#I miss the job quest NPCs...but also I think DNC and BRD should've had a bit more

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FFXIV Write Day 26 - Zip

Note: This may not be about any specific WoL beside it being a male WoL but I am writing this with my usual catte boye in mind. Please do enjoy if you picture your own WoL that might also be a dancer.

Post-Endwalker

Zip : to move, act, or function with speed and vigor : energy, vim

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Laughter fills the place, there’s the sound of music accompanying the rhythmic steps of a figure on stage — his moves are fast and calculated, his face is covered with a veil that does nothing to stop the whispers among the patrons of Mehryde’s Meyhane asking about who the dancer was.

To the sides, Ranaa Mihgo cheers alongside Miss Nashmeira — a clear indication that Troupe Falsiam is making a stop at home for once, and when people come closer to ask, the young miqo’te doesn’t hesitate for a second before announcing that this is a special performance.

Miss Nashmeira wants to scold her overexcited pupil — but for once, this is fine, so she turns to explain, “The dancer on stage is one of my two best pupils…since it had been a while since I allowed him to go without being linked to our troupe…I decided to test if he has been practicing and, of course, asked for the blessing of the establishment to put on a small show…”

Ranaa Mihgo can’t help but sigh, her hands going to her hips as she seems happy and a bit taken aback, “I promised next time I was going to be much better and yet, he keeps beating me…at this rate he will be called a flower far more than me!” At the joke, some of the patrons who are within earshot can’t help but laugh.

A chakram flies and Ranaa is able to catch it with her hand, raising an eyebrow towards the star of the stage — looking how the weapon had been sent towards her in something akin to an invitation, and before she can even turn to look at their formal tutor on the arts of dancing, she is already being pushed forward. “Dance. You’re being invited and it would be rude to reject him…”

Upon the stage two figures dance, like a battle and like two friends who haven’t met each other in too long — there’s an edge of danger with every little throw of the round blades but also a inherent trust only a fellow dancer could feel next to someone they understand.

The Meyhane is filled with nothing but awe, the sound of clapping and the music fills the hearts of everyone present as they forget whatever woes their days brought, they enjoy the moment, they’re filled with nothing but the happiness and joyous melodies of the music and their eyes fixed upon the pair that dances in front of them — showing them all more than just a dance, than just a show…

Proof that even after the darkest night comes the brightest morning and enjoying life is never wrong. For the two dancers enjoying their moment are well aware that they have the power to bring hope to the people — one may only have her dancing, but the other, oh, the other knows this and more…and will make sure to turn the wheels of Dynamis towards positive energy whenever possible.

After all — healing the soul is also his job.