“Is that…is that your starship?” Stormy asked, her voice giddy as she clapped her hands despite their circumstances.
The Commander nodded with a small smirk. “Yeah, she can hear us. That’s good…”
Anafenza tilted her head in confusion at this. While the Commander tried her communicator again, she turned to Stormy. “’She’ can hear us? That sounded like a man on the other side?”
“She meant the ship can hear us. Ships are always girls.”
“Ships…are always girls.” Anafenza blinked a few times but shrugged. “I assume this is an Earth thing?”
Stormy shrugged. “I suppose it is. Sorry if that’s confusing.”
The Commander groaned in frustration. “There’s too much interference here, and we can’t get far enough away from the tree to cut through.”
The other two women turned to look. Sure enough, as the Commander had implied, the cavern was smaller now, an odd gray nothingness taking the place of the stone walls around them.
Stormy snapped her fingers, then beckoned for the badge. “Gimme.” The Commander and Anafenza hesitated, not understanding what she meant. Stormy huffed, beckoning for the device again. “It’s simple, right? How do you cut through interference if you can’t build a better transmitter?”
The Commander squinted, her thoughts racing. “Change the frequency?” When the other woman simply nodded, as if coaxing her to keep trying, the Commander shrugged and shook her head. “Um, more power? I don’t –“
Stormy snapped her fingers again and grinned, interrupting. “More power!” She held the device in her hand, and Anafenza saw threads of electricity start to wrap around her arm, snapping and crackling as the woman manipulated the environment around them. As she watched, a thick fog began to form above them.
Stormy looked up to the Commander. “Ready?” When the other woman nodded, Stormy grinned. “Here we go!” She concentrated a burst of electricity right into the device, then tapped it, eliciting the chirp again.
The Commander practically leapt forward, enthralled by the woman’s powers and forgetting for a moment to speak once the device was activated. “St. Peter to Rafale! How do you hear us now?”
There was a curse on the other end of the transmission. “Prophets! LOUD and clear, Commander, how do you read?”
“Same, Rafale! I’m trapped in a collapsing pocket dimension with two other people, are you able to locate us with the signal from my commbadge and my tricorder?”
“Standby…” There were more voices in the background now, as more people began to talk over one another. Anafenza struggled to hear them all, until finally the first man came back onto the channel. “We’re locked onto the tricorder now, but there is still a large amount of interference. Whatever you labeled it when you scanned it – ‘aether?’ – it’s masking your signal. Sensors are picking up three faint life signs but they’re all registering as you.”
The Commander shook her head. “Yeah, it’s a long story, but you’re picking the three of us up just fine. You can’t transport through the interference?”
“We’re having trouble getting a positive lock…”
Anafenza shrieked then, pointing. “Jess, look!”
Both women looked up, then to where the auri was pointing. The Commander gasped. “Rafale, we have a problem! The dimension is collapsing faster than before!”
A female voice broke through then. “I just picked up a massive disturbance in your tricorder readings, Commander! The link we created here is punching a hole through your dimension and causing it to destabilize at an exponentially faster rate.”
“You can’t get a lock, Nizeri?”
“Negative; M’Ral is coming up with a plan but we can’t make it happen in the next ten seconds. Cut power; use your tricorder to send data bursts. We’ll send you a message when we have a good idea what to do on our end. I’m sorry, ma’am!”
The Commander looked at Stormy, then swatted the communicator badge out of her sparking hand.
The grey Nothingness slowed its progress consuming the cavern, and the women all let out the collective breath they’d been holding. Stormy shook her head. “Now what?”
Anafenza spoke up instead, certain of the answer. “We come up with a way to get out of here.”
The Commander nodded. “Boosting the signal definitely helped, but we need a quick solution. While they work on a way to lock onto us, it would help to make it easier for them.”
“A beacon of some sort,” Stormy said, and the Commander nodded.
Anafenza looked at the other women. “If the aether is causing the interference, what if we gave your ship a way to better navigate the flow of it to find us?”
“Not just a beacon, but a map?” The Commander tapped her chin and nodded. “How would we do that?”
“My linkpearl.” Anafenza brought her hand up to her horn, feeling for the small jewel embedded there. “It uses the flow of aether to communicate; your ship could use the flow the linkpearl uses to break through the conflicting aether here and find us easier.”
“That just might work,” the Commander said. “Alright…let’s get to work, ladies.”
