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[astralera]

Hello, I am Era.

While there is finally a medical clinic available, if anyone finds themselves in need of treatment and would prefer the aid of healing magicks, you are more than welcome to contact me.



I have a few questions pertaining to an unrelated topic, if anyone is both willing and able to answer.

» How does one plan a wedding?

» What are the customary traditions one expects to see at a wedding?

» What do you like most about weddings, if anything?


My thanks for any insight you may provide me.

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[firstbump]

Aye, I lucked out with a betrothed that can heal me from my own stupidity.

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[astralera]

If only I could be so fortunate to say the same.

But I suppose I can settle for a betrothed who can fell gods with the swing of an axe, and is very pleasant to look at.

Particularly in well-fitted jeans. 🍑

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[astralera]

[ oh, look what's near the butt peach emoji— ]

🥑🥑🥑

They taste awful, so I would not recommend them anyway, but if you happen to eat one you can't kiss me for a while because I will probably die.

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[firstbump]

You really like my axe, don't you?

Food can do that? Like NOT by poison?

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[astralera]

I suppose I like your axe well enough, though I prefer the arms that swing it.

When someone is severely allergic to the food in question, yes. By means of anaphylactic shock.

It called an 'avocado', so you're aware. We've something almost identical in Eorzea, but there it's called a crocodile pear. I'm not so allergic to crocodile pears though.

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[firstbump]

Ha, picky.

... that's good to know. Bloody hell.

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[astralera]

You know full well that I am, hero.

I know the emergency treatment for it, but it requires medicine we do not have here. So just don't eat any suspiciously bright, green mush called 'guacamole'.

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[firstbump]

There's a play on words here, but I'm a little bit too horrified to see it at the moment. Killer food. I'll keep a look out for it.

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[astralera]

Don't be horrified by killer food. I'm sure you won't fall prey to it, hero of mine. Probably.

💏

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[firstbump]

Probably.

Hey this means that the only thing that can defeat you is your own body.

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[astralera]

Or yours. Very thoroughly. 😘

[firstbump]

Era people can read this

[astralera]

We are Warriors of Light. I've more power than you, but you've more strength than me. I can defeat you with my magic, and you can defeat me with your body.

😘😘😘

[firstbump]

Oh.

I thought you meant something else.

[astralera]

Have you thought of using Holmgang?

[firstbump]

Era!

[Then, several seconds later.]

It doesn't last for long enough to be satisfying.

[astralera]

[ He can probably hear the initial burst of giggles that erupt from her at that, though they quickly quiet down. ]

Long enough for a few Fell Cleaves 💏

[firstbump]

[He can. Era can, in turn, hear him burst out laughing.]

If I tried that I'd probably regret it. Some things aren't meant for swinging!

[astralera]

You're supposed to swing with your hips, hero.

[firstbump]

It'd bounce!

[Still laughing. Still on the thing from before.]

[astralera]

Bounce your lovely arse over here and give me a kiss. 😘 I am trapped by a cute feathery baby. 🐥

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[firstbump]

Yes dear.

About ten seconds later, Ardbert appears at the door with a wide smile. "Trapped, you say?"

[astralera]

"By a cute feathery baby."

Era gestures toward Hythlo with her tail, hands holding her communicator above her head. The amaro chick is half the size of her by now, and has sprawled over her like a feathery blanket, dead asleep with his cute face pillowed between her breasts. She has the strength to lift him, but his size makes him unwieldy to her these days.

"Peki tired him out with flying practice."

If Ardbert glances out the windows to the garden he'll see Peki dozing by the hydrangeas; face tucked under one of his wings. A big, gloriously golden ball of feathers.

"...And Hythlo tired him out with flying practice, too."

[firstbump]

Ardbert's expression turns soft and loving. It's directed at the both of them—and at Peki when he looks out the window. There's a touch of sadness as he looks out at Peki as he thinks of Seto, and Ardbert would much rather experience that emotion than hide away behind a smile.

He joins Era, sitting down slowly at her feet on the free couch cushion as to not wake their chick. Ardbert had been out and about earlier, but had sensed the stillness when he came back into the house. Nap time is something that every 'father' worthy of the title learns to sense. Young animals and children are quiet for three reasons only: fascination, nap time, or getting into things they shouldn't. Hence the text first; the laughter he only allowed himself because he knew that Hythlo would sleep through it from previous experience.

"I'm still amazed by how well they get along." Ardbert takes one of her feet and starts to massage it, talking a bit quieter now that he's close to the sleeping amaro. "But they're both good boys, so I shouldn't be, honestly."

[astralera]

She shuts her communicator down for the moment, tucking it away as Ardbert takes a seat. Her soulmate's expression went unnoticed, though Era knows well enough that her chocobo often makes him yearn for Seto. There is naught she can do for that save be there for him.

"Peki has always been protective." With her hands now free, she begins stroking her fingers gently down Hythlodaeus' snout. His every breath is warm against her skin; a soft, welcome reminder of the little life she hatched from an egg. "And my little egg overflows with love for everyone."

Era goes briefly stiff as he takes one of her feet, though Ardbert is aware that she's ticklish, and also knows just the right amount of pressure to make his touch feel wonderful rather than uncomfortable. She lets out a soft, contented sigh, shifting somewhat so that the positioning is more comfortable. Hythlo doesn't even stir at her subtle shuffling, so deeply asleep that a faint snoring can still be heard by a keen ear (or horn).

"You're too good to me," Era sighs again, reaching out to stroke Ardbert's leg fondly with her tail.