lucian royalty takin over here

[carbungle]

♥ Who: Noctis Lucis Caelum + Open!
♥ Where: Just a catch-all for some stuff
♥ When: Now! + January catch-all
♥ What: The prince of Lucis has Things To Do
♥ Rating: PG? will update as needed


( a. have you met my emotional support scarf - Open to All! )

[At first glance, it's just a normal guy walking down the street, nothing to pay any mind. Getting closer however reveals that he appears to be... talking to himself? Or at least having half a conversation, glancing at the empty space by his shoulder and speaking, then looking down at his communicator for a silent response. It probably looks kind of weird, and he's quite preoccupied with it. Maybe try getting his attention?

Those who can sense magic might notice not just his, but a secondary presence at his shoulder, small and invisible. Those who can't sense magic might just hear it... squeak?]


( b. friendship is magic...? - Open to Family/CR he's inevitably harassing )

[Noctis is venturing out to find… people! People he knows. And likes. Or just wants to know and like better. Basically he's trying to visit his friends and family, in part for a very specific question but also just to try that whole open affection thing he keeps getting told to work on.

If he knows where you live, he's paying a visit! Otherwise, mayhaps he'll find you in the street or in a shop somewhere by chance.]


( c. girlfriend? girl! friend!! - CLOSED TO LUNA )

[Going out for a date is all well and good but for Noctis a night in is just as (if not more) enjoyable, and the fact that Luna feels the same and had suggested it makes him appreciate her all the more; thus, the only thing on tonight's agenda is a meal at home and each others' company. He'd helped her prep whatever dish she'd opted to make, but once it's ready to be cooked and he has nothing to do, he parks himself at the table with his tablet out, opening up the design doc for King's Knight 2.0. Prompto's not around so he can finally ask her without spoiling the surprise.]

So... if you were gonna pick a character to play, what kind would it be?


( d. those ding dang head whispers - CLOSED TO REGIS )

[A little later into the month, after weeks of stressing about it and hiding and wishing he was a hell of a lot stronger, Noctis at last makes a decision. No more putting it off- it's time to face his future, his responsibilities. Time to learn about what the hell he's meant to do going forward.

He sends a message to Regis, requesting a one-on-one meeting, while the house is otherwise empty. He's late to arrive once a time is decided, pacing and circling the house first, anxious and hating it. Coward, his mind is scolding him. Just do it already.

Finally, he steels himself for the last time and steps up to knock on the door before he can change his mind again. No going back now...]

Comments

[scourgingstars]

No--a little sore perhaps, but it doesn't hurt. I don't expect it'll last much longer. This body isn't mortal, so it doesn't injure easily.

[carbungle]

[A little sore.

A little sore isn't pain, not exactly. Short-lived isn't permanent. It isn't... a trade. It isn't the same.

He'd promised to be honest.

Noct's shoulders slump, relieved, willing to believe those words as truth. If this is how it is, then... maybe it's okay. To let himself have this.]

...I'd... like that. If you want to.

[scourgingstars]

...I think I would quite like that, whenever you require it. We're family, after all--it's no troubling thing by any means.

[carbungle]

...Yeah.

[His arms tighten a little, exhaling a brief, quiet laugh against Ardyn's shoulder.]

Hah, you said it.

[scourgingstars]

Hm? What is it I've said now?

[carbungle]

That we're family.

[Surely not the first time, but he can't help that quiet little thrill it causes. They're scattered and kind of a mess, but it feels good to have.]

[scourgingstars]

...I did say that, didn’t I?

[It was almost reassuring—to have it so out in the open. To have a place to return to even after so long alone and forgotten. His feelings towards his brother were complex at best, but Noctis and the others had done nothing but welcome him despite a hundred reasons they shouldn’t have as far as Ardyn was concerned.]

[It felt good, to even hesitantly believe he could belong somewhere.]

Well, I did swear not to lie to you. It must be true, then.

[carbungle]

I'll buy it.

[And gladly.

It takes a few seconds more, but Noctis finally pulls back, somewhat reluctantly and letting his hands linger on Ardyn's shoulders, still quietly reveling in how it feels to stand up straight with no pain. He'd forgotten something.]

I… thank you. For this. I don't even know how to explain how big of a deal this is.

[He's lived with this for 12 years, so long it's just normal now. This is a treat like no other.]

[scourgingstars]

You don’t need to thank me, Noct—it’s nice to use this power for a less complex purpose. Just take care of yourself, that’s gratitude enough for me.

[carbungle]

Well, tough, because I'm thanking you.

[DEAL WITH IT. And don't expect him to take care of himself, he's bad at that. That's what Ignis is for.]

[scourgingstars]

...If you insist, I won't argue. I'm just glad you're feeling better.

[carbungle]

Uh-huh.

[He's gonna be on cloud nine all day. Or however long this lasts, anyway. He keeps kind of bouncing from one foot to the other.]

I didn't know your healing worked like that. For some reason I thought it was more, uh. Specific.

[Like Starscourge-y. ...Wait is the pain still Starscourge-related??]

[scourgingstars]

It's designed for a particular purpose, you're correct. But its function is a straightforward one, therefore it is not difficult to apply to matters of injury or smaller ailments.

[carbungle]

So... if you cure a fever, do you get the sniffles?

[It's a little absurd but that's kind of how it's worked so far, isn't it??]

[scourgingstars]

Theoretically, yes. Though I don't think I can get sick anymore, truthfully.

[carbungle]

Man... my immune system's kind of garbage, I definitely didn't inherit that. Under normal circumstances I'd say you're lucky, but...

[It's not lucky, and he's not an asshole.]

[scourgingstars]

[Ardyn did laugh, just a little. Enough to be clear he wasn't taking offense, if nothing else.]

At least you'll know who to come to if such a terrible thing should happen.

[carbungle]

In that case- congrats, Uncle A. You're the new literal family doctor.

[Eh, he never liked his doctor in the Crown City anyway.]

[scourgingstars]

A role I think I can accept with pride, dear nephew. It's the least I can do.