Hello! If you’re an active Final Fantasy XIV blog (roleplaying, aesthetic, etc.) could you please reblog this post? It’ll serve as a reference point for people who are looking for new blogs to follow to see who is active from February 11th and onward!
B A S I C S
Name: Anafenza Tetheros, Ejinn
Nickname: Ana
Age: 23ish
Nameday: 6th Sun of the 5th Umbral Moon
Species: Au Ra Xaela
Gender: Female
Orientation: Asexual
Profession: Member of the Ebon Watch, Protector of the Ivory Tower
P H Y S I C A L A S P E C T S
Hair: Dyed bright pink; naturally black
Eyes: Black, with gold limbal rings; recently a very dark, almost black, purple...
Skin: Grey
Height: 5′ 4″
Weight: 115 ponz
Tattoos/scars: Tattoos: One on inside of each forearm, in doman script. Right arm says “Hear, Feel, Think” while left arm bears the inscription “In darkest night, I fight for the light.” Third tattoo is on back, upper left shoulder blade (over her heart), Tetheros family coat of arms. Scars: One, (and only one now), very new. Left side of body, running from upper thigh, up her side, and ending just below her neck. Scar is covered with bony scales, and winds and twists like a vine...
F A M I L Y
Siblings: Adopted brothers, Aruktai and Kiratai. Adopted sister, Llaine Tetheros.
Parents: Presumably still alive in Othard. Father figure in Sasaneco, current owner and operator of the Carbuncle Caravan.
Grandparents: Still in Othard, though more than likely deceased by now.
Misc Relatives: Many still in Othard (Ejinn tribal family)
Pets: None.
S K I L L S
Abilities: Swimming endurance and strength; ability to learn new skills exceptionally quickly
Hobbies: Reading, swimming, baking, adventuring, snuggling, swimming
T R A I T S
Most Positive Trait: Outgoing and positive
Worst Negative: Insecure and needing to prove her worth
L I K E S
Colors: PINK!
Smells: Berries
Textures: Leather, metal
Drinks: Green tea, Rolanberry tea, sake, honey liqour
O T H E R D E T A I L S
Smokes: No
Drinks: Yup
Drugs: No
Mount Issuance: Yes
Been Arrested?: No...well technically now, I guess...
Tagged by: @little-purple-thundercloud <3
Picture thanks to @sessionzeroart <3 <3 <3 Thank you so much
STATIC
You need to find a way to move forwards, otherwise you will never change. There are too many desires that you are keeping locked away. The world around you is closing in and you need to push back. Remember what you wanted and make it happen. It is never too late. You are more powerful than you think.
>> Take the test here. <<
Tagged by: @little-purple-thundercloud. <3
❤ + ☕ “Hi, Ana! I hope you’re feeling better... you know. You probably need a hug more than I do.” L'yhta then reaches back, trying to catch the xaela in a reverse hug while simultaneously brushing her cheek gently, affectionately against her horn.
Ana nods a little, giving the purple-haired mage another quick squeeze before releasing her. “I’m doing…alright, I suppose. Miss Kerin suggested I stay busy doing worthwhile things, and to write letters to myself to try…sorting everything out in my head. I’m doing ok. Just ready to…get back out and do something productive to help the situation, instead of cowering in the Tower.” She frowns. “I’m sorry I missed the…um…night at the cliff the other day. Did you have a good time at least?”
((Thanks, @little-purple-thundercloud! This is fun! :) ))
Wicked white, even after five turns this thing is still here. Guess it’s only been a moon, proper, here, though. But I was gone for so much longer...time passed me by and no one is the wiser. I couldn’t be alone. I’d been alone for five bloody years with that maddening pixie and now that I was home...I thought I could belong again. After tonight I don’t belong anywhere again. He didn’t love me, and I couldn’t just stop. Now his...fiancé is angry with me again, Suzume won’t speak or look at me again (I don’t think she even knows what is happening, just that her Khala hates me). And Mercer... I didn’t know he saw me. I didn’t know it was killing him. He kept opening up to me. Kept making me feel safe. That’s why I loved him. It’s why I wanted to be with him. I don’t. Not now. Not anymore. I’m not part of that family. And I don’t want to be in the Tower family as long as... I will not take the oath. I thought I would. I was ready to, before Sasari returned. I don’t want to be in this family anymore. Hells...I want to go back to Eo Aenc now. At least I had fun in Il Mheg No more. I just want to be done.
That is Ana completely. Romance isn’t off limits...and she loves to be close to people
And I don’t mean no romance. I just mean literally no literal sex. Rp all the romance!
