#might do one for a'kihiko actually

[vierandancer]

@hyaciiintho

Meiko had been all riled up, ready to scream and cry and fight, when her brother informed her that Minfilia would speak with her. Now, without any argument or resistance. Right. Now.

Who in their right bloody mind would allow a child of barely nineteen summers to put his life at risk against an eikon (something she didn't know of until he explained it)? What was more, A'kihiko had insisted theirs was a secret society -- it sounded more like a cult to her! Speaking of crystals and voices in his head and mysterious robed figures. Fuck! They should have never left Wadewick!

And when the time came to actually meet with this Minfilia, she...

She did nothing. Of course she did nothing. The Hyur before her was barely older than Meiko herself, eloquent and polite and accomodating. Sympathetic, even, asking that they speak peacefully.

Had Hiko said how mad she was? She shouldn’t have been surprised, and yet suddenly she wished he hadn’t. The fight in Mei went out like a sputtering candle in the rain, and suddenly she felt a bit embarrassed, and even more in over her head…

"If you really need him among you, then let me join as well," She had folded without a fight. "If only t'keep an eye on him. Whatever you need of me, whatever messages t'carry or beasts or men t'kill. I'll do it, no question. Just...please."

Fortunately, Minfilia had taken pity on her and agreed. She was introduced to the other Scions, who welcomed her politely enough -- but it was hard to feel like anything more than an outsider. Their cause, no matter the rights or wrongs of it, was a noble one. Hers was selfish. Perhaps even overprotective or controlling. She couldn't imagine any of them held her in any high regard for that.

But that didn't matter -- not really. What mattered was that she could keep an eye on her brother, who was surprised but otherwise welcomed her joining the group. He even apologized for ditching her earlier in their journey ("I really thought the boat was going to Limsa, Mei!"). She accepted his explanations with little more than a huff.

Her mind was occupied with other matters. Now they were both tied up in something far larger than she had ever imagined, far away from the familiarity of La Noscea, and still not quite sure what the fuck half of the others were talking about half the bloody time. Especially not the goggle-eyed Elezen.

She had just been growing warm to the idea of staying with Troupe Falsiam, too. She might have been happy, then, if dancing for a crowd 'til her legs gave way was all that was asked of her.

Not anymore, it seemed.

A few weeks had passed. No terrible missions had stolen A'kihiko's attention, although the Grand Companies had come to court his allegiance once or twice as word spread of his deeds. Meiko, in the meantime, did her best to melt into the background and accomplish what she could. She managed to scrape her way through letters to home, to her friend whom she had stayed with in Limsa, to Nashmeira and the troupe. Letting them know they'd be away without honestly saying why, and such.

It was exhausting in so many ways, but it needed to be done. Straightening up, she looked over the letters and rubbed at her wrists. It was a quiet day in the Waking Sands, so she had seized the opportunity to write while no one was around to catch wind of her struggles with spelling and such. Everyone in this bloody organization was a scholar -- even the bubbly, punchy blonde -- and they didn't need more proof of her ignorance.

She picked herself up from the solitary table and folded the pages in half before heading for the door, wondering where the nearest Delivery Moogle was in Vesper Bay. Or would she have to walk all the way out to Horizon...? What a fucking pain in the arse.

#hyaciiintho #ic. #a realm reborn. #// hi it's so long lmao i apologize. thancred can just bump into her on her way out