[ She doesn't know what this is about anymore. She just knows that if she's idle for too long, she starts feeling restless. And when she is restless, she starts thinking. And that, she has found, is not a good combination. ]
Forgive me. I can't help it... I've become accustomed to going places alone and I thought nothing of it.
[ She's glad he isn't, because she's already pushing any of those thoughts away. ]
I'm not concerned about hallucinations... I think that we are in the clear, at least in that aspect. I've not felt anything touching me in days now, either.
[ There's the sound of laughter which faintly spills from his lips and another brief shake of his head given as he moves around her then, meaning to leave the kitchen. ]
You'll just do what you want anyways. Not like I could stop you even if I asked.
[ When she reaches for his wrist, he comes to stop, standing there with gaze lingering on the floor. Not like he can see much of it to begin with aside from what light is offered from his lantern on the floor, but. Still. ]
It's fine. [ Well, not really. ] It's just...
[ And he puffs out a sigh. He's not even really sure what he wants to say. ]
[ Where does he start? But as he sighs a little louder this time, he comes to turn and face her once again. ]
We're stuck here in this place that I wouldn't exactly call paradise. There's shit happening that shouldn't be, that creepy doll that's still sitting outside there that we're not supposed to touch, and I'm just trying to make sure you're all kept safe and alive- or as alive as we can be here.
[ That spills out of him with a slightly frustrated way about it. ]
You take off whenever, Noctis pretty much does the same thing, Prompto- I don't even know where he goes. It's great that you all want to make friends and visit them and whatever else. But I'm trying to not let anything happen to any of you, ok? That's what I do.
[ She's quiet as she listens to him. That, right there, is typical Nyx. From what she knows of him, at least; even when not in their world, he's still on duty, unable to help himself. She can feel a fond smile tugging at her lips at his admission, and she squeezes his hand. ]
I know that this is not ideal. And I am so sorry that you and... everyone else here are stuck in such a position. But you need not worry about babysitting us, Nyx. We can take care of ourselves. You are our friend, and we want the best for you, too.
[ Shaking her head, she reaches up with her free hand and gently pats his cheek. ]
Please don't worry about us so much. You need to make friends and visit them, too, you know. You can't just worry about the rest of the household all day, silly.
[ But there's something about the way he say that, honestly. It makes her glance away for a split second, before her gaze comes to rest on his face again. ]
We are all adults, and besides... this is the life we were unable to have at home. Even if is not... the most picturesque.
[ She frowns again, closing her eyes. When she speaks, her tone is serious, because she knows better than anyone here what the prophecy stated. What needed to be done.
Her presence is what kept the sun from fading away completely. And even then, their days were numbered. She knew after she passed, night would come swiftly. Without Noctis, there is little hope that the sun reaches their star now. ]
Darkness is, will, and most likely already has engulfed our star. There is nothing we can do about that, presently. The only redeeming thing is that we are not seeing large amounts of Eosian people arriving.
[ Which means, bluntly: where there is life, there is hope. ]
...But there is no point in discussing that right now.
[ Shaking his head, Nyx keeps his back to her, jaw feeling tight once again. It's not anything that he likes to think about. That it was all for nothing. Again, he shakes his head and he turns to look at her for a moment. ]
[ That. That has her shaking her head again, whether he sees it or not. He has no idea how wrong he is. She is the one who is meant to be here, not Nyx. Not Noctis, nor Ignis nor Prompto. ]
I knew from the time I was a little girl that I was meant to pass away. But you were not. You were in the wrong place at the wrong time, just like everyone else in Insomnia. I spent the last of my life energy trying to save Noctis, but it wasn't enough. Ignis and Prompto suffered similar fates.
I will say one thing, you are right: I shouldn't be here. I should be dead, but not here. Even in death, the Oracle is not allowed to rest. Not until the darkness is banished and the daemons taken care of. Not until the Chosen King takes his throne and saves our star. But here we all are. And I still don't understand how or why any of this is happening, or why things have deviated from the path the Gods intended. I am just sorry that you and the others got pulled into this as well.
