those crystal blues

[carbungle]

♥ Who: Noctis and... some people!! CR-related.
♥ Where: @ the Caelum junior house
♥ When: around now, yolo
♥ What: a wall breaks, a flood rushes in. try not to drown.
♥ Rating: PG, thar be some blood


( here be a catch-all for a player plot, prompts in threads below )

Comments

[scourgingstars]

I don't think there's a right or wrong answer for something as complicated as either situation. No matter when the truth comes out, it's liable to hurt all the same. Wanting to postpone that isn't in itself a terrible thing.

If he's upset with you--and I seriously doubt he will be--you can go ahead and tell him I said that.

[carbungle]

[Noctis sets free a quiet huff of laughter at that; it's brief, and with a wince, but glad to feel it nonetheless.]

Yeah, I've got a feeling he'll be a hell of a lot more charitable about it than I was.

[He'll cut himself a little slack, as he'd been running awfully high on a hundred emotions at the time. Still, he can't imagine his father having that harsh a reaction. His dad was far more often sad instead of angry.]

I'll keep that in mind, though. Thanks.

[scourgingstars]

I told you--you're not alone in any of this. I'll be at your side as long as I'm able, in anything you need of me.

[carbungle]

I'm gonna tell him you were in on it, then.

[Partners in crime. It's only fair.]

[scourgingstars]

...Well, that is essentially the truth, isn't it? Might as well.

[carbungle]

Cool.

[There's no way Regis can be super angry at both of them at the same time.]

Seriously, though, I gotta explain this somehow. [He tugs down his shirt a little, gazing at the crystal being incredibly unsubtle on his chest.] I think he was here- I have to check with Pyra who all showed up. I don't even remember who I texted before I passed out.

[Did he even pass out? Well, something stopped him. There was blood and a headache, and basically everything he'd touched at the time needs a wash. But a blind firing of "help" was all he could manage, and he barely remembers that much.]

[scourgingstars]

You can just tell him the truth in part, perhaps. Assure him that you'll recover, and that you'll explain everything when you're able to.

...But do take care not to worry us like that again, if you can avoid it.

[carbungle]

...Feels like every time I try to promise I will, something happens to make things even worse.

[It's almost like fate is conspiring to make his life shitty. Just like home! Maybe the gods just hate him on every world where he lives.]

[scourgingstars]

...We do tend to have terrible luck, don't we?

[No matter the world, it looked like fate loved to kick around the Lucis Caelum family just for the hell of it.]

[carbungle]

The worst. Is it too late to be adopted into someone else's family and become their problem instead?

[Knowing them, their bad luck would just follow along and spread...]

[scourgingstars]

Regrettably, it's many years too late for that. We'll just have to be each other's problems.

[carbungle]

Uuugh.

[It's said with some emphasis, but not venom, and quietly leans in, resting self-indulgently against Ardyn. Things are a mess, but he's not alone. That counts for something, even if he'll feign complaints.]

Um... thanks. For coming, for hearing me out. I don't- I don't know how I'd handle any of this if it was... just me.

[scourgingstars]

I've told you before--any time you have need of me, even if all I can do is listen, all you have to do is ask. You don't have to thank me; we're the ones stuck in the middle of this, so all we can do is try to help support one another.

[carbungle]

Well, yeah. And same goes for you obviously.

[Though maybe not obviously, considering how he's the one always getting grievously wounded. Sucks to have a mortal body in some circumstances, it turns out.]

Are things going okay with you, at least?

[scourgingstars]

Well enough, all things considered. I don't have anything worth speaking at any length about, I assure you.

[carbungle]

I guess that's good. Like- congrats on living a kinda normal life?

[Goddamn unprecedented, for their family.]

[scourgingstars]

Oh, don't curse my luck. I have no doubt I'll stumble on one problem or another before too long. Hopefully we'll at least be fortunate enough to have only one of us be a wreck at a time.

[carbungle]

We can pass the trauma back and forth like hot potato or something. I've definitely been hogging it for too long.

[Said jokingly, of course; he's tired and he hates this feeling, would not wish it upon anyone, least of all his family. But it does seem like there's a target on his back at times, so that's not great.]

[scourgingstars]

[Ardyn gave a tired laugh, putting an arm lightly over Noctis' shoulders.]

Were I able to take such a thing at will, I would. Unfortunately, it's never quite so easy or predictable as all that.

[carbungle]

[Noctis huffs an irritated, albeit resigned, breath.]

Nothing's that easy. Which sucks, because if it was that easy I'd shove it at Bahamut and he could deal for a few years instead.

[Bastard's been sleeping for like 2000 years anyway, he should get some work in.]

[scourgingstars]

That does seem a much better option than making either of us handle it, doesn't it?

[carbungle]

We've carried the weight of his choices long enough, in my opinion. If we're gonna save the world for him, he can at least carry a few of our mental problems.