Event Twenty-Five.

[awashmods]

I'd like to creep into the wood And see the bonnets blue, And hear the bluebells ringing loud, I wish I could -- don't you?

t's another day, another month, and another time for people to show up in the well. You'd better go rescue them! Never mind the fact that you woke up with a flower in your hands. It's probably fine. Don't mind it at all. It's not like it's hard to ignore a little flower. (At least, not until the effects start to kick in. Better go rescue the people in the well before they do.) Oh, right. Even the people in the well have flowers, so... things are going to be a little ridiculous very quickly, when all of those side effects kick in. Have fun! Welcome to Awash's Twenty-fifth event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post. You are welcome to make your own logs and posts for this event! If there are any questions, please ask them here. Thank you!

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[nascere]

[ dex pls.

he raises his brows when dex pretty much flirts with him in the worst and best way, and he can't help but pause. is he coming over? yes, yes he is. ]

What's up? Are you getting your flirt on?

[passio]

Y—

[ no! he wants to say no, but noctis especially is someone that he’s always found comforting. and attractive. ]

Yes. Did it work?

[nascere]

[ oh, dex bb. noctis thinks he's pretty cute, too. and he's been down ever since he found out ignis doesn't remember him, so it kind of helps that dex makes him feel less alone.

he comes by to sit with him, shaking his head with a brief smile. ]

Points for originality. But I bet you say that to everyone.

[passio]

[ dextera doesn’t know this, of course. although ignis had quite literally been living with them for many months, dextera didn’t speak to him enough to be aware that he went missing, and has now returned on a reset. he’ll be disappointed, too, when it finally clicks.

for now, he’s still… like this. ]

…you have a beautiful smile, but it’d look even better if it was all you were wearing.

[ he delivers it so quietly it almost sounds threatening, but there’s passion there. ]

[nascere]

[ dex... why are you so cute... noctis blinks, started by that because believe it or not, that was actually pretty smooth. and also not quite like the dex that he knows and loves. ]

Uh... not that I'm not flattered but... are you okay?

[passio]

[ dextera shakes his head. although his mouth is saying these things, and his body is also certainly reacting some type of way, he also has the sense to realize that this is wrong. ]

I’m really…

[ … ]

I can’t control myself.

[nascere]

Dex --

[ listen, he likes dex. he likes spending time with him, and he knows just how the dude operates. he's frowning now, because while he kind of likes what's going on, the more sensible part is impossible to brush off; something's wrong. ]

When did it start?

[passio]

Maybe… when everyone arrived.

[ reasonably, it’s a trick of the town, as there seems to be whenever a new batch of people show up. this flower probably has something to do with it, too. ]

Not too long ago.

[nascere]

[ he stares down at the flower; dex isn't really a flower sort of person, and frankly he's surprised dex hasn't eaten it already. which means these flowers are everywhere. ]

So it's making you do weird things, too, huh. [ noctis opens his to dex, too -- a white violet which means, let's take a chance on happiness. but let's not. ]

You'll only hurt yourself if you keep going on with that flower, you know.

[passio]

[ thanks for the faith, noctis!! dextera has mostly learned that he can’t eat everything, even if he’s slowly reverting back to his old ways as the town loses color. ]

What about you…?

[ he doesn’t know what noctis’ flower might be doing, but it can’t be good either. ]

[nascere]

[ it's definitely not good -- noctis just thinks it's better to give up because things are going to suck, anyway. right? he opens his own hand to show dex his own, frowning. ]

I don't know if it's this flower, or just me. [ he pauses. ] Ignis doesn't remember me. I mean -- what we had.

[passio]

Huh?

[ dextera flinches at noctis’ comment, although the correction helps to soothe it somewhat. not remembering someone at all is a different matter from not remembering a relationship, even if it only hurts separately, not less. ]

What do you mean?

[nascere]

[ so, really, what's the point of doing anything if it's just going to end up in nothing, anyway? noctis moves to settle in beside him, shoulders slumping. ]

I think he went home, for a day or two. And then he forgot about us. Here. [ he crushes the flower in his hand, looking down at his clenched fist bitterly. ] Learned that the hard way.

[passio]

Everything here?

[ even the time that he taught dextera how to make chocolate chip pancakes? it was a small memory, but it’s one that dextera treasures nonetheless. even his own flower can’t interfere with the strength of that. ]

Noctis…

[ he reaches out, his fingers brushing against the side of noctis’ hand. ]

[nascere]

Everything here.

[ he confirms quietly, looking down at where dex is reaching out to him, the warmth of his hand over his. he swallows a lump in his throat, unable to keep a swell of sadness from rising. he should be cooler about this, he shouldn't be freaking out. he's twenty-two, for gods' sakes. ]

He's still Ignis. He just doesn't -- well.

[ love him like that. ]

[passio]

[ dextera understands without noctis exactly spelling it out. he would be devastated if guren somehow had returned, but forgotten about what they shared here—it’s an easy thing to inhabit, when dextera is still suffering his own heartache. ]

Then… you’ll have to try again.

[ he doesn’t want noctis to just give up. ]