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dps parser ([personal profile] parser) wrote in [community profile] dpscheck2018-03-03 09:57 am

open post (march 2018)

open post
songbirds! songbirds!
In honor of the newly-opened FFXIV RP Discord server, here's an open post for all you DWRPers to post characters, mingle, and tag each other!

Seriously, post whatever you want. Empty toplevels? Open starters? Starters closed to specific people? It's all good — just enjoy!
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sorry for the wait ;_;

[personal profile] karmaisapitch 2018-04-19 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
With how meticulous Felih was, it felt like such a shame some circumstance or another would quickly ruin his work by propelling her into another fight. Regardless of that, Fi would make the most of this. He gets a gentle laugh out of her. It was true that despite whatever negative thoughts clouded her mind with uncharacteristic insecurity, she needed this.

"You are always running around helping and healing folk, eh? Me, well, I'm not one for spell casting." Not that she doesn't do the same in the end. How Felih chooses to run his life isn't much of her concern, despite her words, but she'll reap the benefits.

The idea of free time stumped her. It felt like so long since she last had any of it. It even took her a moment to come up with a response, playing off her hesitation with a thoughtful hum.

"I was once part of Ul'dah's Weaver's guild," Perhaps not the best thing to remember as her tone dropped, but she continued. "And I used to sing in my younger days." Before a rock took control of my life, sits in the back of her mind. "Still do, in fact. Have quite a talent, I say." One she felt a genuine thrill about from the subtle yet noticeable positive shift in her voice. They call her the Dragoonsong.
seasoflight: (playful)

it's no problem!! i was busy dying bc of irl stuff too, i don't mind ;u;

[personal profile] seasoflight 2018-04-21 11:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Felih laughs a little as he continues his work, massaging her hands and wrists, before getting to work on tidying up and tending her nails. "Well, it gives me something to do. There are few places that are in no need of a healer, unfortunately," he says simply, "And I'd rather heal where I can. Though my magics can easily rend enemies asunder, I find myself better suited to aiding those already wounded."

But as she recounts her old hobbies, his ears perk up considerably, tail suddenly puffing up as he grinned. "A fellow songbird? I would be glad to hear you sing sometime. I used to make my coin singing, before I found myself swept up here," he says with a laugh. "And I do like to weave, myself. To make mine own attire saves me some trouble, and it makes sure I always wear something flattering." He purrs, vain as ever, always concerned about his looks.

irl is a butt

[personal profile] karmaisapitch 2018-04-25 03:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, if you've the talent for it," Fi's inflection implied the end of the statement, 'You may as well put it to use.' Talent for healing, or her talent for melee or her destructive reign in battle otherwise. Such is life.

Her posture shifts slightly, from the minor slouch she had at mention of her regretful past with the Weaver's Guild to an upright confidence, at his reference to his last means of earning being singing. It was a life she once lead, one she knew well. She smiled at the common ground but her pose was the preface of a woman about to issue a challenge.

"What a coincidence, I used to do the same. Lucrative enough, it was for me. " 'Fact, I gave the lot I sang for the best show they'd ever seen." She is grinning quite a bit, speaking as if it should be common knowledge how good she was. "More than a few folks said so themselves. Wouldn't mind showin' it off again." She added just to reinforce the point. Maybe not everything needed to be said as a challenge, but it made things more fun.
seasoflight: (flirt2)

I just finished two hell weeks for finals OTL but now I'm free again!

[personal profile] seasoflight 2018-04-30 12:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Felih grins then. "Agreed- may as well make use of the gifts we have. No point in letting things go to waste- not when you never know how much longer you'll be able to make use of them."

When he notes the small challenge in her words, though, a little purr kicks up in his chest, tail wiggling playfully as he continues his work on her nails. "Is that so~? Well, if that's the case, we ought to both give them a show one of these days. Lift the spirits, get everyone carousing. See who can get the most up and dancing," he says.

"I know the lucrative business of performing- sometimes I miss it. Mayhaps we could have fun with it together again."