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the-kings-shield-blog · 7 years

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“Don’t Feel Safe” meme Luna x Ruby x Prompto x Morana x Noctis x Gladio pt 11

(Previously Pt 10)

The energy flare singed through her collarbone she blinked letting the slight pain rush through her, it felt electrifying the energy surging through her made her feel alive. Was this suppose to stop her? This was a lot like what she dealt with with the flames brought on by Ardyn, or the poison brought in by the scientist. Turning to see she was fucking with her kuragamisa making the weapon apparate into nothingness freeing up Noctis, Morana smirked eyeing Gladio who was staring at her hazel eyes firm on her his broadsword raised ready to attack.

Running towards the redhead, the Failed MT hated people toying with her weapons it was one of the few things she knew was from her family. Releasing the weapon again it refreshed from apparating again she slung the sickle towards the red head letting smack against the aura.

“DON’T FUCK WITH MY WEAPONS!” Morana pushed herself against the redhead getting close not feeling too worried about anything as she saw out of the corner of her eye, Gladio coming forth Noctis warp striking towards her.

There was a lot of shouting coming from Gladio and Noctis but Morana couldn’t hear blood was pumping in her ears and she was going blind with rage.

“YOU FUCKING HUMAN!” She shouted feeling a stabbing pain of a short blade hitting her, and a side of a broadsword smacking her to the side.

Getting tossed several dozen yards away Morana was in a heap brain scattered unsure of what hit her. Turning to face Gladio and Noctis standing in front of Ruby, Morana was on the ground slowly getting to her feet, shaking her head looking around more was near her? The biggest threat?

@lunaoracleofthepeople @rubyreddemise @promptothesunshineboy @moranathefailedmt @noctissleepyprince

Gladio looked over at Ruby she wasn't harmed any, that was a plus looking over at Morana who was on the ground shaking cobwebs out of her head she was bleeding in the shoulder and the leg. The leg wound look self inflicted from where he stood, she probably invoked Manic state, why did this have to happen? Why did Lunafreya have to be the one she is targeting, he surely thought it was Noctis hence why he was on Noctis' six more than normal. He hadn't expected it to be Morana, their attraction had been immediate and dangerous. Gladiolus had been quick to figure out the weak points of the woman and learn to take her out of this state. They had met at a bar not too long ago a time when he was separate from the others for a few hours while in Lestallum. It was apparent that there was some different about Morana but it was something that also interested Gladiolus in her. After several more interactions through the time leading up to them leaving to Altissa to drop Noctis off to get married to Lunafreya he had learned of the darker things about Morana.

“Morana please engage me, you know I'm a better thrill.” Gladio begged as he watched Morana lumber to her feet, panting heavily, a crazed look on her beautiful face, it pained him to see her in this state.

“Noctis you can back off now, you and Ruby just back off alright? Cover up that wound quick, blood triggers her, if I want her out of this state she can't see or smell blood.” Gladiolus warned the young prince eyeing the few bleeding patches on him from the fall.

“We are having a long talk about this when we get back to camp.” Noctis warned him dangerously.

“I know.” Gladiolus answered, grimly looking over at Morana who was now running towards him.

“Ready to spar lovely?” Gladiolus called out summoning his broadsword it clashing loudly against the blade of the sickle.

It was surprising that her being so much smaller than he is she could withstand that blow and he knew by now not to play with her with kid gloves, he had a few bad scars to remind him not to. She was spitting mad attacking at him constantly, calling out horrible names to him, Noctis, Ruby, even Lunafreya and Prompto. A lot of hate was brewing up from her manic state, from when she spent those years tortured by the Nifs. He felt like he could save her to from herself, he knew he couldn't fix her but he could patch her up enough to where she could live under his care. The night she clung to him in tears fearing about being dragged back to the Nifs, to be killed over and over again to be resurrected by phoenix downs. It brought a pain to his heart.

“You really think you can get me with that little blade, darling?” Gladiolus teased, as she blocked his blow with the chain sending tremors through her.

“YES!” She shouted there was something resting in between her teeth as she shouted at him, but he couldn't tell what pill it was.

He had come across her stash of potions and pills ranging from pain pills to fighting enhancers. It could be anything, if this was something that enhanced her strength he would have to kick it up a notch, not wanting Ruby to jump in. He knew Noct would stay back like he ordered. . .though the prince was mad at him he might view Morana as a total threat. She was a threat yes but with his care one that could be managed.

“Ruby!” Gladiolus shouted as he saw Morana smirked swallowing the pill, her next blow to him sent him back a few steps she was stronger now.

This plan he was forming in his head needed to work quick, Morana was out for a lot of blood if she was going to start popping pills. She was furious, this was going to be a bit more to handle. If Ruby could do this right. . .Lunafreya could patch up the messed up bits later, of course after begging for her forgiveness and Noctis' forgiveness and fuck probably Ruby and Prompto's as well.

#gladio has a lot of apologizing to do #gladio replies #gladiolus amicitia #noctissleepyprince #noctis lucis caelum #RubyPhilomela #prompto argentum #promptothesunshineboy #morana tarda #failedmt #lunaoracleofthepeople #lunafreya nox fleuret #ff15 rp #ff 15 #ffxv #rp

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corleonistheimmortal-blog · 7 years

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Something drew Morana to Hammerhead, it wasn't the annoying blonde that was for sure, there was a strange sense that made her wander that way. Her stomach was rumbling crazily, her head was swimming in pain she was out of pain killers. She entered the shop looking for anything that resembled pain killers, Morana spots a tall man short cropped hair a surly look something was familiar. Her mind was racing with pain she could hardly stand straight, she wasn't bleeding thankfully. (1/?)

Morana was so tired she didn’t want to fight she just wanted to make the pain go away, to sleep. She had just escaped from the grasps of the Nifs, they had picked her up the other day she had managed to steal some Muscle Enchancers. But not pain killers or high potions. The man made her think of cherry blossoms and lions. Staring at his piercing eyes she stared intensely at him why was he so familiar? She never met him before? He was in the aisles with noodles, made her think of Gladio. 2/3

The man was bothering her, she knew him somehow. The words, lion and cherry blossoms rose up to her aching head. That feeling that rose to her chest was the same when people were stupid enough to ask her about her family. It was confusing her. Making her way over to him closer now several feet away she cleared her throat. “What is your name? Why do I feel like I know you? Who are you to me?” 3/3

Cor had the uncomfortable feeling of being watched for some time now, it wasn’t unfamiliar seeing as with him being known as The Immortal Shogun. Glancing in the direction of the sensation he felt a slightly hostile energy directed at him which sent his battle honed instincts into effect. Hearing the question he turned to glance at the young woman who radiated aggression, pain and confusion. Taken aback by her question, “My name? Cor Leonis, as far as my relationship to you? I’m not quite sure..you do look familiar.”

#corleonistheimmortal #Morana Tarda #Moranathefailedmt

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3minutenoodles · 7 years

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Scurrying up to Penelope is a small fluffy black cat, looking terrified. "Meow! Help Penelope I've been turned into a cat. Morana did something to me-ow please help!" -Neko Noctis

The sun was high over Cape Caem when Pen heard the tiny voice pleading her for help. Standing from the plot of carrots and brushing the dirt dusting her hands from tending to them, she glanced around.

There were no others near her, but a shadow of movement illuminated by the sunlight slipping through the foliage of a nearby tree had her double taking. A tiny black cat hurried up to her, and the words finally registered.

“What… Noct? You’re a cat?? What did Morana do?”

Her eyes bugged and she grew jittery as the urge to pet the fluffy coat of fur emerged. She knew he would object, and wouldn’t be surprised if he deigned to use her as a scratching post, however…

“We’ll get to the bottom of this, Noct, don’t worry! In the meantime… I hope you’ll forgive me.”

Penelope stooped over to sweep the small feline body up, immediately cuddling him to her chest and scratching gently behind his ears.

“Ohhhhh, you’re so soft!”

She pressed her face atop Noct’s furry head, rubbing her cheek back and forth while cooing softly. A few minutes later had her deciding to maintain at least the slightest bit of decorum, and she halted the coddling, smiling sheepishly.

“Right, well, I suppose we should find Morana now, and try to solve this.”

#penelopeulixes #noctis anon #noctis lucis caelum #anon rp #morana tarda #she's given Penelope prime cuddling opportunities #she's secretly grateful lmao

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rubyphilomela · 7 years

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A white Chocobo enters the room carrying a bottle, for Ruby the name on is is faded but it can be made out for Morana Tarda they are high grade prescription level naproxen. A note is scribbled on it, "Sun's Flame don't think I've never done anything for you. . .take three I suggest with vodka but you might prefer something more docile like water. - MT"

Ruby’s eyes widen as she smiles softly reaching out to gently stroke the sweet chocobo as she reads the note. “Wow..Manic Panic..who knew? Thanks…” taking the pills with a gulp of water she sighs before once more relaxing back on the couch as she waits for the meds to kick in.

#RubyPhilomela #morana tarda #anon gift

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itshaejinju · 7 years

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Morana Tarda looking for Gladiolus to appear.

#ffxv comrades #ff15 #Morana tarda #oc #comrades #ffxv

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itshaejinju · 7 years

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Morana looks so bad ass right here. Sporting a Moogle tattoo and all.

#ffxv comrades #ffxv #ff15 #comrades #Morana Tarda

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itshaejinju · 7 years

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Family is Forever | Chp 5 | FF15 Mafia AU

Warnings: Snarky Morana, Prompto standing up for himself, drug use, abuse victim (nothing graphic).

Word Count: 2,524

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Chapter 5:

Prompto was pretty sure Morana hated his very guts and they had just been talking for ten minutes. Her snide comments about how he grew up, to how he dressed and he did his job for the Family was enough to make him feel about five inches tall. She was belittling him each step of the way from under her breath to out loud, Gladiolus wasn’t doing too much to stop her either and this was Prompto’s mentor.

“This shop here is under our protection, along with this whole strip it is on the border of the Izunia clan so it’s easy to go under attack often.” Gladiolus explained as he pointed out a popular side street that held many shops.

This lane of shops was several long blocks worth of buildings all popular tourist shops and commonly needed shops that the Caelum Family put protection over. Gladiolus went to explain that because it is on the border of Izunia land that they tried to test the patrol often and bother the shop owners. Morana explained that the borders were decided a long time ago when the Families became into power as Mafia segments, it had been involving a lot of bullying and blood spilling to get what they had for lands and it is lost and regained the same way. She went on to tell him that once a month they pull together a team to take on more land from the Izunia who took over the land belonging to the Fleuret when they were massacred.

Prompto felt like his brain was going to explode from all this information he was learning that the two of them were spouting out as they walked into each business asking how they are fairing. All to the “clients” as Gladiolus called them respected them and looked genuinely happy to see the both of them walk into the stores. If they asked about Prompto curious as who he was as this seemed to be a couple thing that the two of them did, Morana would make some snarky comment about his presence to the person who would just laugh and not take her too seriously.

