the neighbours next door. Moving her hand along the mattress to find his place empty. When her eyes spruce open to wonder where Tom would be. Her mind goes wondering if Tom has made it to bed before she fell asleep last night. When she picked up her cellphone to check the time. 05.37 am was being shown on the clock. When Lizzy pulled the bed sheet off her body to get out of bed to go and see if Tim was around the apartment. She exited the bedroom to walking straight into the living room calling out Tom name. Are you here Tom? Checking each room in the apartment with no answer. When she walked back into the kitchen diner. Tom and I were taking things slowly but somehow I gave him a key to my apartment without thinking. Maybe with the long shift, I work. Lizzy Switched on the coffee maker to make some fresh coffee. Her mind was thinking where Tom could be when she noticed on the calendar n the wall that Tom was away on a teaching training course tonight. She slapped herself on the head ”Liz you are idiot forgetting about Tom being away, she was glad she hadn't sent sent out a text to him.

He was in Denver doing a presentation on his latest findings. Maybe it was the stress of the case she has been working on in work when she was just missing Tom. She stood up to walk over to the coffee maker to fill her coffee cup with caffeine that she desperately needed. When she sat her coffee in the breakfast table to get her bag to fill out the file case of ”Raymond Redding” making her way on to the bar tool drinking her coffee reading everything they had on this man. She spends the next hour or studying the man the man Raymond Reddington who has been running from the FBI for the last two decades. This wasn't going to be a case solved overnight when she was due back in the office. In the next half hour.

When she left the file on the breakfast table to jump in the shower quickly to fresh up and do her bathroom business. Coming out the restroom to walk into walking in the closet to put on her black trouser suits with a smart top and sensible shoes. Tieing her hair up in a pong tail. To walk straight back into the kitchen diner. Putting her file back together with her notes, she had made earlier. She held her file sliding back into her bag. Sometimes she wished she could talk to Tom about her work life but she couldn't without breaking protocol. When she picking up her empty coffee cup placing it the sink before leaving Her apartment. When she typed up a text to Tom. ”Good morning, sorry I missed you last night. I hope to see you soon. Have a safe trip home, miss you. Liz.

Tom: -He had indeed graded homework but now he was disappearing into a crowd of people with a target not far away. Her text came in and he smiled, he shouldn't be carrying his regular phone but being separated from her messed with his head to bad so he kept it close, making sure to turn it to mute though. Today he looked nothing like a geeky teacher with glasses, dressed in leather he slipped into the BDSM club following his prey. This should be quick and painless for both of them, bodies moved with lust, and his mindset changed slipping into his role so easily. Standing at the bar he took his overcoat off sure to be in his prey's line of sight. Hubert had a certain type and he'd done all possible to meet that. Hair dyed dark black, blue contact's in he met the man's eyes temporarily then looked away putting on a blush which wasn't easy but years of deep op covers had its perks. Sipping his drink he looked up at the accountant who walked over to him and boldly ran his hand down Tom's chest, leaning in he whispered. "Come with me, I'll make all your dreams come true."

Lizzy - When Reaching the office after stopping by the nearest Starbucks to collect the coffees that everyone likes including her own latte. while carrying a tray of selected coffees for Ressler, Aram, and Cooper. She checked her phone to see if Tom had replied, with a smile on her face just thinking about, before she took a few minutes to switch her mind from him to her job. When she straight into #FBI mood. When he went into the Cooper office to find and catch up with the team to see what she had messed so far in this morning. With the large frame of Cooper, sitting in his desk with his hands across his hands wanting an update on the blacklist and where we were with the Raymond Redmond. Liz passes the coffees around the room as she begins to talk bout Redmond on his adventures of when he was in France. When her cellphone rang she stopped to put her coffee down on Cooper desk to pick up her cellphone with the interruption of a pizza place calling as the caller I.D. She excused herself for a second to take the call.

Tom - -Hubert had been taken out the service entry and put into the awaiting van. Tom had a secure location he’d sat up to do his interrogation and having successfully getting his mark there he cuffed him to the chain link fencing that would be his temporary home.- We can do this the

easy way or the hard way it’s in your hands. I need the back door instructions you added to the Prometheus software program you wrote. -Hubert glared and Tom decided to give him a little taste of what was to come. Flipping the switch on the generator he picked up the batteries cables giving him a little jolt.-