[ For a moment, he's silent, just trying to absorb everything that she's just said. Truth be told, it's not like he knew much about her duty aside from being a Princess. So to hear that she was meant to pass away... that has him pause, has him stare to her through the darkness of the cabin. ]
I made a choice. My life for the future's. If I hadn't, they would have got that ring from you right then and there. I didn't get pulled into anything. I did what I knew was right.
You didn't have one though, didn't have a choice to make and that's why you shouldn't be here.
[ Luna can do nothing but stare back at him, really. Because there's not a single trace of deception in her voice, there's no reason to hide anything. Not now, after everything has already been said and done. ]
I'm sorry you had to make that choice, Nyx. Though your actions spared the lives of many... and allowed me to deliver the ring to Noctis. Though... he says he never received it.
[ Which has her brows drawing together again, because she remembers passing it to him. She remembers telling him goodbye... not that it matters now. ]
The decision was made when the Crystal ordained Noctis the King of Kings. Noctis was five, I was nine. I was approached by a messenger of the Gods, Gentiana. I told her that I accepted my fate and that I would gladly give my life to ensure a future full of light and prosperity. That I would do everything in my power to ensure that the Chosen fulfilled his destiny, too. But...
[ ....She should be a spirit wandering Eos right now, awaiting the time that Noctis would be ready to finish things. ]
...but we are all here now, unfortunately. And it is what we must accept, for the time being.
[ Things he'd never known about before and now that he does, he's not so sure how he feels about it? Were these Gods and Kings and Crystal and everything else really so heartless that they viewed them all as nothing more than pawns in whatever game they were playing? Because it sure feels like it. ]
No offense, but your Gods are assholes.
[ Just like the Kings as far as he's concerned. ]
So what? We just sit around here and make a new life for ourselves? That what you're suggesting?
[ To put it bluntly: yes. That's exactly what they all were, in the big scheme of things. Destiny and fate dictated by the Gods and their whims. ]
Not all of them... Shiva was wonderful.
[ She'd know, okay. ]
...Yes. Until we can find a way to somehow free ourselves from here, assuming that is even possible... yes. That's all we can do. It is better than sitting around and dwelling on things, yes?
With hallucinations driving people mad, creepy dolls perched outside cabins, an endless darkness with the flame of these lanterns being the only source of light and to keep us safe, and who knows what else might be out there just waiting to have happen.
[ Turning, he shakes his head. ]
Sounds great. [ Yes, that's sarcasm. ] Might as well make myself useful then.
[ To which he makes his way for the front door, figuring it best to just wander off on a walk himself. ]
[ Maybe it's that he never thought he'd see her again. Maybe it's the thought of losing her here. Maybe it's his remembering the day he had seen her on his television entering the city as the Princess of Tenebrae. He doesn't know why and it's not as though he's given much in the way of time to figure it out. Because when she nips at his heels with her words, he stops. He turns on bare heels to face her and rather than argue further with her, rather than tell her why none of this is so easy to swallow or accept as being anywhere close to being fine or some second chance in disguise, he kisses her. He kisses her in a way that is quick and impulsive and something he hasn't realized he's wanted to do. But the moment he does, he finds it something beyond difficult to pull from. Yet he does, with a gasp, speechless and staring to her and almost positive that his heart is seconds away from pounding out of his chest. ]
[ To think that this all started because she made the silly decision to try and take off on a pointless little walk. She's glad, at least, that he got to get some of this off of his chest. That he can at least vent some of his frustrations; she hopes that, in the future, he can place his faith in her again. She doesn't mind listening or letting him rant it out.
When he swivels around to face her, she stops before she can bump into him from the suddenness of it. For a split second, she thinks she's pushed her luck and that he's going to snap. What he does surprises her, throws her off guard: she's never been kissed before, and she's not at all expecting this. She gasps quietly; there's been an undeniable attraction between them, even she has noticed that. It's hard to deny the pull that he has on her, or that she very much enjoys spending time with him.