“He’s the Bastone’s new toy…doesn’t know a lick about his job seriously Cor is passing any fool right now that has a pretty smile or some sob story out of the Orphanage.” Morana sniped as she looked over at Prompto then back to the chef of the restaurant.

“I past all the tests just that Common Knowledge test thing he does is hard as fuck, the rest I aced!” Prompto shouted angrily at Morana as they walked out of the store, hands balled up into fists, red in the face with anger making his mass amount of freckles he had made more apparent from the flushed expression.

“The most important thing, fighting is second nature specially to a orphan! So of course you should have gotten that right the first time around you dolt, the important stuff you flunked so easily. You better be paying attention!” Morana retorted as she glared down at Prompto light green eyes angry and infuriated with how he failed this important test.

“Shut up alright?” Prompto shouted angrily, getting up into Morana’s face looking up at her, a index finger pointed at her face.

Gladiolus let out a bark of laughter as he watched over the scene arms crossed around his chest, he was quite sure this was the most amusing thing he had witnessed all day. In a blink of a eye a loud snap filled the space in front of the candy shop, Morana snapped Prompto’s finger backwards breaking it. Moving her hand quick as a snake to his elbow, she headbutted him effortlessly and then shoved him back several steps, walking past him letting out a laugh.

“After you.” Morana retorted as she walked down the path way, as Gladiolus helped Prompto to his feet as he stumbled to the ground.

“She is such a bitch, I’m sorry Gladio I just don’t understand why you love her.” Prompto glared shaking his head unsure about his choice in lovers.

“I understand you see her that way, I’m not sure why she despises you so much Prompto but trust me I would do anything for her just as she would do anything for me without a second thought.” Gladiolus answered, looking over at Morana smiling at her and then back to Prompto.

“She’s so spiteful…” Prompto grumbled.

“Hurry up you two!” Morana shouted as she stood in front of a shop.

“Here let me fix it up some, brace yourself okay?” Gladiolus said grabbing the right hand, that trigger finger of his bent all the way back, swollen already and bruised.

“Fuck no, please that will hurt can’t I just go back to the Manor and see the doctor about it?” Prompto whined instantly pulling away from Gladiolus eyes wide as his mentor grabbed a hold of his hand a blinding pain rushing through him.

“It will be in terrible pain if we wait any longer Prompto and it might not heal correctly. Man up and bite the bullet okay?” Gladiolus tried to reason with him.

“NO! Just I can wait I promise it will be okay, I don’t think that will work at all you know…”

“Damn.” Morana muttered shaking her head letting go of the door handle not wanting to deal with the whining any longer.

Marching up towards Prompto and Gladiolus she took the Gunner’s hand out of Gladiolus’ grip and moved it towards her. In a quick move she yanked the finger back into spot, sending another shout falling from Prompto as the pain rushed through him. Patting Prompto on the back Morana let out a chuckle, grabbing Gladiolus’ hand.

She lead them to a ice cream shop, Prompto was shocked to see her face light up the smile on her face was huge she looked like a child. A happy with everything child who was in her happy place in this ice cream shop it stunned Prompto to see this pleased look on her face. Looking over at the Goliath of a man beside him, Gladiolus let out a derisive laugh and walked over to the counter where Morana was ordering.

Morana looked into the bins of ice cream, a hand hovering over the glass careful not to touch it and place finger prints on it. Gladiolus placed a hand on her waist, the white tank top had rose up a bit exposing some scarred skin, he leaned up against her smiling fondly as she tried to make up her mind on what she wanted. Prompto wanted some but he didn’t have any money on him, he was still in awe at how she went from being a spiteful bitch to a cheerful looking child.

“What would you like today, Miss Tarda?”

“I am kinda like the looks of that raspberry swirl with the cheesecake bites.” Morana replied, her voice was taking on a softer and kinder note than what Prompto had ever heard before.

“Good choice! And for you Gladio?” The man asked, giving him a broad smile.

Izunia Family Manor was quiet for a Saturday night but then again ever since Morana Tarda left it was always quiet if Aranea wasn’t around. Lenore sat down at her desk one of the few soldiers to have their own desk but as the assistant to the Consigliere she expected at least a desk and a chair. Placing down the cup of tea she stared at the pile of paperwork she needed to finish, it was overwhelming to some but for Lenore this was a challenge she welcomed. This paperwork was due by midnight and it was easily something that would take eight hours for a normal person, but armed with tea, lollipops and a quiet manor she could get it all done.

“So much quieter now that Morana is gone, the other Caelum Families’ problem now. I can’t believe they took in that asshole. She’s such a trouble maker never doing her paperwork.” Lenore grumbled remembering when Morana and Cindy would bicker about things for hours on end.

Taking a calming sip of her tea that was loaded with sugar to the point that the sugar wasn’t dissolved on the bottom of the cup. Short well manicured nails clacking on the cup as she sat it back down, Lenore smiled she knew that finishing this huge project in three hours was possible.

Ravus sat in his office that was behind Lenore’s finishing up his paperwork for the day, he was looking forward to tomorrow being Sunday. A day off from all the madness that ensues time for him to work on his own personal projects his sister was going to actually help him this weekend. Running a hand through his platinum blond hair, the striped jacket of his suit was a little crumpled from his jaunt outside. Normally he would fuss with it and make it look neat but he was almost done for the day and would be in his apartment shrugging off the clothes and soaking into the tub. Ravus made point to have a home off the manor’s grounds, most people stayed at the manor or really close by. With his position as a Consigliere he should stay on premises but he didn’t, he really couldn’t stand his boss anymore than possible.

His boss, Ardyn Izunia was a infuriating man to say the least. There was something wrong with him mentally, Ravus figured. Ardyn often would walk the main hallway muttering under his breath strange things that made Ravus question him, greatly. Whatever was said was always spoken in a old dialect that Ravus couldn’t understand fully, no one in the building knew what the language was, even Lenore. It wasn’t until a few months ago did Ravus find out what happened when Ardyn walked down that hallway like that. He would disappear down a corridor that was hidden by a secret door.

Inspecting the hallway there is a hidden door that couldn’t be opened normally, Ravus figured out that what Ardyn says is what activates it. But he could never heard all of what Ardyn said to open it and the Capo Familigia is on to him now so he needed to keep it under wraps. Ravus wasn’t sure what made him so interested in what Ardyn was doing but he had to know it was odd that he kept things from him, Ardyn often felt the need to tell Ravus even the smallest detail.

Except for this detail.

Down in the dungeons, a place where ill behaving Family members were set to cool off. The trick with the place was that in hopes of keeping that misbehaving person in place and not escaping or being helped by other Family members. It was a dungeon that he didn’t want a lot of people know about unless they needed to be tossed into it.

The dungeon was dimly lit, holding six cells in total with toilets, and a light hanging inches from the ceiling. The place was damp and looked like it belonged in a castle versus a manor built only twenty years ago. At one point there had been a castle but it had decayed and fell to ruin just like most of Ardyn’s hopes and dreams. The thing that destroyed most of his hopes and dreams was sitting in the furthermost cell looking worse for the wear.

Dressed in his striped suit, it fitting him immaculately, sticking out fashionably in the dark cell making his way to the end room Ardyn stared at the woman. Her cell was by far different from the others, it was ornate, a bit brighter than the rest and had a strong scent of sylleblossoms. Ardyn let a sigh, reassured that she was still there waiting for him there, standing in front of the cell the thin blonde stared up at him. Her violet eyes staring up at him, they were dazed, wide from being on constant dosage of drugs. A cocktail of drugs fed to her, stuff tapped into a IV, or pills ground up into her food keeping her unaware of her situation and location.

Stella Nox Fleuret was a force to be reckoned with, one that Ardyn loved greatly and wanted all for himself. She foolishly refused his offerings of a relationship in turn for a relationship with Regis Caelum. Stella was Capo Bastone of the Fleuret Family, well technically speaking she is the Capo Familigia. That is if people knew she was alive.

Humming to himself Ardyn unlocked her cell, the cloak he wore over this jacket a long thick red brocade dragged against the floor. The scraping sound of his shoes against the dirty floor as his eyes surveyed the room, there was dried bouquets of sylleblossoms on the wall. Fresh ones were on the end of the bed and on the nightstand.

“My darling, Stella you look so beautiful like normal. Your hair is out of place though let me fix that.” Ardyn said sitting down next to her, reaching across the thin woman’s lap for the ornate silver comb.

Snake like the drug addled woman grabbed his arm squeezing tightly, her mouth opened slightly her voice coming out in a raspy sound. Her mouth was so cotton-mouthed from the drugs that it was impossible to understand what she said. Ardyn didn’t really care what she said, her grip on his hand was weak her long ill manicured nails digging into his skin bruising slightly. Prying her hand free of his arm Ardyn locked eyes with her, she looked angry in her inability to speak or really react.

“Stella darling, you realize you cannot leave until you submit to me body and soul. Since you betrayed me and all.” Ardyn muttered softly as he grabbed the comb and started to comb out the few knots in her long golden hair.

There was a noticeable growl coming from Stella as the Capo Familigia reached for the IV drip and clicked the button administering another few drops of the drug filtering into her system. Slowly Ardyn started to sing to her as he combed out her hair, staring at her lovingly as he took out the tangles in her hair. Her violet eyes glazed over from the fresh dose of drugs, she sat there catatonic unable to react as he combed her hair, free hand caressing the small of her back.

“I will always take care of you Stella despite you betrayed me in such a way, I will always be here keeping a eye on you. You are a danger to others, you are unfit to rule your family with such weak morals like your own. I’ll keep you safe from harm my little pet, even if the biggest harm is coming from yourself.” Ardyn spoke to her as he leaned in placing a kiss to her temple.

#familia est aeternum fanfic #family is forever fanfic #fif #chapter five #ff15 #mafia au #ff15 fanfiction #stella nox fleuret #gladiolus amicitia #Morana Tarda #lenore graves #ravus nox fleuret

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itshaejinju · 7 years

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Family is Forever - Lost Chapter 1

So this takes place a few months after Morana joins the Caelum Family. As in the fic she’s been with them for several years now. Morana and Gladiolus are not dating yet, it’s the flirting before *someone* asks the other out. (I’m not saying who asked out who!) That means they are teenagers!! And this will be written in Morana’s perspective.

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“You know Rana it isn’t quite hard.” Nyx said shaking his head at me, rolling his blue eyes.

“I don’t understand this word!” I hissed loudly staring at the menu in front of us.