I just want to sleep sleep forever. drift off with the waves as they meet the shore where I lay...lie...gods i hate this language. nothing but words. words don’t fix people. i know i shouldnt feel this way but i have been so broken down and crumpled up that i dont know how to feel otherwise. and its all still my fault. im still the one to blame. Im still the one too selfish to pay attention to those around me how can I even begin to look at them and see their feelings and hurts when all I can see are mine. standing out in such sharp relief in front of me, as if the sun was pouring through an open window behind them so that all I could see was their forms. I can’t feel, I can’t think, I can’t hear anything in this pit. Im sorry. Im sorry Im not strong enough on my own. i hope Hipper’s solution...
reblogging for future reference...looks awesome!
Find the right place to write your novel…
Nature
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Blizzard from cave
Blizzard in road
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Office
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Street market
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Trailer with rain
Tent with rain
Jacuzzi with rain
Temple
Temple in afternoon
Server room
Fishing dock
Windmill
War
Fictional places
Chloe’s room (Life is Strange)
Blackwell dorm (Life is Strange)
Two Whales Diner (Life is Strange)
Star Wars apartment (Star Wars)
Star Wars penthouse (Star Wars)
Tatooine (Star Wars)
Coruscant with rain (Star Wars)
Yoda’s hut with rain ( Star Wars)
Luke’s home (Star Wars)
Death Star hangar (Star wars)
Blade Runner city (Blade Runner)
Askaban prison (Harry Potter)
Hogwarts library with rain (Harry Potter)
Ravenclaw tower (Harry Potter)
Hufflepuff common room (Harry Potter)
Slytherin common room (Harry Potter)
Gryffindor common room (Harry Potter)
Hagrid’s hut (Harry Potter)
Hobbit-hole house (The Hobbit)
Diamond City (Fallout 4)
Cloud City beach (Bioshock)
Founding Fathers Garden (Bioshock)
Things
Dishwasher
Washing machine
Fireplace
Transportation
Boat engine room
Cruising boat
Train ride
Train ride in the rain
Train station
Plane trip
Private jet cabin
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Airport lobby
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Medieval city
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Titanic first class dining room
Old west saloon
Sci-fi
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Cyberpunk street with rain
Futuristic server room
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Futuristic rooftop garden
Steampunk balcony rain
Post-apocalyptic
Harbor with rain
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City ruins turned swamp
Rusty sewers
Train station
Lighthouse
Horror
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Haunted road to tavern
Halloween
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Asylum
Creepy forest
Cornfield
World
New York
Paris
Paris bistro
Tokyo street
Chinese hotel lobby
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Asian night market
Cantonese restaurant
Coffee shop in Japan
Coffee shop in Paris
Coffee shop in Korea
British library
Trips, rides and walkings
Trondheim - Bodø
Amsterdam - Brussels
Glasgow - Edinburgh
Oxford - Marylebone
Seoul - Busan
Gangneung - Yeongju
Hiroshima
Tokyo metro
Osaka - Kyoto
Osaka - Kobe
London
São Paulo
Seoul
Tokyo
Bangkok
Ho Chi Minh (Saigon)
Alps
New York
Hong Kong
Taipei
“So if we don’t find a way out of this…we go back to our homes, yeah?”
The Commander shook her head. “No, I don’t think that’s how it works.” She looked around the small cavern, then turned to look at the dark tree in the center. “This dimension will just continue to shrink until it completely collapses in itself.”
“And if we’re inside, we just…disappear.” Anafenza stated this as a matter of fact, to which the Commander nodded in confirmation. She swallowed the lump in her throat. “Ok…how do we get out then?”
The woman shook her head. “Maybe it’s as easy as just finding a portal of some sort…somewhere that connects directly to our dimensions. Otherwise? I…really don’t know.”
Stormy was standing closer to the tree. She reached out to it, fascinated by the clouds of dark fog roiling off of it. “What is this?” She turned to the other women, then looked at Ana. “You said you recognized it? It represented your soul?”
Anafenza nodded. “I…have seen it before in dreams, yes. I had taken to interpreting it as my life force, my soul. The vines…are the curse I bear, choking out my life, taking control.”
They gathered around it, looking at the massive trunk that reached to the top of the cavern, branches spreading outward just before hitting the ceiling. “How poetic,” the Commander commented, pulling her scanning device out again. She waved it around the tree, frowning. “I…am not picking up anything except…an energy that my tricorder can’t identify. I can successfully scan the rocks in the cavern and the two of you but this…it’s as if it’s not even there.” She snapped the device shut again before reaching a hand out to feel the tree. Stormy did likewise, though Ana stayed away from it, as scared as she was of it. “It’s cold,” the woman commented, feeling the solid surface of the tree beneath her hand.
