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i: don't blink;

[ this sort of atmosphere around this time of year is not unexpected; even in eorzea this had been a season to honor the dead and celebrate all things dreadfully spooky, and it seems that her own world is not the only one to think along those lines. she has spent so much time jumping across worlds, yet they all have so very many things in common.. a shame she's not a philosophical enough to consider the meaning there.

nevertheless, she has plenty of dead to mourn and pay respects to, and given half the chance, she will. there may not be any dead of her own here on these grounds, but that does not mean that she cannot use the space and time to honor them here, for they are never far from her heart. for all these grounds might have been crafted to house the dead, there is no denying the dark beauty of this site, with its solemn statues, tall trees, and beautiful, sobering crystal formations, all of it lit by the soft, faint emerald glow of the spring of the ascended.

leaving her large red chocobo tied by the entrance, alisaie walks quietly between the gravestones and crystals and mausoleums, carrying in her palms a candle in a small crystal bowl.

if you like, you can find her sitting comfortably in a patch of grass near to the spring, lost in thought - or mayhaps instead you espy the the creepy statue stalking closer to her.. that stops in its tracks the moment she lifts her eyes to it. ]

ii: unchained melody;

[ this beautiful emerald spring might be tempting to even the strongest of wills, and alisaie is no exception. for all of her strengths, one of her great faults is her inability to let go of the past, of the dead, and with every year that passes she has more names to add to the list, more faces to remember.

but to her credit, when the mercreature approaches, beseeching her with its sad, beautiful eyes.. she resists. it's tempting, oh gods is it tempting - every fiber of her being aches to see the faces of her loved ones, to hear their voices, and for a few dangerous moments she thinks she might give in - but instead she finds herself shaking her head. ]

.. no, thank you.

[ she murmurs, and the mercreature lingers a few moments longer, watching her balefully, before at last it turns and slinks soundlessly away.. mayhaps to you. or mayhaps instead when she looks down into the waters again, it is your face she will see, in need of a little rescuing! ]

iii: death becomes you;

[ all right, who the heck is screwing with her!!

alisaie isn't a particularly superstitious girl, nor paranoid, but the strange happenings in her home are far too numerous to chalk up to coincidence. if some spook followed her home from the solemn grounds, so help her but she will exorcise its unfortunate ass right back to the pit with a kick to the arse..

and that eye that's popped up on the wall is more than a little disconcerting, but nothing she does can banish the thing.

so she's quite curious indeed when an eye of the very same variety pops up on her phone! alisaie does not hesitate even one moment to open up this insidious app, no matter how foolish a choice it might seem. she'd totally die first in a horror movie when trying to fight the ghost.. at any rate, she's certainly surprised when the face of another moonblessed pops up on her screen. her brows fly high into her fringe. ]

Um.. hello. Is this your doing?

iv: wildcard;

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