The Starlets of Eorzea

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ARRIVALS: FIRST WAVE

Daisy laid the foundation, and a wave came. Slowly, than gradually more. Daisy bound them all with an honorific to protect them as long as they remained true to their oaths.

Margot

One of the superstars arrive. Isolated, mostly unconcerned, some of them make their own stories. Margot almost never meets with the other Starlets, and it is almost always only Daisy. They don't have a deep friendship, more a mutual respect. But Margot knows that her involvement may soon be needed, Daisy is not doing a good job hiding her trepidation - Margot can read her quite easily.

Gabbie

Gabbie was one of the first to extend the public reach of the Starlets into Balmung. Sure, Ncuti had been there years earlier, but he worked quietly, in collaboration with Daisy, behind the scenes. Gabbie was another story - as a raging, and passionate, beautiful girl, she had no trouble in the QS. She left a large mark there.

Amber

Summer lobbied hard for Amber, she needs her connections. All of the other starlets shun her and are waiting to see when Daisy kicks her.But Amber has an honesty, a bluntness, that is often needed. Daisy only finds Raiden to be more blunt. Amber is good at seeing through the BS, and Daisy often appreciates her opinions, even if they are sometimes painful to hear.

Kara

Kari, and now Kara, dead souls ripped across fiction and reality and now here. Far beyond Daisy's doing, Kara's presence here is by a higher power. She was pulled here too late to help the sixth Buffy, but the seventh is spiraling.

The Pitch Bros

A year from now, the top explodes, startling Summer and almost blinding Daisy. In a final blast of injustice, it creates from nothingness a cursed affliction, two immortal avatars committed to imposing their will on Eorzea for all time. Summer has to look away, how many failures can her magicks cause?

ARRIVALS: WORLDS APART

Daisy and Summer sit cross-legged on the bearskin rug, the fire roaring, the manservant watching. They are both very uncomfortable, Summer irritated she had to break down her chair, Daisy filled with more foreboding than usual. But she needs Summer, she has been tasked to cast a wider reach, and that is so far beyond anything she can do. Hence, now.Daisy's eyes are like razors, she is scanning the room and watching Summer, her hand inches away from a special weapon she does not think even Summer knows about. She shudders at the thought of it in Summer's possession.The top is spinning on Summer's bent knee. Daisy is fascinated. "How is this possible, should we...?"Slight cracks appear around them - Daisy can look and gaze through.Is lost in fascination, so many... "Is this how Hydaelyn brought me here? Was it this easy?"Summer realizes she could easily slit Daisy's throat right now.

Luthien

Luthien has used her beauty for money. She has never gotten over her love and so now sees everyone as forgettable, just to be swept from memory. She is not shy and does quite well.One autumn day, Luthien arrives at a new, marvelous place. Stones, islands in the sky, hover, impossibly so. She kneels in the grass and leans back, just absorbing this new land. She has a mission, a moogle to seek out. She summons her cat and seeks out the little creature. It turns out that he is more than adorable, he is also very earnest. He is not shy to ask for help, and Luthien decides to aid him.On her tasks, which are many, she gets a communication on her tomestone. From someone named Lara. She ends up joining her FC and finds herself among new friends. But she continues her ways. She gets hired at some apparently great club. More clients. She is fairly numb.

Scarlett

Business-like and matter-of-fact. Scarlett works hard and does what she needs to accomplish her duties... ignoring others except as needed.

Aeris

Wonders the saucer, with flowers. She has no idea where she came from or how she got here.

Daenerys

Her last dragon and a new youngling in tow, she proudly roams the realm. She knows this is where you go when you are slain, and she is fine with that.

Florence tries to steady herself, her small fingers grasping her walking stick. "This... this is not going well." She glances over her shoulder, and sees them, all like her, ready to give, ready to die.

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