I’m leaving FFT (and KHT as Larxene).

No, it’s not that I want to, because if I could stay and be active I would. School and work are becoming really hard to handle and I feel horrible for not being on and hogging a character. 

I don’t regret my time here on FFT (or on KHT). I’ve enjoyed every single moment I’ve spent here interacting with everyone and meeting some of my best friends. I have some great memories from this place and I’ve seen myself mature as a role-player all-in-all. Thank you everyone for being so kind and wonderful<3. It’s really hard for me to leave this place right now, but I have to.

If you guys want to keep in touch at all here’s my personal. A lot of people also have my msn, but if you don’t and want to add me for whatever reason mine is larsasolidoor@hotmail.com. I’m not sure what’s going to happen to this account, all I know is that it won’t be deactivated because all dem memories. (I also have independent accounts for both Larsa and Larxene, I’m not really active on those either, but you can add them if you so wish.)

I will be informing the masterlist(s) soon with my decision. There is a possibility that when things lighten up for me I may come back, but it’s not for sure yet. You can unfollow if you would like.

Thanks for everything. Have a old memory picture while I’m at it:

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flyingsurfboard:

Good. I don’t want you all stressed out and what not. Am I getting lectured from you too? Locke practically said the same thing. I’m not gonna do anything stupid with it. It’s just to help me defend myself if I don’t have my board with me. I’ll be fine…promise *smiles lightly*

*Pouts slightly, but gives her a faint smile* Good, then. Besides obtaining a new weapon, what else have you done? I would tell you what I have done, but it’s quite boring…

flyingsurfboard:

*rolls her eyes but smiles nonetheless* I think I shall carry a map with me then. Work? *furrows her brow, obviously worried* Have they been drowning you with papers again? Well at least you’re taking some time off. *bringing her legs up, she crosses them and props her elbow on her knee as stand for her cheek to rest on* mm, it has been awhile. I’m alright. Locke gave me a dagger, that was nice of him. I needed one for when I go out.

*nods* I do not wish to overwhelm myself. *he smiles* Locke, hm? He and I need to speak at some point, I miss his company. And, though daggers can be helpful, they can also be dangerous. Mind yourself, Filo. 

flyingsurfboard:

larsasolidor replied to your post: *swings on her hammock while cleaning her dagger*
*wanders up to her, smiling; though his face soon turns, eyes widening at the dagger* Uhm— Hello, Filo.

Hm? *looks up lazily* Larsa! *sits up and smiles* What’s up? *wraps the cloth around the blade before placing it in her bag*

*Points up* Do you not know your directions? *chuckles* I jest— I am well, work has been piling up. I thought I’d escape it for awhile. How about yourself? It has been awhile since we have spoken.

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Anonymous ASKED

*Wonders in his inbox and looks around, he spots the note and treat. Sitting upon the floor now, he reads it. A look of confusion passes his face as he takes a bite of the cake.* What could that mean? 

crystallique:

Why thank you Larsa, you are really sweet -smiles then laughs shyly- Thank you, its not very common, I’m from Cocoon… well was. At the moment I am living on Gran Pulse.  Ivalice? That sounds new to me, it must be wonderful.!

Ah, I’ve heard of both places for people who roam around here. And, yes, ‘tis a beautiful place. I’m proud to rule a part of it. *nods*

(Source: larsasolidor)

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youngskypirate ASKED

*Quirks a brow, looking at the muffins; then glances up to the other shooting her a smile* They look delicious! And I should have known that the infamous Filo would have traps around at all times. Apology accepted, of course. *Reaches in for a muffin, picking at the top and popping small bits into his mouth*

myglassesareflawless:

Hm? [snaps out of her reverie and eyes him] Sorry, we haven’t. [holds out her hand, scrutinizing him] But isn’t it a bit past your bedtime?

*He opens his mouth to say something, but closes it and shakes the other’s hand; his nose scrunches slightly at her last comment* Bedtimes do not quite apply— my work is never done. *A nervous smile appears on his face*

(Source: larsasolidor)