It was Friday night the whole Family met in the giant banquet hall to eat, I was sitting next to Nyx tonight. I normally sit next Gladiolus but I was rather upset with him at the moment for he was a asshole earlier today he wouldn’t stop teasing me relentlessly. So I was at first going to sit with Ignis but he was talking to the Capos and I just a new Soldier wasn’t welcomed there. So Nyx Ulric was the only other person here that I felt sort of comfortable talking to.

And here I was being insulted by him, a good five minutes of him joking about the menu and not knowing what it was asking of me. Normally when I sat with Gladiolus he would join in with me if I messed up pronouncing a word or questioned it he would explain it to me without judgement.

Stupid Gladiolus for being a jerk earlier. I looked over at the table he was at talking with Noctis laughing about something. Glaring at him, as we caught each other’s glance the stupid mullet head giving me a wink as he took a sip of his drink.

“I’m sorry I don’t understand ala cart-tee.” I grumbled angrily at Nyx trying to keep my cool, I didn’t want to blow up in front of the whole Family I had done so well so far at not being my typical self in front of them.

“CART-TEE? CART, it’s French! It means you can just order that by itself rather than a combo platter. Oh my sweet Astrals Rana you didn’t know that?! And you pronounced it all funny.” Nyx busted out laughing like mad, rather loudly everyone stopped looking at us.

My eyes darted over to Gladiolus his amber eyes were wide as he heard Nyx’s comments, there was a few sniggers. I felt a rage rising up in my chest as I saw so many people staring at me now, I didn’t need them to find out to know my secret. I haven’t told anyone here. . .I’ve managed so well so far.

“You don’t know how to read properly don’t you?” Nyx asked.

“I KNOW HOW TO READ JUST FINE NYX!” I shouted standing up swatting him angrily with the menu.

“I will not have shouting in the dining hall, Ms Tarda.” The Capo Familigia called out from the front of the room, piercing blue eyes glaring at me.

It was the first time he spoke to me beyond my first day here and it was in anger. Mortified my jaw dropped momentarily, light green eyes staring at him shocked and stunned.

“Yes, Capo Familigia.” I said softly, standing up straight squaring my shoulders.

I wasn’t feeling too hungry now, shoving Nyx to the side knocking him out of his chair and to the floor in a huff I walked out of the room. I heard a few chairs shove back a few inches, I didn’t bother to turn back and see. I didn’t want to see them again, all the shocked looks of people knowing that I couldn’t understand half of what I saw on the paper. That I normally just go by pictures or guess. My writing is even worse barely able to writing in legible print. I try to not write much so people can’t comment on it and when I do I try to keep people from seeing me write. My hand always hurting so much after doing any writing at all.

Heading up the street back to the Caelum Manor I grumbled under my breath the whole way, cursing out his name the entire time. I really didn’t notice that I made it to the gardens behind the Caelum Manor until the fragrant scent of roses hit my nose. Stopping in spot I looked around to take in the lovely scene in front of me, this spot was always calming and nice to be around I love it a lot.

“Oh right he called me pretty over there. . .” I said as I looked over at the patch of gladioli and marigolds that Gladiolus had told me that he thought I looked pretty with my hair down.

Shaking my head I moved over to the gazebo sitting down on the padded bench I looked over at the water fountain that was a statue of the Leviathan water dripping out of its open craw. I didn’t like the fact that everyone knew I couldn’t read. I was feeling incredibly stupid now and I wasn’t fond of the feeling at all, I was trying to be better for this Family they had treated me so well. They took me in when I was left by Izunia nearly dead on the bloody streets. They cared for me and accepted me for all that I am without fault, I wanted to prove to them that I was worthy of this Family.

“Morana?” A calm British tone called out, turning to face it I spotted Ignis Scientia carrying a plate full of food.

“Come to make fun of me, Mr High and Mighty?” I grumbled looking over at him as he stood in front of me.

“No I came to deliver food because apparently Gladio cannot carrying a plate all the sudden. He was concerned about you missing dinner and sent me to investigate.”

“I don’t want pity.” I started, pushing the plate away a little, the smell was so good though my stomach rumbling.

“No it’s not pity, not sure what meal that is, it’s spaghetti.” Ignis retorted sitting down next to me placing the food on my lap, emerald green eyes firm on me.

“Looks like pity to me with a lot of pity sauce in fact. Everyone laughing at me?” I asked as I stabbed at a meatball.

“Nope, well beyond Nyx and perhaps one other but Gladiolus smacked them upside the head.”

“Why is he being so nice?” I commented softly as I ate the dinner.

“He likes you a lot, I hardly see him get this worked up over another girl. I would consider you lucky as you’ve ignored him plenty and given him a hard time and he’s not given up on you.”

“Well he’s being a jerk and calling me all sorts of names lately.”

“I don’t know much about that to be honest Morana.” Ignis said handing a bottle of water for me.

We sat there quiet for a while, as I ate food it was strange to have Ignis watching me like this out of the corner of his eyes. Putting the plate down finishing it I turned to face him, giving him a slight glare.

“What is it you want to say Scientia?” I asked giving him a critical look.

“I can teach you how to read and write you know?” Ignis finally said.

“I can read and write, thank you very much.”

“Sure you know the basics but anything beyond that you are lost and your writing is horrible you are clearly doing something wrong.”

“I don’t need to ‘learn’ from you, four-eyes.” I said feeling insulted and bitter.

“I don’t suggest that insults will get you a gold star, Ms Tarda. This is not a option, you will be taking lessons from me.” Ignis said pushing glasses up the bridge of his nose.

“Ugh!” I said in mock disgust. “I don’t want to go back to school.”

“Well if you were not in the Mafia you would be still in school.” Ignis reasoned, reaching over my lap picking up the plate and standing up. “Tomorrow nine am sharp, first lessons.”

A few weeks later I was in the Ignis’ office just left of Regis’ sitting at his large comfy chair staring at a book. I had been struggling with this book for several hours, I was about to rip it up and burn it right in his smug face. Ignis was sitting on the opposite side, staring at me with his fingers akimbo, sharp eyes watching me speak every word - well struggle with each word. The first two books he had me read a loud I did well in but this one was the devil. It was worse than the head of the Izunia Family himself, it was plain evil. I didn’t want to do this any longer, a giant headache was forming all I wanted to go do was sleep.

“Morana, please continue.”

“I don’t want to Ignis okay? I have a headache and this isn’t helping me any.”

“What part doesn’t make sense?”

“All of it. These words are so confusing.”

“Well Shakespeare did use old English so a lot of words are a challenge for most folk.”

“Yore, thine, hither, all very stupid.” I grunted, resting my head on the desk closing my eyes.

“Here have this it will help with the headache, get up and walk around the room a bit.”

“Not outside to dorms for me to sleep?” I replied sarcastically, taking the pills he handed me and the water.

“No.”

“Can we practice writing today?” I asked eyeing him as I rubbed my temples.

“Well finish this last paragraph and we will.”

Taking a deep breath, focusing on what he had taught me the past few days on how each letter of the alphabet went and how these ‘old’ words sounded out differently than how we spoke currently.

“True, I talk of dreams, which are the children of an idle brain, begot of nothing but vain fantasy, which is as thin of substance as the air. And more inconstant than the wind, who wooes. Even now the frozen bosom of the north, and, being anger’d, puffs away from thence, turning his face to the dew-dropping south.”

“Good job Morana.” Ignis complimented, smiling at me taking the book out of my hands his long fingers brushing against my hands a slight blush going to his lightly tanned skin.

“Thanks,” I replied as he placed a pen and paper in front of me.

There was a few phrases for me to write over it was better than reading that boring book again. I heard a tutting a scrape of the chair on the floor I saw that Ignis was standing behind me now. He leaned into me as he grabbed my hand pulling the pen out of my grip.

“You are holding the whole pen wrong, gripping it like you are trying to choke it.” Ignis quipped, as he corrected my posture and gripping on the pen. “Like this.”

“This doesn’t hurt so much. . .my hand isn’t hurting.” I said after a few sentences, not having to press down on the paper as hard and being able to write smoother as well.

“See much better, handwriting is already better than Gladiolus’. Speaking of Gladio. . .”

“You were speaking of him.” I interjected quickly, stopping what I was doing looking up at him flicking a glare at him.

“I understand but the tension between the two of you is just as high as animosity between you and Nyx is.”

“Ani. . .so-city?” I questioned as I continued to write again.

“Mutual distaste for the other.”

“Oh. . .well Gladiolus told me he wanted to go out with me.”

“And?” The shocked tone wasn’t hidden really well as he looked at me a bit confused.

“I said no.”

“Why? It’s clear the two of you like each other.” Ignis asked, shaking his head unsure what he was seeing, there was a bit of a wistful look in his eyes.

“I like him and all but I am not sure. . .”

“Sure about what?”

“If he really wants to be any sort of serious. And why in the Astrals sweet world am I tell you this shit? Like what drugs did you give me? Did you drug me horribly Scientia!?”

“No Morana I promise you it’s just aspirin.”

“Ugh laced with something horrible. Not talking about Mullet Head okay? How do you dra-write a capital ‘z’?” I said turning back to the writing.

Several weeks later I was walking down the hallway to the library, to visit on my own not to look for Gladiolus to pull him away for a mission or a lesson with Ignis. As he like to do lessons in his office and the library. This was just to go by myself, it felt strange now but also exciting and thrilling. Heading to the science fiction section I found the book I had been slowly reading for the past two days. I wasn’t really fast but it was enjoyable to read now, picking up the book I found a nice spot in the sun to read. It was Sunday a day of relaxation in the Family I could read here all day and finish the book, hopefully.

A few hours later I was interrupted by a man making his way into the library, spotting burning amber eyes staring at me predatory like was Gladiolus. Plucking out a random book he walked over to the chair next to me looking at me over the top of the book a longing look on his face. We haven’t spoken since I told him no the other day. From what Ignis told me he is upset that I said no, that no one has ever told him no several times in a row. Torturing him was getting fun, teasing him until he got so frustrated. Perhaps that is mean of me but no one calls me a spoiled princess because I didn’t like camping all that much.

“When will you say yes?” Gladiolus asked rather loudly.

“Shush, it’s a library you are suppose to be quiet. Suppose to be reading you know that? Reading is quite fun.”

“You are reading Robert Aspirin. . .” Gladiolus remarked.

“Just because you don’t like the satirical writing of him doesn’t mean I don’t.” I taunted using a new word I learned from the book, sticking my tongue out at Gladiolus.

“Just say yes.”

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Chapter 2:

At dinner Prompto felt extremely out of place, he was sitting beside Noctis tonight instead of by himself or with his friend Angel. Her dark hazel eyes flickering over at Prompto often as she was thoroughly confused why he was sitting with the Capo Bastone for dinner and not with the rest of the Associates. Friday nights all of the Family met at the “Jade Moon” restaurant to eat the whole dining hall filled with the Associates, Soldiers making the place quite loud but a clique nonetheless. So when Prompto had walked past the slender female he gently tugged on the long braid her hair was in, she let out a yelp turning to face him as he waved to her she gave him a confused look. He always sitting with her so for him to pass by the empty seat she left for him to join Noctis at the secondary table she flashed him a glare, he knew he would be catching trouble for it later.

