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HANDLE: aiden
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NAME: Alisaie Leveilleur
CANON: Final Fantasy XIV
CANON POINT: Post Stormblood Main story, plus one year of Acatalepsy CRAU
AGE: 19
BACKGROUND: Her wiki page is here! Alisaie also spent about a year in the game Acatalepsy, where she gained the power to shapeshift into various creatures while world-hopping to several different worlds. Sent to these different planes by a witch called Astoria, along with her fellow circle members, where they were expected to help these worlds in crisis. Most of the time, they succeeded. Before arriving in Prismatica, Alisaie was in the middle of helping a world in deep space, aboard an enormous space station ship called the Horologium.

PERSONALITY:
Alisaie is, to a word, direct. Bold, forward, and without hesitation, she's quick to assess and chase after her goals, and heaven help whatever stands between her and her destination. Though she does possess a rational side that can be appealed to, in general she's quite headstrong, far more likely to beg forgiveness than ask permission. Her will is iron, and once she has made up her mind it's a near insurmountable task to change it.

But of course, like any reasonable sentient creature, Alisaie is a many layered thing. She is bold, yes, but she is also cynical, kind, strong, loyal, isolated, funny, emotional, reckless. In stark contrast to her diplomatic twin brother, Alphinaud, Alisaie is his foil in every way, alike and yet apart from him, two halves of one whole.

To say that she is influenced by him would be a grand understatement. He is her twin, they spent their lives growing together, chasing and challenging one another, so it's only natural that much of her personality has been shaped and sculpted by her close growth beside him. Of course, considering this closeness, Alphinaud is incredibly important to her, and while Alisaie does not consider her loved ones many, those she does count among them she is fiercely loyal to. Not only Alphinaud, but also her grandfather, Louisoix, who left his family behind in order to understand, heal, and protect a faroff land wholly unfamiliar to her.

Given her emotional, fiercely forward thinking proclivities, for a very long time Alisaie viewed this as a betrayal. For all she is strong and skilled, she is surprisingly sensitive, easily hurt, and quick to snap in self-defense. It took some time for her to come to terms with this, Alisaie is stubborn in all ways, and sometimes it is difficult even for she herself to convince herself of things; it took her quite a long time to find her resolve, her own reason for fighting, for living, for defending the realm, though she did find it, and on her own. In all things, it sometimes takes her some time to come around.

Being one half of a set of twins has also had significant impact on her growth and development. It was all but impossible for others to not compare them, for them to compare themselves, and Alisaie certainly held herself to a certain standard in order to keep up with him. Despite her fierce initiative and drive, and the fact that they were both young prodigies, Alisaie always lagged slightly behind her brother in academia and ability, and her constant, unerring desire to catch up and match him surely influenced her. She is not necessarily insecure, but it was certainly frustrating, and without the same assurance that Alphinaud possessed, Alisaie found herself twisting in the wind quite often, never entirely knowing what step forward to take on which path. Without her brother's gift for speech, and her own penchant for speaking her mind thoughtless of consequences, she was not terribly popular among her peers, and she was often encouraged by peer and family alike to suppress herself and curb her candor. It was unbecoming, after all, for a Leveilleur, and an esteemed student of the Studium.

Louisoix, however, nurtured it, loved her for who she was, as she was, and for that love and support Alisaie was wholly grateful, and remained true to who she was, bluntness and all. She does not feel required to censor herself for anyone or anything.

This somewhat 'isolated in a crowd' lifestyle led her to be a bit cynical and scathing, with a somewhat jaded world outlook. It took quite a long time for Eorzea to grow on her, for she has no patience for blatant pettiness or the pointlessly convoluted contrariness of politics. This does not mean, however, that she is incapable of sympathy. In fact, she has rather a big heart, too big, for her recklessness, really, and though she tends to show her affection through prodding and teasing, she is a very kind girl, quick to help those in need. While she is quite rash, and tends to play fast and loose, she is not beyond reason, even if, at times, a steady hand is needed to rein her in. She is fiercely protective of the small circle of people she holds dear, and tends to lean to carelessness if they are threatened, most especially when her twin brother is concerned. Given this nature to rush forward, she's been injured and struck down quite a few times, but she has never stayed down, and is quick to jump back to work. More than once Alphinaud and others have had to gently force her to convalesce without hastening off too soon.

So in short, Alisaie is a fierce and formidable young girl, steadfast and loyal, daring and adventurous, doggedly stubborn, sensitive, and kind. She may very well be small in stature, but she is an absolute force to be reckoned with.

POWERS/ABILITIES:

Alisaie is a strong and skilled Red Mage, a sort of jack-of-all-trades class that affords access to magical spells of both white and black variety that allow her to build mana, which she can then spend on powerful melee abilities executed with her rapier. A full comprehensive list of Red Mage abilities can be found here, but I'll list the main ones!

black & white offensive magic;
- jolt
- verthunder
- veraero
- verfire
- verstone
- verflare
- verholy
- impact
- scatter (aoe)

melee/physical abilities;
- corps a corps/displacement (gap closer/jump back)
- reposte/zwerchhau/redoublement (melee combo)
- moulinet (aoe)
- fleche
- contre sixte (aoe)

support;
- tether (bind)
- embolden (buffs damage of people around her)
- manafication (doubles her current black/white mana)
- vercure (restorative)
- verraise (revive from KO)

OTHER: Underwater breathing, strong swimmer, sass expert.

INVENTORY:
• rapier + focus (two parts of one weapon)
• grimoire
• topaz carbuncle (summoned pet)

MOONBLESSING: Cordis

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[ she's cold.

like the last time alisaie woke in one of these pods, at first, that cold is all she can feel. it sinks deep into her flesh, clings to her bones, and though she does not feel faint or hypothermic when she stumbles out of it, she nevertheless feels deeply chilled. her mind and memory feel fogged, and as she stands amidst the rows of pods she is confused, disoriented, until -

like a heavy weight, the realization crashes down.

alisaie does not think, she only moves, sweeping past the endless rows of pods as quickly as her trembling, aching legs will carry her, her heart beating wildly in her throat. she must get home. she must find them.

how long as it been? memory flashes in the back of her mind, images of home, of where she has been and what she has been doing and gods, the entire time she had forgotten this place, she had forgotten her home here, and peo, and prompto. a cold hand squeezes her heart tightly, painfully, as years of longing begin to set in at once, for though she had not remembered him then, she remembers him now, and all the time that has passed since last she set eyes on his beloved face. she's desperate now, to throw herself into his arms, but moreover she is.. afraid. how long has she been asleep? what if he is sleeping as well, no longer here? what if he has moved on? panic clutches her insides relentlessly.

but she does not need to get home. when alisaie turns the corner to the exit, he's there - she would recognize that hair anywhere, even if it looks a little less ostentatious than usual (and a little darker?), and her heart, that had been pounding hard, now stills. ]

Prompto -

[ his name feels so sweet on her tongue, riding on a rasping breath, but it's only the briefest of moments before she's moving again, surging into his arms, her hands clasping his jaw to pull him into a hard, needy, desperate kiss. ]