[and now he's in the principal's office for punching a bully right in the nose]

[and now he's in the principal's office for punching a bully right in the nose]

No running in the halls.

Acknowledged.

Yes.

[he's holding five different text books in one arm but this does not seem to be an issue for him] [who needs P.E to build muscle when you're a huge nerd]

GRUMBLE.

I offer to you this overworked Office Thancred in these trying times...may he nourish your soul 😌👐🧑‍💼 #ffxivart #thancredwaters

[Gridania is hosting a small fundraising festival to pay for expansions to the local community buildings - namely the market place and the carpenter's guild] [There's games, baked treats, artisan goods... And a very unamused Sanson sitting behind a stall labeled 'Kissing Booth']

So are squirrels but I still know better than to trust or even like them.

Look. I can be dense. But the asking about my squatting routine question can only go over my head so many times. I know what it means now. So you shouldn't find it amusing anymore.

No, you *can't* touch the tail.

"C-can you KNOCK-?!"

Focus on your mission, Honda.

That was a very lovely party, excusing the part where Urianger attempted to take a photograph of my arse. Thank you lady Ameliance.

Sparkle Sparkle.

The night was spent in the base camp that Crammevoix and the Scions had established. He barely sleeps, but he at least rests. Adrenaline and nerves are what have him up at first light. He hesitates, thinking about saying goodbyes or something...but no. He'll be back. That's not necessary. A >>

[this is making him miss Izumi for some reason]

９日目　ひろし

He stares at the Azem stone in his palm. He hears this message whenever he focuses on the crystal, like a recording. The dragoon is surprised to find himself needing to wipe at his eyes, fingers curling tightly around the rock as he tucks it away.

???: Herein I commit the chronicle of the traveler. Shepherd to the stars in the dark. Though the world be sundered and our souls set adrift, where you walk, my dearest friend, fate shall surely follow. For yours is the Fourteenth seat─ the seat of Azem.

[grumbling as he pins more notes]

But first, he has an important stop to make. He flies over to Idyllshire, bearing with him several gifts for the orphanage. He kneels and smiles as the children come up to him, shyly at first, and then more bold over time. He asks them what they want to be. What they want to do. Where they >>

"Would you be more comfortable in a jail cell."

But first, he has an important stop to make. He flies over to Idyllshire, bearing with him several gifts for the orphanage. He kneels and smiles as the children come up to him, shyly at first, and then more bold over time. He asks them what they want to be. What they want to do. Where they >>

He's at the war table with several other leaders from Eorzea and Thavnair, discussing the situation. "The reports may be conflicting, but we have to investigate each of them before we can determine which ones are false." 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦. "It could be an invasion with multiple fronts, >>

He's at the war table with several other leaders from Eorzea and Thavnair, discussing the situation. "The reports may be conflicting, but we have to investigate each of them before we can determine which ones are false." 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦. "It could be an invasion with multiple fronts, >>

Okay. Back to work.

Just one ale to settle himself a little, and then back to work. That had been what he told himself. Instead, Buscarron had to unofficially close the bar down early and leave Sanson alone, face down on the bar, clutching his tenth ale in one hand and frantically stroking his horns with the other, >>

It's with grim determination that he sets out for the Crystal Tower yet again, intent on reaching @allagachia.bsky.social 's location. He does not expect it to be easy. But he expects the source of any Allagan nonsense has originated here. Mercy was clearly a mistake.

Thought I was dead, didn’t you?

He fights. That was as it had always been. He was a weapon waiting to be picked up. To defend. To attack. To be used.

She's a TEENAGE GIRL. How threatening is that even supposed to be- [Takes the linkpearl. Instant-]

Now that he's back in Eorzea...he's indulging in the hot springs of Western Coerthas again.

//this is a years old meme question but sanson WOULD peel an orange for you However he would make sure you watched him do it, explain to you how to tell whether or not it's ripe, and get another orange and make you peel it while he's watching to make sure you can do it yourself now not because he >

//I've titled this one 'I heard the door opening animation noise while nudie posing who the fuck is in here'

[Unaware. Uninvolved. In his lane.]

💔

I know what I said.

//LOOK AT MY BABY BY @caffintales.bsky.social

[sitting on a rock several feet out from the beach - swishing his tail in the water and watching fish chase after it] [It's... idle. It's pointless. It's not work. It's not accomplishing anything.] [It's not very Sanson at all]

I miss Kupori... I hope the rest of the moogles aren't fretting too much that I'm gone...