Unfinished Stories

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Final Fantasy XV - OC insert

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Ffxv Chapter 1 Rewrite

Deep breaths, Elyzanae. Calm. Remember, this is just the King. No, not the king but your friend's father. Well, no, not friend. This is just Regis, not King Regis. The one that always laughed at your jokes when you were little. Yeah, that's him. A woman stated calmly through her head as she took deep breaths. Breath in. … Breath out. Relax, you've got this. She reminded herself. The woman looked at the large door, taking note of the woodwork on it. The door had the color dark chocolate, and it was lined with gold as borders. In the middle of the door bore the family Crest of the Lucian family. Crest of a golden skull with a feather like feature coming out of it's back side of the skull. Behind said skull is a three fourths of a circle sticking out. Elyzanae took note of the Crest before breathing normally once more.

The woman clutched her fingers and gulped down her anxiety, only for it clamber it's way back up. No matter what she does, it will come back. “Y'know, standing in front of the door is not helping. You shouldn't be late to an departure. Especially since it is the prince's.” A male voice stated, grabbing the woman's attention. Elyzanae turned her stormy grey gaze to her right, meeting the gaze of pale white gaze. Her eyes flickered up and down, catching glimpse of the snow white like hair and the lean body, one that bore an outfit of black and white suit. She instantly recognize who he was. Her mentor, and Messenger of Gods. In her words, a pain in the ass of a messenger god. “Nataski. What are you doing here?” She questioned rather little cooly.

“Tryin’ to rush you in. The King doesn't have all day and nor do the gods. Quicker we can get this show on the road, the better.” Nataski stated, a small smirk tugging at his lips, noting how cold her tone sounded. “Before you go in, put away Shiva's breath, will ya? No need to be so cold.” He added, only to get a glare from the woman. Before she could utter a word out, he quickly started on about her outfit of choice. “Wearing that? I figured you would wear what your father wears. Some outfit part of the.. Kingsblade.. Kingsplay..” He started off, only for Elyzanae to correct him. “Kingsglaive. And no, why would I? No need when I plan on leaving Insomnia after I see this treaty signed.” She stated. “Nothing wrong with my outfit though..” She stated as she looked down at herself. Starting from her feet, she wears the traditional black boots with red soles, the black knee length shorts and a white tank top. She added a black upper half of a t-shirt that she cut in half. Top it off, she threw on a knee length hooded sweater. “Makes things easier for me to fight. Better than a dress.” She added.

Nataski shook his head and sighed before nudging her. “Best to get going. We'll talk later on tonight. Must prepare you for the long journey ahead.” He stated. Elyzanae frowned. While she did care for her friend of a god, she doesn't particularly wish to stay up long past her normal sleeping time to go over some silly plans of hers. Ones that she made. Rejecting him would only piss him off, meaning he'll bug her during her working hours, meaning she'll get irritated and lash out. “Alright..” She stated, as she looked up at her friend and mentor only to see he was gone. That didn't surprise her, for he can move as he pleases. After all, he is the messenger of the gods.