At the table with Noctis the blond was surrounded by Ignis, Gladiolus and Morana the three tossed him a strange look unsure as to why a associate was sitting with him. Prompto immediately felt out of place remembering that he was at the bottom of the food chain here that Associates were just barely more than a errand boy. Hell most were not even allowed to carry a weapon but he was one of the few that were selected to get eventually promoted to Soldier so he was able to carry his pistols.

“What is he doing over here?” Morana asked, Prompto could hear the venom in her voice as she looked over at him, her light green eyes staring at him as he had changed to his suit now.

Even if you had a day off on Friday you must get into uniform and go to the Family dinner. His suit was a bit older looking as he bought it second hand and had to wash out some blood stains and stitch up some bullet holes. The black jacket was a bit faded, the vest a bit loose on him, as the slacks were tight on him making him wary of them ripping at the worse times. The woman sitting close to Gladiolus, his girl friend for as long as Prompto could remember was not wearing anything close to the uniform, well the slacks were correct that was about it. Morana Tarda was wearing a white tank top that was rather see through showing off the bright red bra she had underneath, it was as if she wanted others to stare at her ample chest it made Prompto a bit flustered because he didn't want Gladiolus to think that he was lusting after her as she was far from someone he was interested in. Her long black hair was pulled back into a ponytail now but the thick strands of dyed red hair framed her face, her multiple piercings sticking out on her ears as she turned to look at Noctis the light flashing off the bright golden rings on her ears making Prompto stare.

“Well?” Morana repeated to Noctis.

“He's my friend.” Noctis said simply, use to Morana's lack of respect to address him properly, she only felt the need to address Regis his father the Capo Familigia correctly.

Ignis always felt her respect for others specially her betters was deplorable but he still held a fond spot for her, a slight flame for her tenacious spirit. But he would never act on it as he respected Gladiolus more than his own feelings.

“You are making friends with Associates, that is quite new.” Ignis replied as he took a sip of the wine beside him, mirroring the smirk that Morana was wearing on her face.

“It's nice to see him talking to others.” Gladiolus commented as he took some of the steak into his mouth.

“I do talk to others! I talk to Clara. . .”

“The clerk at your favorite arcade does not count Bastone.” Ignis chided, Noctis looking over to him, green eyes nearly shut as his smile was so wide at teasing his friend.

“You get a kick out of picking out my flaws, don't you?” Noctis said there was a pout clear on his face as he placed two florets of broccoli that had made it onto his plate to Ignis' plate.

“It is one of the few small pleasures that I do take from in life.” Ignis replied smartly, turning his attention back to Morana.

“Shouldn't be associating with – Associates.” Morana remarked to Noctis, the look she gave Prompto made him feel like he was about two inches tall, it was akin to the look Noctis was giving his broccoli.

“Morana it's okay for him to acquaint himself with some of the lower staff but I don't suggest he makes a habit of it.” Gladiolus said to her then giving Prompto a reassuring smile.

“I am sorry if I am causing such a bother.” Prompto finally spoke up, he was quite upset with all talk about him going around as if he wasn't around.

“Don't worry about their squawking Prompto, Morana likes to disagree to everything I do and Ignis just plans on being a jerk to me until the day I become Capo Familigia.” Noctis said soothingly, flashing a smile over at Prompto. “Still if it was better I will go back over that way.” Prompto suggested, not wanting to upset the apple cart. “Don't worry about it Prom.” Gladiolus said, calmly. “You ready to start training with me tomorrow?” “He has a lot to relearn.” Noctis interrupted before Prompto could do more than nod, nervously as he was going to be working with Gladiolus from now on. “I do not!” Prompto shouted embarrassed to admit that a lot of his education into the Family didn't make much sense to him, childishly he stuck out his pierced tongue at Noctis, clacking the yellow bar against his top teeth. “You know nothing of territories.” Noctis said, matter-of-factly, a deadpanned look on his face, as he finished clearing his plate. “They are quite confusing.” Prompto said dejectedly, his blue eyes downcast as he attempted to finish what was on his plate, he was feeling a little unable to eat in front of these established members of the Family. He was new and he really didn't know what he was doing, hell he was bought into the service. Prompto grew up in a orphanage and most often they were sold into mafia families or into sex trades if they didn't get adopted into a good home. No one ever came for Prompto it was just him left in the orphanage waiting for his parents to come biological or adoptive someone to take him into their arms and to love him. They never showed. He was too fat for sex trade so he was sold to the mafia, it was his good luck to be bought by the Caelum family. Being put into training made him loose the weight quick and he toned up well into a gangly youth with fluffy sunshine yellow hair with sparkling diamond-like blue eyes.

“I am at a loss for words that is something you learn day one. . .told Cor he should have done what they did to me in the Izunia family.” Morana said shaking her head, downing the last of her beer.

“I will not allow Cor to take such measures with the trainees Morana. I am not going to allow such brutal treatments happen while I'm Consigliere.” Ignis retorted, he had heard this complaint of Morana several times already.

“Well if you get hit with a braided whip each time you get something wrong, you tend to remember those things quite quickly.” Morana chirped as she stood up from her seat, reaching out her right arm out the full sleeve of tattoos showing to Prompto, flowers he didn't recognize as her heavily scarred hand caressed Gladiolus' face.

“Braided whip?” Prompto squeaked, he heard the Izunia family was horrible but that horrible?

“Yes, while in training if you didn't learn your shit you got hit by the Capo Familigia himself, he's not so kind as it is when Silver Fox is when she hits you. It's more bedroom fun when she does it.” Morana said walking over to Prompto, he's taller than she is but for some reason she is more terrifying to him than Gladiolus is, who is just chuckling under his breath as he gets up to his feet towering over her.

Leaning forward Morana lifts up her tank top turning around revealing her back, it's thick with scars, burn marks as well. Thick knotted scars and what looked at one time infected burn marks that became scars. Gladiolus pulled her into his body wrapping arms around her pulling down her shirt as Prompto stared in shock at the obvious torture she had been through.

“Braided whip with the use of his blessing from Ifrit, flames. That's what you get when you do something wrong there. Be glad that here it's just food and pay docking. They even slammed you in a dungeon if you were particularly bad.”

“How come I imagine you more often than not?” Ignis quipped, rolling his eyes as he pulled out some papers to hand over to Noctis. “Those proposals you need to look over, Capo Bastone.”

“Not when that creepy woman was down there, some drug addict that live down there, quite the terror.”

“Drug addict?” Gladiolus asked, muttering in her ear, as he nuzzled into the crook of her neck.

“Yeah some blonde, strange tattoo over her chest actually flowers, sylleblossoms, I think.” Morana shrugged. “You bite on my neck anymore I'm going to have to take you on the table, Gladdy.”

“Hmm like the thought of that. . .” Gladiolus muttered, biting down on her neck teasingly, hands pressed on her hips tightly.

“Please get a room, I rather not see that happen in my presence, such things should be held for the bedroom alone. Your public displays are way to tasteless.” Ignis snorted out a snide remark as he flashed a glare at the pair, shooing them away.

“We'll use your room, Spec's it's quite spacious.” Gladiolus said happily as they left the room.

“Sorry for you having to view that. . .I will speak with them later, Capo Bastone.” Ignis apologized to Noctis who was just barely reading over the papers in front of him.

Prompto was finished his food and he was quite unsure of what was going on, he did know he was glad that he did not get bought into the Izunia Family. What Morana went through before she came to the Caelum Family was more than what he wanted to ever deal with. They accepted her so easily even though she was apart of the opposing family at one time? It made him feel good in a way because well that meant they could accept him for who he was, even if he was a child that no family had ever wanted. Turning to Noctis, who was chewing on the snake-bite lip rings as he thumbed through the papers.

“What are your thoughts about this marriage?”

“Marriage to . . .?” Prompto asked, eyes wide and concerned.

“Lunafreya Fleuret of the Izunia Family.” Ignis stated.

“Wait you're. . .”

“Prompto mouth should be closed right now.” Noctis hushed the blond quickly as he sniped at him, sending the young man quickly as he reeled back from the comment.

“You are keeping such a pretty lady under-wraps?” Prompto continued not listening to Noctis.

“Prompto!” Noctis growled, his cheeks flushed as he turned to face the blond, there was a spark of red in the normally blue eyes that sent a shiver down Prompto's spine.

“If you are trying to keep your 'secret love affair' with Lunafreya the Capo Bastone of the Izunia family secret it is quite hard to do that from me.” Ignis spoke up a wry smile on his face as he pressed the thin framed glasses up his nose.

“WHAT?” Noctis whined loudly face-palming as he looked over in terror.

“When you went over on your text messages two months ago I felt the need to upgrade your account but your father insisted that I find out what was getting your attention so dearly. Perhaps next time you should be a bit more secretive with your contact names, Luna with a bunch of hearts is quite obvious.”

“Damn, looking through my phone – when did you do that?”

“When you took your daily nap in my private tutoring session.” Ignis answered, as he stood up patting Noctis gently on the back heading away. “I suggest you think closely about the terms that they are giving us pending the marriage – consummation.”

“I'm sorry Capo Bastone.” Prompto said softly, as he turned to Noctis who was looking at the paragraphs for the terms.

“Don't worry about it. . .he had found me out anyways. . .Merging of the families. . .they don't have enough power to take over our family. . .we are too big how does he think he can. . .Fuck. . .”

“What is going on?” Prompto asked confused.

“Nothing you can solve, I got to go. Thanks for having dinner with me, probably not as fun as sitting with your girlfriend.”

“GIRLFRIEND? Angel is like my sister, we were in the same class together.”

“Oh you're loss then man.”

Ignis was in the kitchen back at the manor making himself a cup of Ebony when the door swung open wide, slamming against the stopper revealing Morana her hair all a mess, her shirt on inside out and her pant zipper not pulled up. He shook his head, he had stopped blushing at such displays from her a while ago but mentally he still was blushing at the thought of what she had just been doing with Gladiolus, it almost made him jealous of the Soldier.

“Could you at least fix your pants?” Ignis asked as he grabbed a second cup handing it to her as she, was still in a sex-high daze.

“Stop staring at my crotch, Scientia. Not like you would know what to do anyways.” Morana rolled her eyes.

Ignis bite his lip, he really wanted to snipe back he really wanted to press her against the counter and kiss her to rid her of those foolish notions that he didn't know how to please a woman. Just because he was not like Gladiolus and grinding against her body all day didn't mean he didn't know how to make a woman scream his name in pleasure. Instead he grabbed the pot of fresh coffee and poured it into her cup.

