Koko has started a new journey because the person leveling her (me) hates caster classes, I dont know what I was thinking other than I wanted her to be able to blow things up in firey awesomeness. Shes so happy to be a Lancer now, they even put a pink flower over the door for her (and no she is not going to care if you tell her it’s for the holiday, she IS the holiday damnit).
Also I had to write a little something to show how she decided to do this. Salix was borrowed from @cinlat and it’s also super important that @tishinada hear about the hijinks Koko got up to while Zas wasn’t around.
Pointy Ideas.
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Koko groaned and slumped in her chair, staring up at the ceiling. When she dreamed about being an adventurer as a child she thought about weidling powerful magic spells and kicking bad guy asses. What she did NOT dream about was spending all her free time reading book after book to learn said magic. Thinking of all the books lining the walls of the Thaumaturge Guild Hall made her shudder in horror.
Books had never been Koko’s friend. She got distracted easily, lost her spot on the page unless she followed her fingers and sometimes the letters seemed to be all jumbled around. She’d managed to eke her way through the basic schooling her small village had provided, but little of that focused on letters and reading. She had a drive and motivation to do the work but all the reading was making her head spin, and not in a fun way like her favorite mead did.
Sitting up and pushing the book she had been trying to read away, Koko found her eyes drawn to the lance leaning against the corner of the room. Salix had once been a Lancer but the boy wasn’t cut for it, by his own admission, and now preferred the healing Scholar arts. Seeing him switch jobs, and being so much happier for it, made her wonder…
Could she do that too?
This wasn’t a new feeling. At first she had been so excited to learn the Thaumaturge arts, she could create fireballs! With her hands! It was amazing. Everything she had ever wanted. But now it all felt so complicated and overwhelming.
Studying as a Thaumaturge had made her hesitant to pick up any other spellcasting jobs and the healing arts didn’t interest her either. But that lance gave her ideas. Pointy ideas. The longer she stared at the lance and thought about it the bigger her grin grew.
Unable to restrain herself any longer she asked across the room and grabbed the lance. It was sized for Salix who obviously was much taller than her. It was heavy, especially at the top where the blade was and she staggered a few steps backward before finding her balance.
Koko turned the lance a few times, spinning the wood in her fingers. It would take some practice to get used to its side but Koko was sure she could manage. Remembering how she had seen Salix use the lance she decided there was no better time than now to start her new career.
-------- Several minutes later --------
The jarring sound of break glass made Salix look up from the papers on the Adloquium spell he had been studying. He wanted to get the healing spell committed to memory as soon as possible. Life in Eorzea was getting more and more dangerous everyday and he wanted to know he could protect his family.
More glass broke in the main room and he shot to his feet. Koko had been pouring over what she called her “Fire Makin’” books when he had come upstairs to do his own studying. He had learned when he first started pursuing the Scholar arts that they could not study together. Koko was easily distracted and, in turn, would find wants to distract him and soon neither had learned anything.
But even for Koko breaking things while trying to study was unusual.
He was at the door in seconds but hesitated before opening it. He had learned the hard way that rushing into a room tended to surprise the small woman and had no desire to dodge fireballs today. Slowly he opened the door, peering through the crack as the main room became visible.
Koko had a talent for surprising people, she seemed to take great joy in jumping out of small spaces or high up hidey holes to shock people. Salix knew this, had come to expect it, but nothing had prepared him to see her clumsily swinging his lance about. It was almost two feet longer than him, the length customized to match his stature, and for a person who was just about three feet tall it was an almost comical sight.
Almost because the glass and broken ceramic pieces on the floor were increasing with every swing.
“Koko what are you doing?”
Koko stopped mid-swing and grinned widely at him. “Magic sucks. I’m gonna stab things!”
Figuring that was all the explanation he was going to get with how excited she was he didn’t question her sudden change in career paths but motioned to the floor. “Maybe you should stab things outside where things are less breakable?”
She tilted her head to the side for a moment and then looked down. Surprise showed plainly on her face. “Did I do that?”
Hoping it was safe to move closer now, Salix stepped into the room. “I think so.”
“Oops,” Koko said, looking at him, then the mess, then longingly at the lance in her hand. “I guess I need to clean it before I can take this outside.”
Salix crouched down and smiled at her. He hadn’t been sure he’d like the energetic Lalafell when they met, she was so chaotic, but she certainly kept life from being boring. “How about I help you clean it up and then show you some of what I learned when that was my lance.”
Koko’s eyes went wide and he barely had any time to prepare himself before she dropped the lance and launched herself at him, knocking him down into the mess on the floor in her haste to hug him.
“Thank you thank you thank you!” Koko cried as she squeezed him as tightly as she could.
Salix grimaced, not from the hug because Koko had made sure he was getting used to those, but the feel of glass poking into his backside. He was going to need those healing spells much sooner than he had anticipated.
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