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_{“Aesthetics has no place on the battlefield.”
          Having said this, he was beginning to believe there was a bit of truth
          to her statement about being too pretty for the warfronts. She was 
          pretty, sure [but like hell he would admit that]. However, he knew
          she was more than just looks—she had intelligence and strength that
          rivaled any man he knew.}

_{“Compliments come in the form of praise and recognition…for my achievements on the field, and that’s enough.” His frown deepened.  "Next time, the results will be different. I hope you’ve not become attached to those little bastards in any way, Emina. Just what are they, anyways?”}

_{“Flashy uniform says otherwise Brigadier General~ I’m sure ladies are throwing their panties at you once they get through the first four layers of their uniforms~" 
A slight shift in her hips changed her assertive stance to the more relaxed one, folding arms over her chest.}

_{"Aesthetics mean everything on the field. Why would Cid expose so much of his military? Impressions last, d u h.” she had a little smirk over her lips.}

_{“You’re a grumpy tiger, I think someone needs to remind you that you’re loved. Kinda like how the Zeros have a mother! That’s probably why they’re kicking your butt.” a pause, thinking about a phrase that could sum up everything she learned.}

_{“The Zeroes are those pretty little sprinkles on those cupcakes I made you.”}

(Source: hanahxru)