Aye. The thought is kind but I do know how to handle myself with far less. This isn't exactly the first trial where others expect me to fail.
[really, if she were anyone else perhaps she'd let them have their expectations of failure. but she was made of tougher things that would prove them wrong. imperialist who hated ala mhigans to ala mhigans who hated traitors; they all wanted the same fate out of Fordola. funny that two opposing sides would seem to be united under the same flag of making sure Fordola didn't succeed.
she's about to say more- to tell Yenh that her worries aren't totally misaligned when she notices the hero has fallen asleep. she offers the slumbering hero a soft smile, walking along the cart with careful observation of their surroundings. fully aware of the occasional glare directed at her by their fellow travelers but nonplussed by the ill attention.
it was embarrassing how petty they were being and yet, she persisted.
eventually they stopped for lunch and to give the chocobos a well deserved rest. only then did Fordola bother waking Yenh.]
[ This would be a great time for a dramatic dream, but there’s little more than the usual stressed-out jumble of images and noise and emotion that usually makes up her dreams. The carriage stopping and Fordola’s presence both alerted her to start waking up. Her eyes flutter open and slam shut against the light outside the covered part of the wagon. Easing them open again, her mind rushes to gather information about the world around her as quickly as it can. Danger? No, nothing like that. Yenh glances up at the sky to check the time. ]
I take it I missed very little. [ She yawns and plucks her glasses off so she can rub the sleep from her eyes. ]
Edited (I TYPOED THE SAME WORD IN TWO DIFFERENT WAYS) 2018-03-06 01:29 (UTC)
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[really, if she were anyone else perhaps she'd let them have their expectations of failure. but she was made of tougher things that would prove them wrong. imperialist who hated ala mhigans to ala mhigans who hated traitors; they all wanted the same fate out of Fordola. funny that two opposing sides would seem to be united under the same flag of making sure Fordola didn't succeed.
she's about to say more- to tell Yenh that her worries aren't totally misaligned when she notices the hero has fallen asleep. she offers the slumbering hero a soft smile, walking along the cart with careful observation of their surroundings. fully aware of the occasional glare directed at her by their fellow travelers but nonplussed by the ill attention.
it was embarrassing how petty they were being and yet, she persisted.
eventually they stopped for lunch and to give the chocobos a well deserved rest. only then did Fordola bother waking Yenh.]
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I take it I missed very little. [ She yawns and plucks her glasses off so she can rub the sleep from her eyes. ]