“Something on your mind, Scientia?” Morana asked as she poured in some sugar into the coffee.

“Tell me about the blonde that was in the cellar of the Izunia Manor.”

“It was a dungeon, there was chains, cells and it was dank an' cold.” Morana argued, sipping the coffee as she leaned against the counter, running a hand through her hair untangling some of the knots.

“Dungeon – then please tell me about that woman with the sylleblossoms tattoo.” Ignis asked, reaching for the box of shortbread cookies, a weakness of the woman's her green eyes flashing to him as he opened the box long slender fingers.

“Bribing me with cookies? How childish.” Morana snapped as a smirk appeared on her face as she took the cookie from him, his fingers glancing over her scarred hand.

“I am in fact just offering a friend some snacks to restore her energy after some debauchery with her boyfriend that is all, bribery is below me.”

“Right.” Morana replied as she bit into the cookie savoring the buttery taste. “The woman didn't make much sense to be honest a lot of babbling to me, my cell was opposite of hers. She reminded me of their Capo Bastone to be honest, like they could be related. But I spoke of Luna and she hadn't a clue what I was talking about. So probably is just some other blonde, you know? I mean her brother has the same tattoo I saw on her chest but I spoke with him and he wouldn't let me speak about it, saying she's dead, murdered by our Capo Familigia.”

“Right. . .Well I am quite curious about it because that sounds a lot like Stella Nox Fleuret. His views on his family's murder is quite skewed, he probably will never see to reasoning unlike his younger sister.”

“Who is just smitten with the lazy one.” Morana commented as she reached out taking another cookie from the box.

“Be mindful of how you speak about our Capo Bastone, Tarda that would not be wise you know my position.” Ignis countered closing the lid of the box and putting them away, he let out a soft sigh.

“Hmm, right I'll be mindful for sure when I stop finding him in arcades fooling around. Anyways I'm going back to Gladiolus, thanks for the pick me up, ready for round two.”

As she walked out of the room Ignis let out a soft groan, he enjoyed his talks with her a bit too much as he was fighting back the urge to tell Morana he would give her a better 'round two' but he respected his friend and his position. He shouldn't be flirting or even consorting in such ways with lower ranks, a bane of his position. Sighing he rested his elbows on the counter, sipping the coffee his mind wandered to the information Morana told him. If that was truly Stella Nox Fleuret the Capo Bastone – who now would be technically the Capo Familigia of the Fleuret family that would mean a lot to the current predicament the families were in. He needed to know for sure if it was her, of course he couldn't allow suspicion to be risen until he got all of the details – the facts straight. Morana wasn't always reliable when it came to remembering things, the Izunia family did a lot of torture to you if you failed them before she got as talented as she was now she did a lot of failing.

“I will have to see what I can do about this. . .before I talk to Regis about it, he would like to know that his lover was alive after all these years no matter what her mental and physical state is.”

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The feud is so old that no one can really remember what it is about any longer. It happened when Noctis was only six years old, his father would never speak of it would not be of his concern until he became Capo Familigia. At first when he was a child it bothered him Noctis wanted to know what was the problem with the other Family – the Izunia’s that his father despised so much. Now that he was eighteen he didn’t quite care about it. What really mattered was skirting classes and playing games at the arcade.

There was rumors that the family feud is something that changes often sometimes it is about hair gel, recipes, books, maps, who really owns Umbra and Pyrna or who can claim Piteous Dungeon as their own. But the actual battles amongst the families were not raged over those things any more those are just rumors that the people in the streets gossiped about behind his back when he walked down the streets to the arcade. It didn’t matter to Noctis much about the rumors or the actual battles that the Families fought it didn’t bother him in the least when Associates and Soldiers came into the manor bloodied or bruised. He was taught not to care about it…

Until the day he met Prompto Argentum. That changed a lot of things for him, the blond joined the ranks of the Caelum Cosche a few months ago. He wasn’t fitting for this life when he was finished his training with Cor Leonis the young man was set to Ignis Scientia thinking his skills would be best to aid the Consigliere in his works. That didn’t last long to Noctis’ dismay as he was able to spend more time with the man that way but now after a huge dispute with Ignis the gunner was tossed to Gladiolus Amicitia. It took a while for Noctis to befriend Prompto as the Associate was afraid of his position, that of Capo Bastone one to inherit the Family. It was understandable for him to be afraid of the title but Noctis looked cold and acted it but underneath it all he was quite chill. He just didn’t know how to express that.

Prompto Argentum could express himself so easily and freely it really frustrated Noctis sometimes and also was refreshing to see. So when he approached Prompto for friendship it was understandable that the young man was to laugh at him and then clam up realizing he just laughed at his superior running for dear life. It wasn’t until one afternoon Noctis had slipped away from Foreign Languages studies lead by Ignis to hit up the arcade, he spotted Prompto in front of the Justice Monster Five machine.

Sidling up to him peering over the lean blond’s shoulder watching him expertly kill the on screen monster until he hit the boss zone dying upon impact. Prompto had playfully smack the side of the machine grumbling about having no more tokens for the game, Noctis leaned by him placing in a few coins.

“Capo Bastone!” Prompto let out in squeak bouncing back from Noctis standing at attention light blue eyes bright and scared.

The room shushed with the whispers of ‘Capo Bastone’, no one here knew that Noctis was Noctis Lucis Caelum of the Caelum Cosche. This arcade was on the borders of his territory so it was quite acceptable for him not to be recognized when he was wearing street clothes. Sporting black skinny jeans, a crisp silver shirt with a thick leather jacket sporting the Leviathan on it, his normally smooth back jet black hair was messy and in his eyes. Everyone in the room immediately started hand over to Noctis handing their spare game tokens, their drinks, offering him compliments left and right. All fearing his family’s name, the power of the Caelum Cosche. It was stifling for Noctis turning to Prompto he gave him a deep set glare, grabbing a hold of his Associates’ wrist squeezing tightly he dragged him out of the Arcade.

“Now I need to find a new arcade to go to thanks, Argentum.” Noctis growled through gritted teeth as he walked out of the place, back into the sunshine of the Friday afternoon daze.

“I’m sorry!” Prompto shouted as he stumbled outside landing on his knees, scuffing up the palm of his hands.

Noctis expected him to cry like he did when Ignis had kicked him out of his service but he just jumped up, brushing off the grime and a bit of blood off his red skinny jeans. Noctis stopped in spot grabbing his hands, rolling his eyes he imparted some of his Lucian Granted Magic to the blond before him, the slight purple aura surrounding the wounds healing him quickly.

“Oh no, Capo Bastone I’m not worthy…don’t do that!” Prompto shouted trying to yank his hands away, this was only magic that Noctis and his father Regis could use and was suppose to be used on blood family members or significant others.

Not Associates lowly like him.

“Who is to say you are worthy or not? It's my magic to impart to anyone and I'm boss.” Noctis said in a stern voice looking into the bright blue eyes.

“Right. . .you are boss. . .Capo Bastone.”

“And. . .I think there should be a thank you in call for.” Noctis said letting go of Prompto's hand which was rather sweaty, the raven hair man brushed his hands off on his pants turning away from Prompto.

“Thank you so much Capo Bastone!” Prompto called out face palming himself, his manners totally out the window.

“Whatever. Now you need to find me a new arcade to go to.”

“The one off 5th and Elm is a good place, Ren's Arcade.”

“Izunia Territory.” Noctis hummed a reply as his midnight blue eyes scanned the busy streets of people milling by, they didn't pay him any attention, walking by playing with their phones talking to their friends.

They didn't care about his position. He liked it that way, preferred it that way. Prompto jogged to catch up with him, brushing some strands of fluffy blond hair out of his face. Noctis turned to face him a little slowing his pace a bit noticing that Prompto looked like he was having a hard time keeping up with him.

“Izunia Territory? How so that is like right around our stuff – right?” He asked confused scratching the top of his head trying to picture the city map of Insomnia in his head.

“Yeah it's but the owner is fuckin' one of their Soldiers so it's a marked spot. It's been that way forever it's commonly under attack by us, don't you know that? Like we attack that spot weekly to shake them down.” Noctis said with a incredulously tone, confused by the fact that this common knowledge flew over Prompto's head.

“Oh. . .I didn't know that.”

“You passed your exams didn't you?” Noctis glared at him, shaking his head some crossing the street not bothering to look to see if cars were coming.

Prompto let out a startled yelp as a car narrowly missed Noctis, the young Capo Bastone Warpstriked out of the way landing on top of a mailbox. The driver honked his horn shouting at Noctis just like he was a regular kid had his friend Gladiolus been there it would have been a fight or at least a lot of shouting of 'who should be respecting who'. He had given Gladiolus the slip and he had a good two hours before the Goliath found him and dragged him back home.

“That was fuckin' amaze-balls, Capo Bastone!” Prompto shouted as he ran across the empty street meeting up with Noctis.

“Can you please call me Noctis out here?” Noctis asked, shoving his hands into his jacket pockets, not wanting to deal with that title any more than required.

“But I can't. . .”

“I'm your boss and I say call me Noctis. It's quite simple, Noc-tis.” Noctis commanded, turning to face Prompto, sounding out his name slowly to the man.

“I know how to say it! But Mr. Leonis said. . .”

“I don't give a shit what Cor said, he's just a Soldier.”

“Well I'm just a Associate so I'm even lower. . .” Prompto stammered as Noctis started walking again.

“When we are alone you can call me Noctis, I won't get you into trouble. We are going to Cami's Arcade.”

“I did pass my exams I was fourth in my class in fact.” Prompto said as they passed several shops that he recognized as the ones that were in the protection of the Caelum family.

They were shops that interested him so they stuck in his head, a photo shop, a deli, bakery, pet shop and a music shop. Those shops gave him discounts on items he needed regularly so he shopped at them often plus they were about ten minutes from home. Associates did not live in the manor like the Soldiers and the higher ups, generally in small apartments that were bare bones because pay was rather low. A slightly cool breeze picked up making Prompto wish he was wearing a jacket today as well not a black tank top and the red skinny jeans.

“Well then I must talk to Cor about his training then. . .”

“Why you say that, - - Noctis?”

“You seem to not know common things.”

“Hey his explanations were confusing! Who came up with 'safe days' and the 'concentration line' and all!” Prompto shouted upset, he wasn't fond of people thinking he was stupid he got that with the foster families all the time.

Prompto felt like he was making headway in the Caelum family to have someone ridicule his intelligence was bothersome. Sure he wasn't the brightest but he wasn't the stupidest!

“Safe days is simple every Sunday is a day when no blood can be shed that is all. No battles on Sunday, it's a resting day – a day of worship you know?”

“Worship?” Prompto asked as Noctis stopped in front of a strange looking building, it didn't look like any arcade he had seen before.