Even if he wants to pull away? That's not happening now. Because just as impulsive, Lunafreya places her hands back onto his cheeks, leans up on her toes and presses her mouth against his again. She's not really sure how this is happening or why it is a thing, but it is a thing. It is happening, and she can't really bother to think that perhaps they've got a lot of talking to do. How can she, when this feels so... right? ]
[ At first, he'd thought he had overstepped his boundaries. To just flat out kiss her like that... he wouldn't have blamed her if she slapped him for it. Because even though her and Noctis are no longer engaged, it still feels sudden, still feels impulsive, still feels like it shouldn't be something a Glaive should be doing with a Princess of all people. Yet he finds himself drawn back into her with her hands on his cheeks and his lips against hers and everything seems to somehow melt away in that moment. The very real possibility that any of the other three could walk through that door at any given time, the fact that they'd been more or less arguing with one another just a few seconds ago. The fact that there is a creepy doll that Nyx still feels slightly unsettled about sitting outside the front of the cabin but thankfully not peeking in on them. All of that seems to slip away from him as he finds himself cupping her neck with his hands and returning that kiss with just as much impulse as the first.
This feels like a longtime coming somehow despite how short a time they spent together back on Eos and he finds himself nudging her back through the darkness until she's pressed against the wall, lips blindly brushing over hers as hands slip away from her neck and down to settle on her waist instead. He pulls her flush against him, teeth gently nipping at her lower lip, and he finds himself growing hotter (and harder) the more the seconds tick away as they're like this. The more he drowns in these impulsive and so very wanted kisses. The more he feels himself falling into her. ]
[ There is one tiny portion of her brain that is trying to tell her to stop this, to be reasonable. That they need to slow down, this is impulsive and rushed. But that little voice is being drowned out by needs far greater than being reasonable. She's never been kissed before; no one would have ever dared, considering whom her older brother was. She's never wanted to be kissed. Not until now.
Now, it's almost like a fire has been lit within her. When his hands find their way to her neck, hers move from his cheeks so that she can properly wind her arms around his neck. She's far too preoccupied to realize that they're moving; even as her back gently hits the wall, she hardly registers it. How can she, when he pulls her close? Her fingers tangle into the hair at the back of his neck and she keeps him close, too, as if at any second he will just disappear like sand between her fingers.
She's always been a responsible person, always doing the right thing and sacrificing this or that so that others can be happy. It's that thought that makes whatever shred of worry or doubt that's left in her head float away, what makes her relax in his arms and against his body, and what drives her to tip her head just so, just enough so that she can further deepen their kisses. Her hands run down his back slowly, lightly digging into the material of his shirt. She needs this. She needs him. ]
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Date: 2019-10-27 02:50 am (UTC)[ She doesn't know what this is about anymore. She just knows that if she's idle for too long, she starts feeling restless. And when she is restless, she starts thinking. And that, she has found, is not a good combination. ]
Forgive me. I can't help it... I've become accustomed to going places alone and I thought nothing of it.
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Date: 2019-10-27 02:57 am (UTC)You think that's such a great idea right now? Those hallucinations might have stopped but that doesn't mean they can't start up again or worse.
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Date: 2019-10-27 03:02 am (UTC)I'm not concerned about hallucinations... I think that we are in the clear, at least in that aspect. I've not felt anything touching me in days now, either.
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Date: 2019-10-27 03:05 am (UTC)You'll just do what you want anyways. Not like I could stop you even if I asked.
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Date: 2019-10-27 03:09 am (UTC)Wait, Nyx. If you do not want me to leave, if it would make you feel better, then I won't. I will stay.
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Date: 2019-10-27 03:16 am (UTC)It's fine. [ Well, not really. ] It's just...