Lizzy - Lizzy had stepped back into the office from taking the phone call from the pizza man. Who's wasn't the actual the piazza man but no other than Raymond Redmond, she couldn't come out to her team that she was in direct contact with him just yet. Since we just starting to work on the cast of the Blacklist and Raymond Reymond. Which will become to have him on handle leash when needing information but not being at his backing call either when he wanted to know where certain drug busts were about to happen. Picking up her coffee and drinking it. Trying to grasp the facts of what she has messed since the call. Listening to the facts around the case of how exactly Reddington was going to be using on this one. When Lizzy had finished her coffee and caught up. When she started to going to get the facts about the blacklist. Ilya Koslov is a former KGB intelligence officer and a childhood friend/lover of

Katarina Rostova

. Also, Ilya is one of Raymond Reddington´s oldest and dearest friends and they seem to know each other since they were children. After Katarina Rostova staged her suicide in Cape May, Ilya helped her disappear. Ilya devised the plan to impersonate Raymond Reddington in order to gain access to the money the Cabal placed in his name to frame him for treason, so they could fund Katarina´s new life. A year later, Ilya was called by Katarina Rostova´s father

Dominic Wilkinson

to a meeting at a cafe in Belgrade. Dom told Ilya that his plan with Katarina didn´t work and informed him that Katarina´s enemies joined forces and formed the Townsend Directive to hunt and kill her. Afraid that the Townsend Directive could harm his granddaughter

Masha

, Dom enlisted Ilya to help him kill Katarina to calm down the Directive and keep Masha safe. Still in Belgrade, Ilya, following Dom´s plan, lured Katarina to an ambush where he and Dom tried to kill Katarina with a car bomb in front of the whole Directive, but they failed and ended up killing her new husband instead. After that, Ilya went into hiding. He started a family and left the life of espionage and crime behind him, though he still kept in touch with Raymond Reddington.

Cooper threading his finger through his hands before standing up. “ Go and get her and bring her in Ressler and Keen”

Within a few minutes, Ressler and keen were heading out of his office and on our way out of the office. To break up the conversation from work. Gessler talked about other things outside of work since their days were long. When Ressler asked, “how was Tom doing?” she simple replied “He's good, I'm just glad he has a boring (Not tell him I said that) and safe Job and is not in the front line with us. “

Tom - -He'd effectively extracted information from his new friend and gave him a dose of medication that would wipe out his short term memory. Leaving him in an alley it would look liked he'd over indulged in his extra curricular activities and none would be the wiser. Paying his information off he got his things packed and ready. His mind on Elizabeth now, this was all necessary to keep her safe.

Lizzy - Arriving at the apartment of ex KGB intelligence office. Lizzy and Ressel knocked on the door and waited with their badge ready for a reply. Since they were here to bring in Katrina Rostona. When their we're voices coming from the apartment but no one was going to answer. Knocking on the door a second time. When Ressel and keen separated. Russell moves away from keen to go and find the fire exit and keen listened through the door. Knowing whoever was in the apartment were making a fast getaway through the outdoor fire exit. When Lizzy stop and pulled out her gun opened the apartment door. “This is the FB” when she entered the apartment checking each room.

Tom - -Boarding a plane he sat back, his mission complete for now he could get back to what he was really meant to be doing "protect Elizabeth".

Lizzy - Lizzy started searching each room of the apartment that seemed to be abandon. When she reached for her weapon sweeping the apartment. When a masked person came at her knocking her down from behind jumping from one the bedroom she hadn't reached. When Lizzy gun fell free from her hand and the attacker and she fought for the gun.

Tom- -Landing at the airport he took his car home and found an empty house. Pretty normal thing considering Lizzy's work, he got cleaned up and started to make some dinner so when she did get home she's have something good to eat.-

Lizzy - Lizzy wrestled with the intruders tacking him when she got to the gun. Using her weapon to hit him across the head and rolled him onto his front with his hands across the back handcuffing him up with her cuffs. You will are coming with me to answer some questions after you have received some medical care for the blood coming from the top of his head. Lizzy had secured his hands with her handcuffs before getting herself as him onto their feet to exit the room to way their way outside to the local police taking him away to the hospital to be examined. When she stopped to phone her partner Gessler. With him on his away back. She had some time while waiting for Gessler she typed up a text to Tom. “Hi babe, I hope you are doing okay. Hope to see you very soon L x”

Tom - -Texting her back.- I’ve made spinach manicotti for dinner a Spanish flan. Beware I may eat it all if you don’t get here soon.

Lizzy - Liz smiled reading his text. When she instantly reply*

Mr keen that's sound like some kind of threat. You know threatening FBI agent could come with consequences even for you Tom. I'll be home to see you very soon. Dinner sound amazing should be there in 30 minutes babe. *Lizzy puts her phone away and wait for zessler to come back to head back to the office to finish up for today.