The building was all black, the windows were tinted so dark it was impossible to see in the sign that signaled that they were open was small and only the p and n light up. Pushing the door open Noctis breached the entrance without a second thought whereas Prompto looked around a bit shy and wary.

“Yeah worship our family deities? You know how we pray to Bahumat for guidance and all? Titan for strength and the Leviathan for wisdom. . .” Noctis explained shaking his head, this was day one information.

“I thought that was just olden times. . .”

“Uh, there is a mass session every Sunday morning for two hours.” Noctis deadpanned turning to Prompto dark blue eyes glaring at him, if he had to go to mass every Sunday Prompto should.

“I generally sleep in late on Sundays, I gust thought that was my day off.” Prompto said shrugging his shoulders moving over to the front desk to order some tokens.

“Seriously. . .I gotta train my new friend all over.” Noctis commented as he took a huge handful of tokens from the sale clerk who recognized Noctis as a old regular.

“Friend?” Prompto said shocked, he turned to face Noctis a blush raising all the way up to the tip of his ears.

“Yeah, we are friends aren't we?” Noctis asked, shrugging imparting a few tokens to Prompto who only was able to afford 10 Gil worth.

“I didn't know. . .I uh. . .Promise to be the best friend you had Ca- Noctis!” He said happily a large smile on his face as he followed behind Noctis.

Prompto noticed that Noctis kept checking his silver watch, replying to texted that sent the raven haired man smiling as he destroyed villains on the zombie simulator they were playing. It was starting to make Prompto curious as to who he was texting peering over Noctis' shoulder he look his sharp-shooter eyes spotted the name Luna before Noctis could switch screens on him. Noctis rolled his eyes, shooting down a zombie that was taking down Prompto's avatar. Dimming the screen Noctis pocketed the phone, taking down the boss zombie without much fail alongside Prompto. Noctis was rather enjoying himself with Prompto, the one time he convinced Gladiolus to the arcades was horrible, the Soldier who referred to himself as his personal bodyguard was prone to getting over aggressive at the games shouting loudly when he lost. And not too pleased to be playing games for hours on end, preferring a half hour break then back outside to roam the streets doing work.

Noctis' philosophy on Family work was “let it come to me” rather than Gladiolus' “search and destroy” methods. It annoyed him on many factions to be honest it was a waste of energy and time to do something like that. Prompto on the other hand didn't seem to mind that Noctis was suppose to be working today, joining in on with him playing games and not bothering him about it. It was refreshing. Then again it seemed to be that Prompto wasn't totally aware of everything that ran around in the Family. He should have known when Ignis kicked Prompto out of his office after the third time of taking photos of the crime scene of the latest Family shake down. It was such a liability to take photos of anything in the Family Manor or for any crime scenes.

Noctis' phone started to buzz in his pocket again which was odd as he knew Luna would be back in class. Pulling out the phone as his watched beeped, the fifteen minute warning before times up and Gladiolus would find him.

'Incoming Cami's. . . xoxoxo' Was the text message.

“Fuck. Doesn't he have anything better to do that hunt me down, it was just a dick pic.” Noctis glared at the screen of his phone.

“What?” Prompto asked as Noctis tapped out angrily a reply to Luna.

“We have incoming, One Armed Bandit. . .” Noctis said running his hands through his hair, closing his eyes momentarily.

“Ah. . .Ravus!” Prompto said after a moment thinking of the aliases that most Family members use.

Prompto was fond of his given name, as you graduate from training you are given a alias picked by the Capo Familigia. His is Prompto 'the smiling gunner' Argentum just like Noctis is, Noctis 'sleepy boy' Caelum. The names were suppose to strike fear or be literally amusing all depending on how the Capo Familigia felt. It was rare to have your alias changed but it happened from time to time specially if you wronged the family and they were kind enough to forgive you. That much Prompto remembered from the classes, taught to him by Cor 'the immortal lion' Leonis.

“We gotta vacate.” Noctis said replacing the gun-controller shoving the remaining tokens into his pocket.

“We gonna fight them?” Prompto asked his eyes lighting up with a fiery passion, he may be innocent looking but he did enjoy a good brawl from time to time.

“I rather not fight Ravus, this is rather stupid.”

“Something about a eh. . .picture.” Prompto said blushing at thinking about the word 'dick', he pocketed the remaining two tokens following after Noctis.

“I was drunk and Luna and I were trading pictures with each other and I got brave sent her a dick pic. Ravus saw – fuckin' jerk watching her like a hawk I swear.”

“That is quite rude of him.” Prompto agreed.

“Fuckin Noctis there you are!” Gladiolus shouted as he opened the door of the arcade, the giant man shaking his head, as thick long brown hair got into his face.

“Watch your tone with me.” Noctis glared at Gladiolus, knowing that Gladiolus is upset because Ravus Nox Fleuret was in the area.

“We got trouble.” Gladiolus said pointing back out the window, to show the tall lean beanpole of a man walking down the street in a crisp pin striped suit.

“I heard.”

“I wish your girlfriend was better at sending warnings.” Gladiolus said grabbing onto Noctis' jacket tugging him towards the door.

“Shut up Gladio it's not official. . .” Noctis said blushing a bit at the words girlfriend.

He was suppose to get married to Lunafreya Nox Fleuret – Ravus' younger sister to meld the Izunia Family and the Caelum Family but it is currently in a political standstill. It was something that he didn't want to think about, the two of them have been online dating for a few years now so it wasn't a horrible thing to be married to meld the families. When his father spoke of it the whole thing sounded like a death sentence it wasn't quite making sense to Noctis.

“Let's go get them!” Prompto said summoning his Hyper-Magnum pistols as Gladiolus walked out of the room summoning his Hardedge dual-wield blade.

“I guess I'm in for it now. . .” Noctis said as he followed Gladiolus and Prompto out of the house, summoning his trusty Engine Blade.

As they walked outside there was a short black hair woman who was swinging a kusarigama, a wild look in her pale green eyes staring at the tall platinum blond man before her. Ravus was standing several yards in front of Gladiolus' girlfriend Morana both of them in a standstill as Noctis hefted his blade up. Ravus never traveled alone always flanked by at least two others most often females but they were not in sight was this just to talk? That was rare for Ravus on days that were not Sunday. Carefully trained eyes stared at the likely spots for snipers to sit at, nothing came to his vision as Gladiolus stood protectively in front of Noctis.

“Capo Bastone Caelum you are mine.” Ravus spoke loud and clear as he turned facing Noctis with sharp hetero-chromatic eyes of violet and blue.

“Through my dead body.” Gladiolus said shifting his weight from foot to foot keeping a trained eye on Ravus, large blade in front of his body ready to strike.

The ample female struck, at Ravus the sickle slamming against the rapier that Ravus wielded it was a loud strike that sounded like thunder. That started the fight, Morana wasn't one for words to be exchanged amongst the group. Out of nowhere appeared two women gently like a leaf on the wind a tall silver hair woman came from the top of the building to Noctis' left hefting a long silver spear. A short slender female with a taciturn look carrying a set of butterfly swords came out of a dark alleyway.

“Damn.” Noctis said as he noticed the new count, Aranea Highwind, Ravus Nox Fleuret and Lenore Graves.

Gladiolus stayed close to Noctis as he started to move into the fray going up against Aranea who started to lunge at him with her lance. They had about twenty minutes before the cops would come in and force them to separate, of course Noctis would be in the clear as this was Caelum territory. It was a stupid move of Ravus' part to walk in on clear Caelum land it just showed how upset he was over a foolish picture. Morana was engaging Lenore now volleying off swears and smacks from the spiked ball of the kusarigama. Noctis warp-striking back and forth around Ravus did his best to overwhelm the Consigliere of the Izunia family. Prompto unsure of his direction in the battle was bouncing back and forth between all three targets, shouting happily as he took the battle easily. He hadn't been in many frays since he started but he wasn't the best fighter but he was the best shot.

“You shouldn't have sent her those pictures.” Ravus growled at Noctis as they clashed blades, only inches apart from each other, eyes locked on each other.

“She was rather pleased with them.”

“So wouldn't any virgin. . .” Ravus retaliated, sending Noctis back several feet as he punched him with his Magitek arm.

Gladiolus slipped in landing a rough blow to Ravus' Magitek arm making the thin man stagger back several feet shaking his arm as the vibration from the blade was too much for him to handle. Prompto took the moment to lob off a shot to Ravus hoping to actually land a deathly blow to the man but it was blocked as the shell ricocheted off the flat surface of the butterfly sword of Lenore as she leap in front of Ravus. Angrily Ravus shoved her to the side, a furious look on his narrow face muttering something under his breath to her.

The sounds of sirens of the local cops was a relief to Noctis he didn't want to deal with this any longer. He rather be at home now, taking a nap in the sun.

“Fuck cops!” Morana shouted, as she took a good swipe at Aranea's back making the taller woman scream in pain.

“Scatter!” Lenore shouted as she leap to her feet looking at the cop cars that started to pull on to the street, local shop owners staring out the windows scared of what they were watching.

In a blink of a eye Ravus, Aranea and Lenore were gone as if they never had been on that street leaving the rest standing looking around for them.

“Well that was fun!” Prompto shouted a gleeful look on his face.

“Hey the gunner one gets it.” Morana sniped at the blond her eyes surveying him as she walked over to Gladiolus.

“I'm out of here.” Noctis said dematerialize his blade walking away from the group.

“What about me?” Prompto asked confused.

“You aren't going anywhere, Capo Bastone, you are going back to classes with Ignis. I am sick of his bitching about you failing all these classes because you are out playing games.”

“Well it came in handy to have me playing games.” Noctis said giving Gladiolus a defiant glare, as the man stood next to him.

“It wouldn't have happened if you were at the manor.” Gladiolus rebutted.

“Let's not fight okay, we can go back right – No- Capo Bastone.” Prompto said trying to ease the tension.

“Fuck boi~.” Morana whistled under her breath as she dematerialized her kusarigama, a teasing smirk on her face as she stared down Prompto who took several steps back.

“Close it Tarda.” Noctis ordered of the Soldier as she walked closer to Gladiolus a firm glare now on her face.

“As you wish.” She muttered, running fingers through the red dyed patches of her hair as she looked around as the cops got out of the cars guns drawn.

“We are leaving Officers.” Noctis called out to them, they were on the Caelum payroll only raising there weapons as a show of comfort to the shop owners.

Shaking his head Noctis looked up to the sky then back to the others, “I guess I could go back now it's took late the school kids will be flooding into arcades anyways they make it too loud and bothersome.”

