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- !event,
- akashi kaoru,
- annabeth chase,
- aqua (kingdom hearts),
- bruce wayne,
- caramia,
- clark kent,
- crowley eusford,
- damian wayne,
- dave strider,
- dextera,
- dirk strider,
- eliot durant,
- elizabeth,
- emma,
- estelle bright,
- goro akechi,
- greed,
- guren ichinose,
- haru okumura,
- ichimatsu matsuno,
- ignis scientia,
- izuku midoriya,
- jake english,
- josuke higashikata,
- kamui,
- kei nanjo,
- keigo asano,
- keith,
- ling yao,
- mafuyu kurosaki,
- mahmut tughril,
- maribelle,
- maya amano,
- mikaela hyakuya,
- mutsunokami yoshiyuki,
- noctis lucis caelum,
- ochako uraraka,
- okuyasu nijimura,
- prompto argentum,
- riku nanase,
- rin okumura,
- roxas,
- ryo asuka,
- saruhiko fushimi,
- selina kyle,
- shiho sannomiya,
- sora,
- summer moran,
- tenn kujo,
- tonbokiri,
- vriska serket,
- yusuke kitagawa,
- zelda,
- zero kiryuu
Event Five.
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In dark and dust and creaky sounds, Waiting for her to say, “Turn around.” This might not be just what she meant, But me – I’m so obedient. | |
Welcome to Awash's fifth event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post. This log can be used for either phase of the event; please just mark clearly when it is happening and which colors can respond to the prompt. | |
t first, it seems a little too simple for a true test of morals. Don't eat, don't take, don't look? The most basic of requirements. And with guides, it isn't too difficult at all to avoid those obvious pitfalls.
5/30
[ It's evening when Noctis succumbs, starving and tired and missing one (1) best friend who does not do well on his own. His anxiety had been a tight lump in his throat, threatening to close it up, but then he had given into his starving instincts -- he has to, in order to continue the search -- and then here he is, just a foot away from Prompto.
Prompto, who looks like he's in bad shape, who looks entirely wretched and miserable and awful that it makes Noctis' chest hurt. Is this what eating does? Is that some sort of stupid rule just to mess with them? ]
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He already messed this up. He turned around and Noct wasn't there, and that--that hurt. It was cold like that sterile facility in the north, devoid of anything human but him. Of anything warm and familiar.
He shouldn't turn.
But he does, like he knew he would, like he always will, because this voice, this person, is the source of gravity in Prompto's world, the center of the universe, the ground on which he stands. With Noct, he can orient himself; he knows which way is up.
So Prompto turns, and there Noct is, and his mouth drops halfway open. The hurt evaporates from his face instantaneously. He starts to say something, stumbles over it, and then cries out in happy relief.]
There you are!
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There's something warming about the way he lights up when he looks at him, when the dejection in his shoulders melts away to become something else, when he becomes more like himself again, and despite his own concerns he can't help but smile, going over to give him a gentle punch to the shoulder. ]
Found you. Was wondering where you were.
[ Noctis tells him, relief coloring his voice even if he doesn't say it out loud. It's like looking into the sun sometimes, when Prompto is bright and buoyant and happy -- but the darkness is more keenly felt, too, when it's obscured from him. That's how sunshine works, right? ]
Why aren't you at home?
[ The Bluobros house -- not wherever Prompto was assigned to; Prompto's home is with them, always. ]
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Oh, well, you know. I was there, but once even the voices stopped, it... it was just too quiet.
[It was troubling enough the first couple days, when Noct and Iggy were still around to confirm that no, Gladio wasn't there, it was just the stupid quest. It was harder when it was just him and the other yellows, desperately combing the town for their friends, trying to focus their eyes ahead. But after he'd failed, when even the temptation of Lady Lunafreya, of Pryna, of Aranea was gone? It was impossible to stay in that empty, empty house.
He shakes his head and looks around.]
Well, if you're here, where's Ignis? You're both okay, right?
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[ Okay, that butt-slap is also welcome and familiar but like hell he'll tell Prompto that. He's missed him, missed them all together, and he's gently herding him towards the direction of Bluo. It doesn't sit well with him, knowing how Prompto must've felt, lonely and trailing through... wherever. It's weird, but at least he can see him now, so everything will be back to normal, right? ]
Yeah. Yeah -- he's back at the house.
[ Noctis says, with all the confidence of a man who doesn't at all believe that Ignis won't be there when he returns -- he's always been there, after all; and he wouldn't be away when there's a high possibility he could miss Noctis bringing Prompto home.
So he's planning to present Bluobros house to him with a flourish when he swings open the door. ]
There, we're finally gonna have din --
[ Empty. All of it, empty. None of the delicious smells of his cooking, nor the familiar sounds of Ignis puttering around, and Noctis stares, unable to keep the confusion and crestfallen expression from showing. ]
Um. Maybe he's late.
