luxoraculi | Inbox for in the night

[It's honestly still kind of surreal to him that he can just text her any time he wants.]

Hey Luna
What kind of shorts do cloud's wear?

[Too bad he's using it to be a dork.]

Hey Luna, come outside for a minute?
By the bounce house

[It's only after Prompto's been gone for a few days and he and Ignis have returned from their expedition east that he decides they should probably have this conversation.]

Hey
Are you home?
There's something we should talk about

[ Ferry fiasco aside, settling in around here hasn't been all that difficult for Nyx. It's a little disheartening to see who else is here with him from Eos but there's no point in dwelling on that when in the company of others, let alone making anyone feel bad for being here in the first place. Just really sucks that it's not just him, the others not really deserving this sort of (after)life.

With the importance of these lanterns around here and the flame flickering within them, Nyx has taken it upon himself to find a way to fasten the thing to his back. Doesn't leave much in the way of light for the front, no. But when he needs to get somewhere quick via warping thanks to Noctis? It'll come in handy when he can just sling the thing onto his back and not have to worry about holding it. Leaves his back exposed, sure. But when has he ever had it easy, right? Just means he's gotta be damn quick and good.

He's about to make his way outside, lantern slung over his shoulder and his one kukri held in his hand, when he stops at catching sight of something... someone? Until he happens to see just who it is. ]

You going somewhere?

Hey Luna
Did you know that if you were an angle
You'd be a cute one

[ Can he even say things are "back to normal" considering where they are? The darkness remains, Annabelle still sits on the porch, they're all still stuck here and dead with no means for an escape to some better version of an afterlife. The hallucinations have come to an end, there's that much at least. But this is nothing considered normal or good and while it's been about a month since Nyx has arrived here (and nearly drowned on a sinking ferry), he still can't quite find himself feeling comfortable here.

He's stretched out on the couch, fingers pinching the bridge of his nose with a near empty bottle of beer set down on the floor next to him. It's been a time. It's been an adjustment. Having people to live with who weren't even part of his team has been something he's been getting used to. It's not bad, but there's been things that he's been informed of which he'd rather not get involved in, even if there's some part of him that's somewhat curious about it. But on top of that, the hallucinations had given him the voices of his sister, of the King (Regis), and even of Glauca himself and Nyx has just felt... tired since it's ended. If something like this can happen so easily, how is he to ensure Noctis, Ignis, Prompto, and Luna are all kept safe? He can warp, sure, but it's not like he can be in four places at once, nevermind any others here who might need help.

So when he catches sight of movement in the darkness, he squints, trying to have his eyes adjust with the help of his lantern flickering away beside him on the floor and he swears that he catches sight of blond hair and he's pretty damn sure Prompto doesn't wear what looks like a dress. ]

I'd say it's dark out there and ask where you're going but it's always dark around here.

[The ferry this time arrived with more packets and food than expected. Too much, actually. And Ignis has been spending some time at the docks, separating things from one another. He had put away big sacks of food for them, containing things from onions to potatoes and cabbage. Crates with flour, sugar, and salt also arrived and Ignis spent a good chunk of his time trying to properly pack it all up in the armiger.

It was all going well until he came back to their house and pulled out the food he reserved for them. Okay, maybe he overdid it a bit but- at least they'll have food? He doesn't care what Keeper says about not needing to eat. They do need to eat. Good food has become one of the main sources for a good mood and he wasn't about to go without it.

But- sacks with flour, vegetables, plastic containers with fruit, some meat- Ignis may have overdone it. To late to return it now; might as well start packing it all up in the pantry.

When he hears the footsteps coming towards the living room (where most of the sacks and crates are) he calls out from the kitchen-]

Please, mind your step. There are boxes and bags lying around on the floor.

Hey, are you busy?

Lady Lunafreya Nox Fleuret,

First of all, your name is just spectacular. I've been talking to Ignis Scientia and he was telling me you might be willing to help with feeding the masses. Also that you're some kind of Oracle, or a doctor? It's very Greek to me.

That was a joke. Oracles are very Grecian where I'm from. Not that you'd get that if I explained it to you. I'd have to explain Greece, and where does it stop from there? Gyros? Introducing you to Sarissa? I guess she's more Australian then Greek. Anyway--

Let me know if you're interested in helping out in the kitchen of the inn at any point. I'm trying to get a system in place.

Sincerely,
-Miriam Maisel

Next time Lunafreya visits the post office, the Postmaster General will give her a package!

"A small wrapped package containing homemade sweets, including homemade marshmallows, graham crackers, chocolate, and homemade peppermint sticks. These are all wrapped in cellophane and put into a clean shoe. A cultivated potted plant is included."

The package includes a note that says "Happy Christmas", but the sender is left anonymous.

[ ON the morning of the 25th, Luna might find on her front step a bouquet of dried flowers, and a nice drawstring pouch containing chewy caramels, all individually wrapped. The pouch itself has an "L" embroidered on the front. There is a card that reads "From Aziraphale, To Lunafreya. ]

[Laid out on Lunafreya's bed is a gentle-looking, pure white scarf. The edges of it are embroidered with blue and white. On one edge, there is an embroidery of her name, "Luna", in the golden-looking thread, and on the other edge is a blue flower.

There is a note saying 'Merry Holidays' but with no name on it.]

text; @kingsknight

text; @kingsknight backdated to her birthday

@kingsknight

action; during bury a friend event

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after the event, near the end of the month, you know what this is