#familia est aeternum fanfic #family is forever fanfic #mafia au #ff15 #ff15 fanfiction #noctis lucis caelum #prompto argentum #gladiolus amicitia #ravus nox fleuret #aranea highwind #Morana Tarda #lenore graves #ignis scientia #chapter 1 #my writings

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itshaejinju · 7 years

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I understand that Morana isn't usually one to make friends but would she possibly make an exception for Emniya? Since she understands life as an outsider, could she and Emniya meet at the Chocobros insistence? Emi is in a similar position to Morana, and while Emi's struggles revolve around her ethnicity and religion, could Morana extend her hand as their friendship blooms?

Meeting Among the Flowers

Word Count: 3,218

Featuring: Morana Tarda, Emniya, Ignis Scientia and Gladiolus Amicitia. Mentions of Prompto Argentum and Noctis Lucis Caelum.

Thanks for letting me use Emniya in this, I hope I did her justice! :)

“It’snot that far from here,” Gladiolus said as he pulled on her hand,tugging her forward making trip a little.

“AstralsGladiolus what the hell is going on? I really just want a drink.”Morana whined her long black hair falling into her eyes, the redstripes freshly dyed today.

Gladiolusstopped allowing her to regain her footing, staring at her his smilegrew she wore the outfit he had suggested that showed off her newtattoo. The gladioli that littered her right arm were still new theink bubbling around the edges and the ink a bright vibrant color asthey hadn’t settled into her pale skin yet. Her outfit wasn’t toodifferent than her normal wear but it was clean and not ripped up,black pants that sat snugly on her full hips a black and blue tanktop that accented her breast but didn’t show them off. Gladioluswould be hard to press that he wasn’t a bit jealous to say whenothers stared at her figure and make comments, due to her personalityand upbringing Morana didn’t always understand that her flirting backmade him feel jealous of the attention they were getting. Morananever strayed from being with him as his girlfriend but she is whatIgnis classified a careless flirt.

“Ipromise a drink after this okay, these flowers are something you willlove.” Gladiolus commented pulling on her arm again, gently thistime.

“Theyare just flowers Gladdy.” Morana whined, a pout playing onher lips the shiny black lipstick flashing in the morning light.

“Theyare not just flowers, Rana, they happen to be one of the finestblooms of roses in all of EOS in this very garden. They are in memoryof Noctis’ mother actually, this type was her favorite.” Gladioluswent on, there was a happy smile on his face as he thought about theplants.

Thetwo of them had some free time Noctis and Prompto were out fishingnot too far from the palace gardens where Gladiolus and Morana wereheading to. Well technically they were already in the gardens as itspans many acres of land filled with lush and fragrant flowers thatseem to be in bloom all year. Gladiolus had let it slip that he was afan of flowers, not due to the fact that his whole family line isnamed after flowers but purely because he loved how varied they areand infinite in style. He stated proudly he was proud of the flowerhe was named after along with the one his father and sister werenamed after, in which Morana had fallen off her chair at the campsitelaughing. Ever since then he had been determined to educate her onthe delights of flowers so whenever he came across any flower he madepoint to tell her about it. It shocked most of the group on how muchhe knew about flowers and other type of fauna earning some teasingfrom Prompto and Noctis.

Moranawas hit or miss on understanding the appeal of them if she liked thesmell of them she was eager but if she couldn’t smell it or found itoffensive to her nose she would tease him or just loose interest. Hewas having better luck than Ignis was on teaching her how to writeand read, Morana couldn’t understand why she needed to learn attwenty six she had made it that far in life without knowing whybother now.

“Whycouldn’t we do this after breakfast?” Morana asked, as she leanedinto Gladiolus’ as he started to take shorter strides.

“Wehad breakfast already.” Gladiolus said reaching around pinching herass teasingly as they walked down the cobblestone path.

Moranasmacked his ass back laughing at him, “that morning quickie burntmore calories than it did for intake of calories at least on my endthere ‘mister I’m just going to lay there’.”

“Heyyou were the one that jumped on it.” Gladiolus sassed back, gladshe was back to being genial.

Asthey walked down the path bushes on their left and right sides, thefoliage was high only Gladiolus’ head could be seen over the top. Theforsythia busheswere in full bloom, the bright yellow flowers bring a light scent totheir noses masked the light smell of food. It was about ten in themorning, Noctis for once waking early to go fishing because he heardof a rare fish living in that pond, Prompto dying to take pictures ofthe catch. Morana and Prompto still didn’t get along, Gladiolus andIgnis spent a lot of time keeping her away from him. It often spurneda argument with Ignis or Noctis about Morana staying in the groupwith her issues with Prompto and the trouble it caused the group butGladiolus didn’t want to hear about it. He loved her with all hisheart, the things that she brought to the group helped out a wholelot despite some of her rather outstanding flaws. Her knowledge onthe Magitek was far superior than Ignis or Cor’s so that helped thema lot when they had to fight them or evade them.

Theypast a set of lilacs that made Morana stop in her path, shepractically buried her face in the light blue flower, the happy sighshe made brought a smile to Gladiolus’ face. The scent made him thinkof his aunt who bore the same name but she always went by 'Lil’ dueto so many people not understanding the Amicitia tradition. Walkingbehind Morana, he wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her closeplacing a few soft kisses to the back of her neck enjoying thereaction of her giggling and pulling away from him. Soft moments likethis with her was amongst his favorites, underneath the scarredexterior Morana was a soft and kind person it was just the outerlayer was a bit too much for some to handle.

“Thoseare lilacs, I had a aunt named after them. They are very nice springflowers to see. Come on babe let’s go see those roses and then we canhit up the kitchens.” Gladiolus urged her, as she reached out withher bandaged left hand to caress the petals.

“Okay,Gladdy.” She murmured as she followed him.

Asthey rounded the corner towards the roses they heard someconversation that made them stop in their tracks. Morana was first tostop as her hearing was a bit better than Gladiolus’ automaticallyturning to the right she veered off course causing him to jerk to theside a bit.

“Isthat Specs’ voice I hear?” Gladiolus asked as he took a long stridecatching up to Morana.

“Soundslike him, I could have sworn I heard laughing.” Morana answered, acurious tone of voice.

“Specslaughing? Well that’s rare.” Gladiolus replied.

“Ididn’t think he knew how to beyond chuckles at his own lame puns.”Morana added following the sounds down a cobblestone path.

Thepath was a bit smaller than the main one they had been on, thecobblestone was a bit broken up as if this was a older part of thegarden. The smell of food wafted up to her nose making her clutch herstomach, the pangs of being hungry was rising to the surface with afierce anger. Smells of croissants, jam, coffee, tea and some meatswas making her quicken her pace as she forgot about looking for Ignisto food.

Amoment later Morana stopped in her tracks as her light green eyeslanded on a table in the middle of a open expanse of cobblestoneneatly surrounded by juniper bushes and a few weeping willows. Shespotted Ignis looking calm and relax the second his emerald eyeslooked up from his companions hands that were placed on top of his onthe table the look of shock went through him. The mood changedinstantly as Morana looked at the female beside Ignis, quickly shestood in front of Gladiolus as if her small body could hide him fromthe woman. Hands went into a tight ball, the bandaged hand stressedsome nearly breaking the skin open again. Blood would be dangerous tospill right now.

“Gladiolus– Morana what a pleasant surprise.” Ignis said clearing histhroat standing up looking at them and then back to his companiongiving her a reassuring smile.

“Iwas showing Morana the roses and we heard your voice.”

“OhI see.” Ignis commented. “Well…this is Emniya. - Emniya mydear this is Gladiolus and his girlfriend Morana.”

Moranadidn’t say a thing as Gladiolus greeted her a charming smile on hisface, her eyes kept darting from the food on the table to Emniya. Thelithe woman looked up at Morana, her small violet eyes locking onMorana’s caused the woman to stiffen in spot. Temporarily loosinginterest in the food Morana stared at Emniya studying her, notnoticing Gladiolus’ hand on her waist or him muttering in her ear.They all remember when Morana met Cindy and how well that went over,the blonde receiving a verbal abuse from Morana for her flirtycomments towards Gladiolus.

IfMorana was a cat her tail would be puffed up now, back arched earspinned back. Instead her eyes were narrowed taking in the details,shoulders squared as she stood up straighter getting rid of thenormal slouch that ruined her posture. Her right hand ghosting overthe back of her bandaged left hand, Gladiolus quickly snatched herhand away from the wound.

“Babeit’s okay, I’m here. You trust me right?” Gladiolus finally made itthrough the fog of her concentration.

“Uhuh.”Was all that escaped her lips.

Emniyapulled back some of the thick umbre hair behind her ears, her heavilyaccented voice spoke up, “you look hungry Morana why don’t you joinus?”

“Irather not.” Morana spoke stiffly, despite her stomach was nowrumbling loudly from the smells of food waking it up.

“Ithink you would actually find Emniya’s presence rather relaxing.”Ignis spoke up a diplomatic tone of voice trying to help mediate thepossible dangerous outcome.

“She’sprettier…she is…what is that word…” Morana rambledunder her breath her eyes focused solely on Emniya still.

“Youare beautiful Morana, I love you.” Gladiolus reassured her, theyhad made such progress he didn’t want her to regress back to what shewas like several months ago.

Lashingout violently at any female she saw, sending them running cryingbecause she felt threatened by their presence. Slowly Gladiolus andthe others got her to calm down reassuring her that things were okay.It was a lot of work for Gladiolus keeping Morana feeling safe withhim, that he wasn’t going to leave her for another woman. She didn’tvalue herself very much, it hurt his feelings a lot to see her hateherself so much but she was getting better.

Gladiolus’phone rang it was Noctis’ tone he couldn’t ignore it, picking it uphe answered still keeping a hand on Morana’s hip rubbing a softpattern on her bare skin. His hand stopped the tone of Noctis’ voicewas serious and sounded urgent, signaling to Ignis to come over hetook a tentative step away from Morana. Standing up to her fullheight Emniya took a few steps towards them, eyes on Morana, acalming smile on her face.

“Pleasehave some food Ignis made too much for the both of us to eat.” Sheoffered again, pulling out the third chair for Morana.

“Ignismade it?” Morana questioned.

“Yes.”

“Sothen I know it was poisoned.” Morana sat down, making sure to be asfar away from Emniya as possible but close enough to attack ifneeded.

“Howlong have you know Gladiolus?”

“Don’ttalk about him. He’s my boyfriend.” Morana snapped as she sniffedat the pot of coffee, fresh bold brew Ebony from Ignis’ privatestash.

“Iunderstand that, how long have you two been dating?” Emniya asked,her accent voice was smooth but it made Morana slightly curious as towhere she was from.

“Afew months…” Morana answered as she poured the coffee in a cupadding several cubes of sugar into it.

“Youare very protective of him.” Emniya said as she nudged the creamertowards Morana.

“Ilove him, he loves me.” Morana answered simply, pouring a littlebit of the creamer into the cup.

“Youdrink your coffee just like Ignis.” Emniya commented trying to findsome common ground with the woman before her, understanding the tensesituation before her.