[ And he puffs out a sigh. He's not even really sure what he wants to say. ]
...I don't know.
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Date: 2019-10-27 03:22 am (UTC)I will stay here tonight. Is there something on your mind?
[ She's concerned; it's not like him to be so... not-Nyx-like. ]
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Date: 2019-10-27 03:31 am (UTC)We're stuck here in this place that I wouldn't exactly call paradise. There's shit happening that shouldn't be, that creepy doll that's still sitting outside there that we're not supposed to touch, and I'm just trying to make sure you're all kept safe and alive- or as alive as we can be here.
[ That spills out of him with a slightly frustrated way about it. ]
You take off whenever, Noctis pretty much does the same thing, Prompto- I don't even know where he goes. It's great that you all want to make friends and visit them and whatever else. But I'm trying to not let anything happen to any of you, ok? That's what I do.
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Date: 2019-10-27 03:35 am (UTC)I know that this is not ideal. And I am so sorry that you and... everyone else here are stuck in such a position. But you need not worry about babysitting us, Nyx. We can take care of ourselves. You are our friend, and we want the best for you, too.
[ Shaking her head, she reaches up with her free hand and gently pats his cheek. ]
Please don't worry about us so much. You need to make friends and visit them, too, you know. You can't just worry about the rest of the household all day, silly.
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Date: 2019-10-27 03:40 am (UTC)[ He says that without a moment's hesitation, staring to her regardless of the gentle pats to his cheek. ]
None of you sure as hell seem to worry about yourselves as much as you should.
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Date: 2019-10-27 03:46 am (UTC)[ But there's something about the way he say that, honestly. It makes her glance away for a split second, before her gaze comes to rest on his face again. ]
We are all adults, and besides... this is the life we were unable to have at home. Even if is not... the most picturesque.
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Date: 2019-10-27 03:48 am (UTC)The life we're unable to have at home?
[ He shakes his head, pulling his hand away as he turns some. ]
Funny because this is pretty much how I'd imagine Insomnia and everywhere else to be if darkness took over.
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Date: 2019-10-27 03:53 am (UTC)Her presence is what kept the sun from fading away completely. And even then, their days were numbered. She knew after she passed, night would come swiftly. Without Noctis, there is little hope that the sun reaches their star now. ]
Darkness is, will, and most likely already has engulfed our star. There is nothing we can do about that, presently. The only redeeming thing is that we are not seeing large amounts of Eosian people arriving.
[ Which means, bluntly: where there is life, there is hope. ]
...But there is no point in discussing that right now.
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Date: 2019-10-27 04:03 am (UTC)You shouldn't be here. None of you should.
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Date: 2019-10-27 04:14 am (UTC)I knew from the time I was a little girl that I was meant to pass away. But you were not. You were in the wrong place at the wrong time, just like everyone else in Insomnia. I spent the last of my life energy trying to save Noctis, but it wasn't enough. Ignis and Prompto suffered similar fates.
I will say one thing, you are right: I shouldn't be here. I should be dead, but not here. Even in death, the Oracle is not allowed to rest. Not until the darkness is banished and the daemons taken care of. Not until the Chosen King takes his throne and saves our star. But here we all are. And I still don't understand how or why any of this is happening, or why things have deviated from the path the Gods intended. I am just sorry that you and the others got pulled into this as well.
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Date: 2019-10-27 04:19 am (UTC)I made a choice. My life for the future's. If I hadn't, they would have got that ring from you right then and there. I didn't get pulled into anything. I did what I knew was right.
You didn't have one though, didn't have a choice to make and that's why you shouldn't be here.
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Date: 2019-10-27 04:30 am (UTC)I'm sorry you had to make that choice, Nyx. Though your actions spared the lives of many... and allowed me to deliver the ring to Noctis. Though... he says he never received it.
