I Am Thou

[vieraofinaba]

It had been some time since Yua's adventure into the First, now with the land trying to find a way to rebuild after the return of the night sky. Perhaps it was because of it, she has a new appreciation of the beauty of the stars, the color of the skies when the light vanishes for the time. And Yua has been wandering more around Eorzea during the night taking in the sights.

It's when she is around Mor Dhona that during one of her trips, there is something that catches her eye: a very large tentacled creature slithering around like a serpent with a gaping jaw.

"That's odd, I haven't heard of a Hunt Mark like that one-" She stops in mid sentence because the voidsent doesn't even bother to take notice of her but rather a figure lying on the ground. She can't tell who it is from where she is standing but that does not mean the viera woman will simply stand there. Unhooking her chakrams from her belt, she dashes forward and throws them at the monster's eyes.

"Hey Ugly! Over here!"

Yua couldn't think of a snappier comeback, there's more important things like making sure that guy who is lying there doesn't get hurt.

"Who on earth would even be out here around something like this?"

Comments

[angeloftruth]

"Yes, and? Is that a problem? I can go back to using hero or other such terms."

[vieraofinaba]

"No, not at all! It's just...that's the first time you used my name. It feels rather nice."

[angeloftruth]

Nice?

"Yes, well, since you've yet to settle on a title and "hero" gets boring I have to call you something," he points out, oddly embarrassed.

[vieraofinaba]

"To be honest, I don't like using my title because it just feels too easy to get things." Now to someone normal, this might be weird but Yua has always been a little different from others.

"So Yua works fine. I appreciate it." She would ask if calling him by his real name would help but that may be awkward.

[angeloftruth]

"Hm." Alright then. Back to clothes inspecting. "A question, however. How did you get my sizes?"

[vieraofinaba]

That earns a bit of nervous laughter, scratching her cheek. "Well, that was the hard part. I had been planning to ask whenever I had a free moment but everytime I did, you were fast asleep. Like clockwork or something. And I had to...improvise..."

Are words needed?

"Honestly you are a really heavy sleeper."

[angeloftruth]

A long, long moment of dead silence.

"And you didn't think to leave a note asking for a tailoring session...why?"

[vieraofinaba]

"Would you have agreed?"

In hindsight...probably the best choice but Yua sometimes doesn't think of those until it was too late.

"But I did have supervision! Rhel was here with me and brought some mammets along."

[angeloftruth]

"Likely, yes." A beat. "And if you think telling me that terror of a black mage was here as 'supervision' will make me feel better, then I have some unfortunate news for you."

[vieraofinaba]

"If it helps, all she did was snark and sip tea. The mammets did a good portion of work."

[angeloftruth]

"Mammets that she no doubt had made to record that sort of information," he grumbles. "She's terrible, Yua. You can do better."

[vieraofinaba]

"...what kind of information would she get from your measurements?"

[angeloftruth]

"Is the art of creating properly sized mammets to jinx and curse lost in this age?"

[vieraofinaba]

"If you mean curses as in the not so polite way then those exist. But then again, Sharlyans and Allagans."

[angeloftruth]

"No, I mean in the "painful magical" variety. What do Sharlyans have to do with anything?"

[vieraofinaba]

"I've been on the other end of those mammets of theirs; they do indeed hurt."

Hello Antitower.

[angeloftruth]

"Still not what I'm talking about." He sighs. "I forget how long ago it started, but at one point it was very common to see people cursing and harming lifelike mammets of their enemies to cause them pain and grief."

Voodoo. He means voodoo dolls.

[vieraofinaba]

Yua taps her chin in thought as she tries to parse out the information Emet is speaking of.

"Hmm, mammets that look like their enemies but can cause pain...oh! You mean like a voodoo doll? Those exist on Earth but the effectiveness can be argued."

[angeloftruth]

"A...I'm sorry, a what doll?"

[vieraofinaba]

"A voodoo doll. It sounds a lot like what you're describing except most of the dolls I heard of don't use metal. Depending on the country, the materials differ but the idea is the same. For example, where I'm from in Japan, they use a small wooden doll along with something of the person they want cursed, usually hair or something that belongs to them."

Should she bring up the ways to curse it? Nah.

"...so is it strange that we went from clothing to curse dolls?"

[angeloftruth]

"Only because you never had a conversation in Amaurot," he retorts. "That sort of wandering happened all the time."

[vieraofinaba]

"That sounds like a wild ride."

[angeloftruth]

"I once started a conversation discussing the current curriculum for children aged...well, essentially primary school aged and ended up ranting about the decline of Amaurotine opera for half an hour."

[vieraofinaba]

That got Yua to giggle, picturing the man going on a tangent. "So you've always loved the arts then. Those on the Prima Vista did mention how much of a patron you were."

[angeloftruth]

"Ah, the Prima Vista." You can hear the smile in Emet's voice as he pulls an outfit out of the wardrobe. "One of the best troupes since the Sundering, believe it or not. Always putting on interesting plays and never missed a chance to perform at my birthday. I still say "I Want To Be Your Canary" was one of their best plays."