[ Ignis is here, he has to be. He must. He wouldn't just up and leave them. ]
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Noct...
[Prompto's not sure what to do himself. He'd been caught up himself in Noct's certainty, because when Noct knows something, the universe damn well better arrange itself to match if something's somehow out of line. If it were just him--just Prompto's own desperately lonely disappointment--it'd be easy to sink back into it, to resign himself to the miserable longing.
But it's Noct.
Prompto steps up to his shoulder and nudges him gently with his elbow.]
Well, won't he be surprised if we have dinner ready and waiting for him all by ourselves? Bet he'll have to pinch himself to make sure he isn't dreaming.
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Did he mess up? Did he somehow send everyone else away by breaking the rules of not eating? Prompto, his best, most earnest friend who is just about constantly attuned to his moods -- seems to pick up on it right away, rushing to comfort. It is Prompto's kindness that brings warm comfort, so very optimistic beside him like they're not seeing the same thing, an empty house save for the both of them.
He takes a breath, glad for Prompto's presence, glad for the way his best, best friend is so generous even if he's only just recovered from his sojourn alone. Prompto's certainty is what he needs right now, and Noctis leans into it wordlessly, grateful and gleaning hope from it. If Prompto thinks so, if they believe in it hard enough, then maybe Ignis and the others will come back and they won't be messed up again. ]
Yeah. I think he keeps some of the food around in storage.
[ He smiles; it's easier when he's not alone, Prompto ever by his side, and he heads onwards into the kitchen, spotting a delicious whole roast chicken right on the counter. He pauses, reminded of something. ]
Hey, Prompto?
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Noct has to eat. He and Ignis have been starving, that was the problem for the blue group, right? That's the first order of business, Ignis would agree, and as long as Ignis isn't here, Prompto's gotta step up to take care of Noct.
That's what's important.]
Yeah, bud?
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Ignis would never be gone from the house, not at this time and not without letting him know, considering how Prompto had gone missing without warning. Noctis pauses -- he's not good with words most of the time, but he's earnest, blunt, and Prompto has to know this, if nothing else. ]
You know that I won't leave you behind, right? I'll always come looking for you, no matter what.
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Like always, Noctis gives him what he wants and needs and more, so much more, a night sky that's never the same but endlessly deep and forgiving. He nods, blinking quickly.]
I know. I... That's why. Why you'll always find me. I'll always believe, dude.
[To alleviate the weight of that, Prompto bumps Noct's arm with his fist.]
It kept me going before. It's not gonna stop me now.
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Prompto didn't have to come with him on this trip -- for that matter; Prompto didn't have to do anything Gladio or Ignis did; but he'd come along anyway, and Noctis loves him all the more for it, even if he causes his best friend so much grief.
And then he gets hurt, and Noctis' heart clenches. It kept me going before. He says, and he dreads the idea of Prompto, left all on his own with nothing but that belief. There are so many things he wants to ask about, so much he wants to know -- but Prompto will tell him when he's ready to, right? ]
Yeah. [ He says quickly, embarrassed by that raw, unbridled sentiment. ]
I mean -- you gotta. Okay? I'm not letting you go that easy.
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[It's more than that, of course. It's the way he absorbed Prompto's most horrifying secret without blinking, without stepping back even half an inch. Prompto opens his mouth to say that, too, and hesitates. Should he? Should he not? It doesn't change anything if he doesn't, does it?
So he hesitates, and he lets the chance go again, like he did for twenty years. He'll tell him, someday. But it doesn't matter now. 'Since when does where you come from matter to you?'
Prompto checks Noct with his hip. Come on, shake those blues, bro.]
You'd do it for me, you'd do it for Iggy. You'd do it for Gladio, if Gladio ever needed it. [He nods firmly.] We'll all be together again soon enough, buddy, you'll see.
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Maybe. But it's really not great and it's... not something Noctis knows what to do with, especially when he can't shake the feeling that there's something Prompto isn't quite telling him. Is it his imagination? Is he thinking too much? He does tend to do that. Because, see, now, Prompto is cheerful and optimistic and he looks happier than when they'd had that talk so it should mean something, right?
Just as importantly, though. Where is Gladio? Is any of them missing in his timeline -- are all of them missing? Different timelines and all, unlikely; but still. The dude's going to be pissed if he turns up here and finds all three of them already here, waiting for him. Noctis lightens up, just a little -- it's hard not to, when you have the human equivalent of the sun being your own personal cheerleader. ]
Yeah. 's not like him to be late. Where'd you think he's at, anyway?
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[Huff!]