[ Which has her brows drawing together again, because she remembers passing it to him. She remembers telling him goodbye... not that it matters now. ]
The decision was made when the Crystal ordained Noctis the King of Kings. Noctis was five, I was nine. I was approached by a messenger of the Gods, Gentiana. I told her that I accepted my fate and that I would gladly give my life to ensure a future full of light and prosperity. That I would do everything in my power to ensure that the Chosen fulfilled his destiny, too. But...
[ ....She should be a spirit wandering Eos right now, awaiting the time that Noctis would be ready to finish things. ]
...but we are all here now, unfortunately. And it is what we must accept, for the time being.
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Date: 2019-10-27 04:36 am (UTC)No offense, but your Gods are assholes.
[ Just like the Kings as far as he's concerned. ]
So what? We just sit around here and make a new life for ourselves? That what you're suggesting?
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Date: 2019-10-27 04:40 am (UTC)Not all of them... Shiva was wonderful.
[ She'd know, okay. ]
...Yes. Until we can find a way to somehow free ourselves from here, assuming that is even possible... yes. That's all we can do. It is better than sitting around and dwelling on things, yes?
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Date: 2019-10-27 04:44 am (UTC)[ And how dryly that's said. ]
With hallucinations driving people mad, creepy dolls perched outside cabins, an endless darkness with the flame of these lanterns being the only source of light and to keep us safe, and who knows what else might be out there just waiting to have happen.
[ Turning, he shakes his head. ]
Sounds great. [ Yes, that's sarcasm. ] Might as well make myself useful then.
[ To which he makes his way for the front door, figuring it best to just wander off on a walk himself. ]
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Date: 2019-10-27 04:48 am (UTC)[ Negativity isn't going to help things. And frankly, she's had enough of that to last her entire after life. ]
Please? Try? [ But there he goes, and now once again she's at his heels, walking after him. ]
The only thing we can do is make the best of what we have. So please, Nyx. Just settle down. Come, sit down with me for a while.
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Date: 2019-10-27 05:06 am (UTC)When he swivels around to face her, she stops before she can bump into him from the suddenness of it. For a split second, she thinks she's pushed her luck and that he's going to snap. What he does surprises her, throws her off guard: she's never been kissed before, and she's not at all expecting this. She gasps quietly; there's been an undeniable attraction between them, even she has noticed that. It's hard to deny the pull that he has on her, or that she very much enjoys spending time with him.
Even if he wants to pull away? That's not happening now. Because just as impulsive, Lunafreya places her hands back onto his cheeks, leans up on her toes and presses her mouth against his again. She's not really sure how this is happening or why it is a thing, but it is a thing. It is happening, and she can't really bother to think that perhaps they've got a lot of talking to do. How can she, when this feels so... right? ]
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Date: 2019-10-27 05:19 am (UTC)This feels like a longtime coming somehow despite how short a time they spent together back on Eos and he finds himself nudging her back through the darkness until she's pressed against the wall, lips blindly brushing over hers as hands slip away from her neck and down to settle on her waist instead. He pulls her flush against him, teeth gently nipping at her lower lip, and he finds himself growing hotter (and harder) the more the seconds tick away as they're like this. The more he drowns in these impulsive and so very wanted kisses. The more he feels himself falling into her. ]
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Date: 2019-10-28 02:23 am (UTC)Now, it's almost like a fire has been lit within her. When his hands find their way to her neck, hers move from his cheeks so that she can properly wind her arms around his neck. She's far too preoccupied to realize that they're moving; even as her back gently hits the wall, she hardly registers it. How can she, when he pulls her close? Her fingers tangle into the hair at the back of his neck and she keeps him close, too, as if at any second he will just disappear like sand between her fingers.
She's always been a responsible person, always doing the right thing and sacrificing this or that so that others can be happy. It's that thought that makes whatever shred of worry or doubt that's left in her head float away, what makes her relax in his arms and against his body, and what drives her to tip her head just so, just enough so that she can further deepen their kisses. Her hands run down his back slowly, lightly digging into the material of his shirt. She needs this. She needs him. ]
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