Stormy pulled away and turned again to Anafenza, crossing her arms over her chest. “Something still isn’t adding up.”
The other women looked at her curiously, waiting for her to continue.
She motioned to the Commander. “Both of us are ‘Jessica St. Peter.’ We look nearly the same, we have nearly similar histories, abilities, quirks, personalities. But why are we all here? If this pocket dimension was formed because we all have something in common, then why, specifically, are you here, Anafenza?”
Anafenza winced, and shied away from the girl’s withering gaze. “I…I don’t know. I knew a woman who called herself Jessika at one point…Jessika Saphir. Her real name was Jessielle though, I think.”
The other two Jessicas looked at one another and nodded. “It’s a start.” Stormy turned back and pressed more. “Why did she use a false name, do you know? Were you close to her?”
Anafenza bit her lip and shook her head. “I…don’t know all the details. I know her family had been accused of…heretical activities in her home city of Ishgard, and they fled to avoid being killed. Her house – Vingesang – doesn’t even exist anymore because of it.”
“Vingesang?” The Commander looked puzzled. “That’s…an odd name.”
“Familiar sounding, yeah,” Stormy commented. “French?”
“It sounds like it, yeah,” the other woman confirmed with a nod.
Anafenza just shrugged. “It is an Ishgardian Elezen name.”
“Another race on your world?”
Anafenza nodded. “Tall, long-limbed, pointy ears. Very regal.”
Stormy smirked, before looking at the Commander again. “My French is not that great; my JD has been trying to teach me but, sadly, I haven’t picked up too much. Do you know what it means?”
The Commander shook her head, but instead pulled out her tricorder, tapping a few buttons, and then repeated the word, “Vingesang.” She held out the device’s screen for Stormy and Ana to see. “Vine of Blood…Bloodvine?”
Stormy recoiled, her eyes wide, and stared at Anafenza. “You have got to be kidding me…Bloodvine?!”
For as surprised as Stormy was, Ana was equally confused. “You…know this word?”
Stormy nodded slowly. “It was…the name of the boarding school my…my girlfriends went to, in the Isles. The Bloodvine Academy.”
The Commander laughed, smiling bright. “There’s one connection, then. Bloodvine, and this other Jessika. But that doesn’t explain why you’re here, Anafenza. Were you two lovers?”
Anafenza shook her head. “No…I hardly knew her. I…I mean…” She fidgeted, fretting over telling these women the real reason why a third Jessika wasn’t here with them. “It wasn’t my fault! My mind was taken over, I couldn’t stop myself!”
The Commander nodded slowly, her eyes showing she was putting the dots together. Stormy, however was having a harder time. “What did you do, Ana?”
“I killed her,” Anafenza admitted flatly, and she winced to see Stormy pull away from her, eyes wide, electricity dancing across her fists. “I was trying to kill someone else and…Jessika was in my way. And I killed her for it. This was…years ago.” Ana wiped her eyes, feeling more tears come out of shame.
Stormy looked to the Commander, then back to Anafenza. “Are you here to kill us too, then?”
“Jessiy!” The Commander chastised her, moving towards Anafenza. “She’s just as confused as we are about all this…And she was being brainwashed to do it.” Still she looked to the auri girl with a slight hesitation. “You’re free now, right?”
Ana nodded, and the older woman moved closer to embrace her. “Alright…so another connection, albeit tenuous. But even then, you shouldn’t be here with us. But you have to be the key to this; what else are you not telling us, Ana?”
Stormy took a deep, calming breath. “Why is she the key?”
The Commander motioned with a nod of her head to the tree in the center of the cavern. “I don’t recognize that, do you? She did; it’s tied to her. There is something that binds all three of us together, and it’s obviously not just our names or histories. This third Jessica had a connection to us through ‘Bloodvine,’ what else could there be I wonder? Anafenza has to be the key to this.” She ran her hands softly through the auri’s hair, comforting and soothing. “And I think, if we can begin to understand how we all fit together, we can understand how to leave this place before we die here together.”
I got another art! It turned out so great, thank you again!
pride doodle for @stormscream i completed the other day & almost forgot to share! a bit slow due to IRL reasons, but i’m still doing these for pride!