“Heis the one that got me into coffee they didn’t have it where I grewup. I was fed once a day…probably not like you, look spoiled.”

“Nofar from it actually. Ignis spoils me. My childhood was less thansavory.” She commented, as she started to sip at her tea.

“Iwas held captive in a facility of the Empire, tortured daily they putmetal parts in me when they killed off the fleshy bits of me.”Morana sniped back as she picked up a danish, taking small bites outof it.

“Whydid they do such things to you?” The shocked face was clear onEmniya’s face, violet eyes wide as her lips curled in disgust.

“Theywanted to make Magitek,” Morana tried to explain. “I was one ofthe firsts a failure deemed worthless by the Chancellor and tossedaside like trash.”

“Thatis no way to treat a person…such things is making me question myfaith.” Emniya voiced her opinion.

“Faith?Gripping to a faceless person for help, why not help yourself? TheAstrals never came to help me when as a child I was being tortureddaily.”

“Itis not faceless.”

“Sureyou plastered a 'face’ on it but does your god personally visit you?”Morana said, a sharp tone of voice as she sipped at the coffee lightgreen eyes noticing the posture of the woman in front of her changefrom relaxed to alert.

“Yes.”Emniya countered, a slight perturbed tone hitting her voice as shelistened to the slight laugh Morana let out.

“Wellif they do personally visit you then you should really consideryourself lucky. Most of the time the Astrals ignore the small folk.”

“Theytouch a few but they love all.” Emniya commented, softly in tonebut strong in conviction.

“Idon’t think you question your faith too much then. I don’t believe inthat stuff really. I trust in what I can grasp in my own two hands.”

Itwent quiet for a few moments as Morana focused on food, leavingEmniya to her thoughts about what the older woman in front of hersaid.

“Doyou have family?” Emniya asked suddenly.

“Family?I was ripped away from them when I was really young, I don’t rememberthem. They didn’t care too much to find me so I was probably somebastard child.” Morana shrugged, family was just a word to her thatshe learned recently from Ignis, it meant nothing to her.

“SoGladiolus, Noctis, Ignis and Prompto are your family then.”

“Afucked up one then, I hate Prompto.”

“Soundslike a normal one to me.” She mused a small smirk forming at herlips.

“Whatis this, called?” Morana asked picking up a roll.

“It’sa croissant, a soft buttery pastry. It’s something I brought, Ididn’t make it though. Try it with the jam.”

Moranadidn’t reply, she placed the croissant back down on the plate givingthe item a dirty glare. It was clear she was only going to touchfoods that Ignis had created. Emniya let out a dry chuckle, sheunderstood the reaction it was something she dealt with before anddidn’t hold and remorse towards Morana.

“Ilove Ignis he ate from the croissants and he’s quite fine right overthere talking to Gladiolus.” Emniya reassured, nudging the plateover towards Morana.

“Hecarries amulets to help him ward of poisons I don’t. You see myconflict?”

Emniyatook the croissant ripping off a piece a bunch of crumbs litteringthe off white linen table cloth and the plate as she plopped a piecein her mouth. Showing Morana that she did not carried amulets orbracelets to ward off poison as she happily chewed the bread.Breaking off another piece Emniya handed it over to Morana who staredat the food being offered. Taking the food from Emniya’s hand makingsure she didn’t touch the other woman Morana took a small tentativebite. Her eyes lit up as the multiple layers of soft bread melted inher mouth, leaving a mouthwatering reaction to her taste buds. Moranaonly knew foods that Ignis cooked for her and things that were fed toher at the Empire, her palette was sparse and lacking in refinement.

“Thisis, fantastic. How does it melt like this in your mouth? I…Gladdycome here.” Morana said excitably unable to hold back her thoughtsabout the food even in front of a stranger.

“Whatis going on babe?” Gladiolus asked as he returned to the tabletrying to hide the shocked look on his face to see Morana was lookingpleased.

“Trythis it’s a croissant.” Morana said turning to face him holding upa piece of the bread, a childish look on her face.

“OkayRana.” He said leaning close to her biting the food right out ofher hands, hands on her shoulders gently massaging them, noticing shewasn’t too tense.

“Howdid things go?” Ignis asked Emniya as he sat back down next to her.

“Quitewell.” Emniya answered with a smile on her face as she turned towatch Morana and Gladiolus.

“Didyou make this Ignis?” Gladiolus asked, as Morana reached upbrushing a few crumbs off his beard.

“No,Emniya brought them, she isn’t that bad. She is, okay.”Morana butted in before Ignis could comment.

Thatis the closest Morana would say to referring to anyone beyondGladiolus and possibly Ignis in a positive light. That was basicallyher saying Emniya was a friend or at least a potential friend.Gladiolus couldn’t believe his eyes or ears when he heard her saythat nor the smirk on her face as she stood up leaning into himplacing a kiss on his chin.

“Let’sgo see those roses.” Morana said, giving the woman a casual waveturning away from her wrapping a arm around Gladiolus’ waist. “Nicetalking to you Emniya.”

“Wow,she remembered your name twice.” Ignis commented as Morana andGladiolus walked down the right side path to the roses.

#jin responds #gladiolus amicitia #ignis scientia #emniya #morana tarda #ff15

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So I’m doing this both Morana Tarda and Lenore Graves.

Morana Tarda (Mafia AU)

38. What do they admire in others? What talents do they wish they had?

Hardworking attitudes, she doesn’t approve of slacking. Morana wishes she could cook, she watches Ignis sometimes and feels like watching him cook is like magic.

39. Do they like letters? Or prefer emails/messaging?

Morana prefers text messages because she has a special ringtone for everyone and likes to hear the sounds.

40. Do they like energy drinks? Coffee? Sugary food? Or can they naturally stay awake and alert?

Coffee, though she’s has a good state of being alert at all times due to the way she grew up (both game and mafia timelines). Morana knows how to make coffee pretty much the only food like item she has mastered, she learned how to make it to apologize to breaking a pair of Ignis’ glasses. She loves coffee with a bit of cream and sugar. She’s never tried energy drinks before.

41. What’s their sexuality? What do they find attractive? Physically and mentally? What do they like/need in a relationship?

Morana is bisexual despite her animosity towards most women. Sex to her is just a release of stress. (Well until she meets and deals with Gladiolus and teddy-bear gladio sex gives her a different thought on that matter) She is not really attracted to a person physically it’s more emotional if they click she will want to have sex with them. If you can put up with her she’ll feel obligated to lay you. In a relationship she needs someone who can tire her out, who can put up with her issues with herself and people in general, her attitude. A patient person who can handle her physical aggression.

42. What are their goals? What would they sacrifice anything for? What is their secret ambition?

Her goals is make the Caelum Family a success. She would sacrifice anything to make sure it is attained, Morana does not know when to give up. Her secret ambition is to learn how Prompto is so “well adjusted” for growing up in the orphanage and not having such mental problems like herself. (In Mafia AU instead of the Empire Facility it’s a Orphanage)

43. Are they religious? What do they think of religion? What do they think of religious people? What do they think of non religious people?

Morana is not religious at all. She doesn’t go to the Sunday Mass that Regis deems “mandatory” she shows up for the headcount, “I need to pee!” sneaks out the window and has her relaxing Sunday to herself. Morana does not understand or care for it at all, she believes she can stand on her own two feet and does not need a invisible friend to help her in her “time of need”. She doesn’t have a opinion on highly religious people, if they try to force religion on her she will shut them down in any form. She is fine with non religious people as long as they don’t go bashing on religion. She doesn’t feel the need to shit on people’s beliefs if they are being polite and passive about it all.

44. What is their favorite season? Type of weather? Are they good in the cold or the heat? What weather do they complain in the most?

Fall and Winter are her favorites, she likes to play in the leaves and snow. She also likes rain because it makes her think the world is crying, so it reflects how she feels most of the time. She works best in the cold, as she moves around a lot and it takes a lot of effort to use her weapon due to her height her weapon is a bit troublesome to use. (She needs a shorter chain) She gets hot easy and fighting in the summer like that a lot of sweating then passing out. The humid heat she bitches like no tomorrow, it’s quite annoying and she’s ruined a few missions because of it.

45. How do other people see them? Is it similar to how they see themselves?

Well Gladiolus sees her as his personal Goddess.

Ignis sees her as one he wants to worship but also wants to show her who is boss. (he wants to try and dom her.)

The others?

She her as this manic bipolar bitchy woman, who is like a poisonous cactuar to deal with.

Morana sees herself as a small black cat who is trying to protect her loved things and herself from the big bad dogs.

Lenore Graves (Mafia AU)

38. What do they admire in others? What talents do they wish they had?

The ability to be in a room and be quite, that you don’t need to always fill the silence with talk. She wishes she could speak her mind. (Like Morana does)

39. Do they like letters? Or prefer emails/messaging?

Letters she likes her handwriting so she likes to see it.

40. Do they like energy drinks? Coffee? Sugary food? Or can they naturally stay awake and alert?

Red Bull and AMP, she’s not a huge coffee drinker. Loves sugary foods to death. (Think of Gintoki for that…) She takes a lot of cat naps and never actually sleeps.

41. What’s their sexuality? What do they find attractive? Physically and mentally? What do they like/need in a relationship?

She classifies herself as pansexual but she’s more bisexual. She’s attracted to tall people, nice hair, strong jaw lines, ample figures, can actually hold a witty banter back with her and understand she doesn’t like being touched. She needs someone that can understand that she can go days without talking, touching or actually doing anything but work. (Lenore is detached and aloof a lot of the times)

42. What are their goals? What would they sacrifice anything for? What is their secret ambition?

To make sure that Ardyn gets control over the Caelum family. Yes she will, without flaw she will sacrifice anything. Her secret ambition is to have Ravus love her.

43. Are they religious? What do they think of religion? What do they think of religious people? What do they think of non religious people?

She is, going to Mass each Sunday to worship the Deities of Izunia Family. She finds a lot of comfort in it and appreciates all of the teachings coming from it. She doesn’t like it when other religious people try to force the religions on others it makes her uncomfortable, if you want to learn about it and ask her she’ll be happy to show you the books. She’s okay with non religious people.

44. What is their favorite season? Type of weather? Are they good in the cold or the heat? What weather do they complain in the most?

Spring and Fall, life and death. Breezy, cool, overcast. She prefers the cold but she’s okay in the heat as long as it’s not humid. Super humid and rain but her complaining is, a grimace and glare at the sky, she won’t voice it.

45. How do other people see them? Is it similar to how they see themselves?

It is not similar to how she sees herself, most see her as a robot but she sees herself as a caring older sister to the Family. She doesn’t quite understand that her sarcasm is not so well loved and that her glare is permanent on her face.

#detailed oc asks #Morana Tarda #lenore graves #jin replies

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