[ --Fire. She has magic - a l'Cie? That's impossible, the Lightning Hope knew... her big sister... she was gone due to that very same curse. Letting out a small yelp as the flames danced slightly, Hope gripped to the knife, trying to appear not completely horrified. It wasn't working.
She looked a lot like Lightning, was it not for her face. Something seemed... older about it. Scarier, twisted. Or was that just her imagination? ]
What? No, [ that was serahs' last name, why would she carry it, why would she do that ] Hope Farron.
[ Those simple words came out more confidently - but not by much. Hope was bracing for a wave of fire - though it was lighting the scene, it could be easily turned on her for intruding this tent. ]
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She looked a lot like Lightning, was it not for her face. Something seemed... older about it. Scarier, twisted. Or was that just her imagination? ]
What? No, [ that was serahs' last name, why would she carry it, why would she do that ] Hope Farron.
[ Those simple words came out more confidently - but not by much. Hope was bracing for a wave of fire - though it was lighting the scene, it could be easily turned on her for intruding this tent. ]