can we climb this mountain ( OPEN )

[nightcure]

Who: Noctis and YOU.
What: Catchall.
When: Latter half of the month.
Where: All around.
Warnings: Nothing currently. Will update if necessary.

[ Noctis is getting into the swing of things here. He's still a little restless from not doing things like hunts, or helping people by going on fetch quests, but... it could be worse. He has Prompto and Ignis here, so everything is fine. Still, he needs to actively go out and find things to do.

So.

If you happen upon him in the audio/visual center, he grins and raises a hand to wave. ]

Hey. [ He points to the DDR machine. ] Feel up for a challenge?

[ He's in the library here and there, too. He's not really looking for anything in particular, but there's a lot. Maybe there's something familiar? Some days, he seems to be looking for something. Other days, he can be found curled up in a chair, a book on diseases in his lap. He's also asleep, oops. Come nudge him or whatever; Delilah is there curled up on his shoulder, whenever he naps.

At night, he's found on the roof. It's beautiful, and Noctis gazes up at the stars with a quiet, thoughtful expression.

And then there are some days when he goes to the beach. He's ditched his jacket, and after stretching out a bit, he takes a quick jog. Then... he summons his father's sword in a burst of light, and-- throws it? He disappears, then reappears, with that blue light following him. This, he repeats several times, until he's bent over at the waist, hands on his knees, breathing hard. After a period of rest, he repeats.

It seems like he's pushing his limits, seeing how far he can go. ]

Comments

Roof

[photoshooter]

Hey.

[Prompto claps his hand affectionately to Noct's shoulder before sitting beside him, sliding right into place like he always does, like he did once on another roof in another world, in another life. This time, he sits closer, his arm brushing Noct's. That's the only difference between now and then.]

Whatcha doing?

[nightcure]

Hey.

[ Noctis nudges him gently with his shoulder. Prompto's warm next to him, and being here with him makes this all the more special. ]

Just looking at the stars.

[photoshooter]

Stars, huh? Cool.

[Prompto leans back on his hands to look up at them, too. After a while, he speaks again.]

I remember when you couldn't see almost any, even here. The fissure effect was that bad...

[nightcure]

Huh. Really?

[ Noctis watches him for a long, lingering moment, then turns his gaze to the stars. ]

I'm glad we can see them now, though.

[photoshooter]

Yeah. It's nice. Even if they're different from home, they're just... gorgeous, you know? All that light, even after dark.

[On purpose or not, Prompto ends up leaning softly into Noct's shoulder, bare skin to the brush of his sleeve.]

Were you thinking about anything? Wouldn't want to interrupt.

beach

[burninglight]

[And at the end of one trail whenever he stopped to recover, Noctis would see a similar light in an opposing color not very far off. Thirteen red spectral swords spun around their owner; rearranging into a horizontal formation to be shot forward one by one to bury in the sand ahead of him before returning in a smooth linear formation, Ardyn moving with them in an unfamiliar manner.]

[But after only a moment or two of that, the whole armory vanished in the usual crystal burst and Ardyn fell to one knee visibly out of breath and exhausted.]

That can't be as long as I can manage it. [He said that much to himself, pressing a hand to his face.] That's not enough. That isn't-

[He staggered back to his feet unsteadily, pulling a bottle of water out of the Armiger, and...nearly jumping out of his skin when he looked over enough to see he wasn't alone.]

N-Noctis--! I didn't...know you were here.

[nightcure]

[ Noctis doesn't say anything at first, when he sees Ardyn doing... well. It's kind of cool, actually, which annoys Noctis. He doesn't want to think of "Ardyn" and "cool" in the same sentence. Ugh.

At least he's gotten used to Ardyn being weird around him. Weirder than usual. ]

What are you doing?

[burninglight]

...would you believe 'practicing'?

[He sounded uncertain--or maybe that was closer to embarrassment. As close as he got, at least.]

[nightcure]

... You've done weirder things.

What are you practicing?

av room

[nojohnyouare]

[Mai walks in with a weird little metal creature at her side, which wanders up to the machine and warily swipes at it.]

Not food.

[Bear-san eyes the machine suspiciously. Mai nods to Noctis as she approaches.]

Okay. You have this at home?

[nightcure]

Uh....

I mean, a version of it. Who's your friend, Mai?

[nojohnyouare]

We had it, too. I didn't play. But... Popular.

[Mai watches the robot snuffle around.]

Bear-san. I had him before. And found him in the forest.

[nightcure]

Yeah, it's pretty popular.

[ ...? ]

Before, as in... before you came here? You had a robot... uh, bear?

Library

[founderinglight]

[Well, even if he naps, he's eventually got to wake up, right?

And he'll wake under a blanket tucked over his knees, his book set on a side table with the page marked.

... It's not hard to figure out the culprit, considering that Izunia is settled in the next set of chairs, the table in front of him covered once more in ink sketches.]

[nightcure]

[ When Noctis sleeps, he sleeps hard. But eventually, yes, he does wake, and he notes that he's very warm. Noctis feels around for the book, blinking the sleep out of his eyes.

He squints a little, blinks some more. ]

... Izunia?

[founderinglight]

[As a Lucis Caelum should, honestly. It's fine, Izunia has plenty of sketch to do - Astolfo, Kurama, Ravus nursing a drink in his organic hand.]

Good morning.

[nightcure]

[ Huh. He sits up, and Delilah chirrups softly. ]

Morning. You... brought the blanket for me?

A/V Center

[moonlightglory]

[ Faith was already chilling on the couch before Noctis came in. To answer his challenge, she raises her right leg, so that the lack of a foot on the end of it is a bit more clear. ]

Figures that the most popular game here is the one you need two feet to play.

[nightcure]

Just because it's popular doesn't mean you have to play it. We can find another game to play, if you want.

[moonlightglory]

[Shrug.]

Sure, whatever's good. I'm warning you, though, I'm really bad at games.

[nightcure]

That's why you play them a lot, so you get better.

Beach

[nonono7]

[ 'sup Noc, seems like you've got an audience in this weird girl with pink hair. ]

Oh, wow! That's warping!

[nightcure]

[ He throws the sword again--a little low--and rolls on his landing before getting to his feet. ]

Yeah. Pretty cool, huh?

Library

[giltfoil]

[Noctis may not have noticed Ravus coming around the corner of the bookcase, but he will notice the polite cough intended to announce his presence.]

Greetings.

[Ravus is far from sure how to handle Noctis. After hating and envying him for so long, it's difficult to think of him as worthy of respect. But he is worthy; that is a matter of fact, and so Ravus must try.]

[nightcure]

[ Noctis is so intent on looking through the books that hearing the cough... results in his dropping the book in his hand. He recovers well enough and clears his throat. ]

... Hey, Ravus.

[ He can't quite maintain eye contact. Not after seeing him as... well. A daemon. ]