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righthererightzao · 3 years
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Happy Pride Month Folks
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whitherliliesbloom · 4 years
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❀ Fejika
Flowers very much Fejika's Kryptonite.
Flowers for drabbles!
Fejika fear nothing. Fejika will fight all who stand in Fejika way. But that little bunch of pollen trap in pale lalafells' hand? It scares Fejika. [670 words]
A swig of ale makes a Fejika happy, especially during nice weather such as this.
But duty calls, not always in a way Fejika would like. Their responsibilities take them to Limsa Lominsa, where the woman they must seek aid from has been reported to be staying for the next few days.
It's rare for the oh so famous fellow hero to be staying in one place for an extended period of time, but Fejika would garner a guess that much like themselves, this lalafellin white mage has responsibilities that would dictate where her next home would be, and for how long.
It was easy matter asking around the Bulwark Hall for the one named Illya Skawi, few people in the realm would fail to recognize her presence as one of the greats of this realm, after all. It would thus come as a surprise to them when Fejika approached to ask for her whereabouts. A hero looking for another hero.
Fejika's search takes them to central la noscea, where they hear the woman has been tasked with collecting a list of herbs for medicinal use.
Herbs are fine, Fejika knows herbs. Harmless enough, and they are even good for treating ailments.
With an almost casual swagger then, Fejika would stroll up to the fellow lalafell after catching sight of an unmistakable length of pure white hair in the fields, her back turned to them.
"Pale lalafell is Illya Skawi, yes? Fejika look for pale lalafell all over."
The dunesfolk turns around sharply, violet eyes widening at the sound of her name being called. She's evidently startled, but not as much as Fejika was when they catch sight of what was clasped in her hands.
"Ah! What that?!" The plainsfolk takes two large steps back and throws their hands up, glaring at the offending object in Illya's hands. The utter terror in Fejika's eyes would easily cause any who were witness to the scene to mistaken Fejika's fear as being a result of Illya herself.
"I-I'm sorry??"
"Flowers?? Flowers full of pollen yes? Get pollen trap away from Fejika!"
"T-the daisies??" She's astonished by Fejika's presence alone, much less their sudden demeanor towards something as harmless as daisies. "I-i just thought these daisies were so pretty and.."
Illya holds the white flowers up closer to Fejika, eliciting a hiss from the plainsfolk.
"Pollen trap make Fejika nose itch! Take pollen trap away from Fejika, or pale lalafell get hit by Fejika's boomstick!"
Though startled further by the threat, Illya finally understands the stranger's words and lowers her arms.
"O-oh-- Y-you're allergic to pollen?? I-I'm sorry.. I-i'll put these away."
It isn't until Illya has made good on her promise and stuffed the little bunch of daisies into her fannypack that Fejika's stance would relax.
With a slump of their shoulders, Fejika heaves out a sigh. Crisis averted. No sticky sneezes and itchy nose for Fejika today.
"Y-you said you were looking for me..? I am indeed Illya.."
Right, right. Fejika was here for business. There's a matter of great importance that the pale lalafell must lend her aid with, healing after all is beyond Fejika's area of expertise.
"Come close to Fejika. No uplanders must hear of this."
With a nod, Illya draws closer as instructed, and she brushes strands of her white hair behind pointed ears to listen to what Fejika has to say.
"There.... A-A-Achhooo!"
The ginger suddenly staggers back, hands raised up to their nose as they stare at the utterly confused dunesfolk with an accusatory glare.
"P-Pale...pale lalafell...is a pollen trap?!"
That accusation prompts a look of horror on Illya's expression, confirming Fejika's worst fears.
"A-Ah- I just came from the Lavender Beds, and I haven't changed my clothes and-"
"Achoo! S-stay away from Fejika!"
Like escaping from a ticking time bomb, Fejika turns to run away, sneezing and cursing into the wind.
"P-please wait! I-I'm sorry! I-i may have a potion for your allergies!!"
"Stay away from Fejika, pollen trap lalafell!"
Pale lalafell scares Fejika.
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righthererightzao · 3 years
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Lalapril - Day 11: Support
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righthererightzao · 3 years
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Lalapril - Day 10: Faejika
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righthererightzao · 3 years
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Lalapril - Day 7: A Precious Jewel
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righthererightzao · 3 years
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All Gremlin
No Biney
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righthererightzao · 3 years
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Lalapril - Day 17: Treasure
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righthererightzao · 3 years
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Lalapril - Day 5: Dye
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righthererightzao · 3 years
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Lalapril - Day 9: Standing Over The Edge
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righthererightzao · 3 years
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Lalapril - Day 19: A Weapon Fit For Slaying Monsters
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righthererightzao · 3 years
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Lalapril - Day 13: Journey
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righthererightzao · 3 years
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Lalapril - Day 12: Pet - Featuring Dandelion and Burdock
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righthererightzao · 3 years
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“You had brainfruits that it was a Snowman, but it was Fejika!”
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righthererightzao · 3 years
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Non Biney
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righthererightzao · 3 years
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 The Erebomancer
Been playing around with some AU ideas, for little one shots while I recharge for the holidays before tackling more bigger projects in the new year. I thought @windup-dragoon​ ‘s idea of the Stormblood Campaign Bad End, where the Garleans win was really neat, so I thought of what Fejika would be like if the Alliance had lost.
Here we have a much older Fejika. No longer physically capable of fighting, they have focused on the more arcane applications of their Dark Arts. Capable of summoning a host of living shadows to do their bidding, they prey upon unsuspecting Imperal patrols, taking whatever supplies they need before disappearing back into the night, waiting for the day when the fires of revolution are kindled once more.
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righthererightzao · 4 years
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It’s Dangerous To Go Alone
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