[ As soothing as Akira tries to be... it doesn't help. Noctis jolts, whirls around. His eyes are wide and wild, and he looks like a trapped animal. He hasn't seen Akira around--maybe this is just another trick?
It's not real.
But it feels so, so painfully real.
Noct's fingers twitch at his side, and he's stretched tight like a rubber band. When he speaks, his voice is just a touch above a snarl. ]
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It's not real.
But it feels so, so painfully real.
Noct's fingers twitch at his side, and he's stretched tight like a rubber band. When he speaks, his voice is just a touch above a snarl. ]
Who the hell are you?