[Text - Kefka 002]
Jan. 10th, 2010 01:16 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
I feel his voice no longer has spark.
Please tell me this isn't true
Tell me you're out there my compatriot, my ally, my brother in arms
[This is the first time Ashe has ventured outside alone since giving birth, aiming for a short walk around the stalls in the hope of finding a fur blanket. One thick enough to shelter Shain from the cold; they travel to Figaro soon, once a few issues have been resolved. Before then, short walks such as this, she hopes, will help replenish her strength. Suddenly the princess gasps in surprise, she hadn't tied her purse strings tightly enough and now gil is clinking, rolling downward into the cobbled alley beside the inn.
Irritated by her own carelessness Ashe gives a heavy sigh, following the stray coins into the shadows. Bending over hurts, the only way she can focus is by biting her lip and just getting on with it, as quickly as her body allows.]