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#the dragonstar aux marrons are based on sohm al tart...who do we know that canonically loves that dessert...
blackestnight · 6 months
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spoilers for the omicron beast tribe! you know i love the wobots.
It had been a gamble to try it in the first place—and Y’shtola had called it suicidally stupid, after, which was awfully hypocritical from her of all people—but the lingering aether trail from the Ragnarok’s flight to Ultima Thule was a strong enough thread that Hanami could follow it with a teleport spell. It was exhausting even for her, and she could only set out from or return to Sharlayan, but it was possible.
The Sharlayan part was probably a blessing in disguise, she decided, as she landed on the stones surrounding Foundation’s aetheryte. Going from the unnatural stillness of Ultima Thule’s climate to the chill of Sharlayan was irritating, but going straight from that to the skin-searing highland winds of Ishgard would be awful. Not to mention the Sharlayans were less likely to gossip when she appeared with a talking rabbit on her heels, or a—
This unit finds this method of transport foolish, N-7000's little drone beeped from inside her bag. This drone's sensors are obstructed, and allied unit Hanami Hagane's personal effects storage is filthy.
"Can you shut up for two minutes," Hanami muttered, and clutched a hand over the flap of her bag for good measure. "If I let you out here your joints will freeze and I am not dealing with your complaining." Besides, it was Stigma-4's fault that her entire bag still reeked of puantplant—at this rate she was going to find a way to make it pay for a replacement, although she was pretty sure the only real gil in circulation at the Last Dregs was hers anyway.
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