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[OPEN] what kingly dreams
WHO? Noctis and you (and some other losers maybe)
WHAT? Dreams
WHEN? Whenever both our characters are asleep during this event
ANYTHING ELSE? Possible violence and trauma
WHAT? Dreams
WHEN? Whenever both our characters are asleep during this event
ANYTHING ELSE? Possible violence and trauma
[ Dream A ]
[ The decorations on the Citadel almost seem like physical impossibilities, great waterfalls of fabric draped over towering architecture and what feels like a never-ending amount of petals or confetti catching the light as they fall. It's not really all that consistent. It is a dream, after all.
Maybe that's why the crowd that chokes the plaza feels so indistinct, fuzzy background faces cheering for the wedding they're about to witness. Noctis takes a deep breath as he gathers his composure, unable to adjust his collar because fidgeting is inappropriate but it's so itchy. Nevertheless he turns his head from where he's standing at the height of the stairs, looking to what should be his bride climbing the last few. Except... ]
Wait, this isn't right. [ You are not Luna. ]
[ Dream B ]
[ The indignant cheeping of the chocobos in response to their beautiful plumage getting wet is louder at least than the steady rainfall against the rooftop of the Wiz Chocobo Post. Louder still might be Noctis's scoffing at his own hair getting wet, trying his best to smooth it down even as he ducks under the railing of one of the bird pens. ]
Easy, easy... You think I want to be out here either? [ Why is he here? He doesn't know beyond that it's definitely his job to feed these animals; that's a certainty. Did he take up a part-time job or something? One gloved hand smoothes feathers as he calls out to the other presumed worker on duty. ]
Hey, can you pass me that bag of greens?
[ Dream C ]
[ Students are whispering behind him, he can feel it. They always do. He looks younger, feels younger, and the school uniform he's wearing is as uncomfortable as it ever was.
He stares at the board, a complex math equation he's never seen carefully scrawled onto its face as his teacher tuts disapprovingly. "How can we have a prince that can't even solve something so rudimentary? You're so unlike your father," she says, and his discomfort only grows.
This is like a nightmare... How could anyone know the answer? ]
[ closed to Achilles ]
Come... on! Stay down already!
[ The bark of a frustrated yell comes from a visibly irritated Noctis, sword vanishing in an array of crystalline light before being replaced in his hands by a vicious-looking spear. He's facing down a monstrous beast that seems all too intent on slashing him open with swipes of its claws, narrowly dodging each hit. ]
Gladio! Where's-- Prompto, Ignis! Where are you?! [ That spear is hurtled at the behemoth's head as he warps in for an attack of his own, getting in a few solid strikes before he tumbles back down onto grass. Help's always appreciated. ]
[ closed to Midnighter ]
[ Noctis is unused to spending much time in the throne room of the Citadel these days, and it's even harder to remember a time when he's been in here alone. Fingers drag over the smooth surface of one of the throne's armrests before abruptly jerking back, as if he's suddenly remembered it should only be his father's right to place his hand there.
Where is he? He should be here. It's too quiet and Noctis has always loathed coming in here as an adult; there's no reason for him to linger when he expects an advisor or guard to show up and chide him at any moment.
The sudden sound of footsteps has him turning his head, however, the only warning he's given before the doors at the far end of the room burst open and another young male who looks to be close to his age -- but in much, much worse condition -- runs through them. Has he ever seen this person before? No, his mind says, but he doesn't belong in here. ]
Hey! Hey, are you okay? [ Noctis is taking those steps two at a time to move to his side. ]
[ closed to Hei ]
[ It's night.
The starscape in Lucis is stunning, too, a totally unique beauty that he could never appreciate in the metropolis of Insomnia. Out here, away from civilization... everything seems to slow down a little. Everything feels more real.
And it isn't what he wants to see; it's not his friends, or Luna, or the place that he'd most call "home". But it's what he needs to see, his world and the lands he's destined to rule over. Noctis exhales as he drags his fingers through cool grass, head turning to see the shadow of another figure only illuminated by starlight. ]
... ah. Hey. [ Again his gaze turns skyward, even if he feels a greater sense of unease now. ] It'd be good if this lasted, huh?
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Hey, Saber.
The greens, the gysahl greens? The ones in that big bag there. [ He nods to where the sacks are piled up against the main building, just barely under the tarp to protect them from rain. ]
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What are they?
[He knows they're similar to a chicken, but... he's never seen any this big. What kind of lore is this?]
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Geeze--
What do you mean, what are they? They're chocobos, obviously.
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I've never seen them before, we don't have them on our world.
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Yeah, I've been hearing that kind of stuff a lot. Nobody really knows my world. [ Which... hurts, in an unexpected way. ] I guess you're seeing it, though. Not exactly the grandest parts, but chocobos are pretty cool.
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Oh. Now he thinks he gets it.]
I see. [He can't relate, but he feels bad.] Sorry to hear that. [He turns his head, looking at all the birds lined up and eating. They almost remind him of-] Do you ride them?
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Good, but that means Noctis is going to have to get another bag of feed. Which he does, of course, wishing the weather would improve a little bit so that he didn't have to deal with this so soaking wet. ]
Hah? Oh. Yeah, lots of people do. You can rent them from here even and call them with a special whistle whenever you need a lift. Really helps out.
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Though cars are more common, these days. People use them everywhere.
[This... doesn't quite look like a place you'd put a car, though. Not really.]