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Having been a bit short on staff today, he’s specifically asked if he could work as a barista for this evening’s shift. Noctis wasn’t one to let someone down, so he accepts with a less than enthusiastic attitude. He did agree to fill in if required ( & if they were desperate ), and he planned to make good on his word. With the little training he had making coffee however, he’s sure his boss would object to the idea. “It’s fine... I’ll get the hang of it...”

He then promptly approaches a familiar individual, one who frequents the cafe more often than most—Noctis even recalled serving him a few times. “What can I get you today...?” Despite having worked here for months now, he still sounded rather awkward.

overeternity / lucifer !

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With Carbuncle in tow, the two of them linger off the path and enter a clearing amidst the woods. What they’re met with is a patch of thriving flowers, unique to this part of the forest, which of course brings up the silent question of whether or not they were planted. 

Intending to take a closer a look, Noctis begins to take a step further into the clearing, only to stop when he sees an unusual rabbit tending to the flowers.

pleasemymel0dy / my melody !

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It was a colder day, a reminder that summer was nearly over. While he wasn’t a fan of most caffeinated drinks, there was a few that he hadn’t minded, simply due to the fact that they were sweeter. “—Oh, yeah! That hits the spot! ... Hm?” 

He then quickly notices the presence of another gazing in his general direction. Instead of addressing it however, he just decides to overlook it.

frostnovas / frostnova !

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hey! if anyone wants a short starter feel free to like this! i won’t take that small chance of being overwhelmed so i’ll cap this at three!

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sundroptm​ / rapunzel !

      ☼  ❝ Are you lost too? ❞ Bright emerald eyes had scanned her surroundings, taking in unfamiliar sights and sounds; the city shooting up around her was unlike anything she had seen - ok, so everything was unlike anything she’d ever seen, but nothing looked familiar, and that gripped her heart in a vice. At least the company of someone obviously not a sharp-toothed ruffian was a relief.

      ❝ We can help each other find home, if you want? ❞ And with that, she held out her tiny hand to the other.

          Both his confusion and worries continue to grow as seconds turn to minutes. It hadn’t helped that Carbuncle was no where to be seen either. His hands begin to lightly fumble with one another in a poor attempt to keep calm. “—!” While her voice was soft ( very much lacking hostility ), he’s still startled by how abrupt it is. “Uh, y-yeah, that’s right... but, um, who are you...? Do you know where we are?”

          He’s hesitant to take her hand, and the expression he wears notes caution. Once his eyes catch sight of the chameleon sitting on her shoulder though, that expression begins to soften all at once.

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          “Um... excuse me...!” Oddly enough, he had no qualms approaching her. Perhaps it was due to the fact that she looked about the same age, thus he felt a bit more comfortable talking to her rather than others. Though, of course, his actions and tone still remained reserved as ever. “Have you seen a small white fox around here...?”

gaiaspoken / aerith !

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          “W-where am I?” From a fantastical forest to a bizarre city—if he had to choose, he preferred the latter. “Is this place part of my dream world, too...? Oh, wait! That’s right! Where did...?” His gaze gradually widens as he begins to frantically look about, almost as if in search of something or someone.

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regemverum​ / ardyn !

@armigeraction​ // planned(ish) starter!

Ardyn’s body is weary. It’s sort of how he is, though, isn’t it? A weary traveler, a man of no consequence, a lonely wanderer through time itself that can’t ever seem to keep his mind straight. That’s the funny thing about being a Healer King, the one whose crown was stolen, a wronged savior; everything blends together. It’s a curse. And he’s almost used to it.

He’d had something to direct his hate towards. Somnus’ last living descendant, the man who would supposedly would bring about the light and chase away the daemons. Ardyn had directed all his hatred towards the symbol of his brother’s legacy, but now that he’d been killed by Noctis and set free he almost felt… directionless.

He’d thought about Noctis a few times since coming to this island. Mostly it was when he had his run-ins with one Ignis Scientia that the memory of the True King came back to him. It wasn’t welcome, though he had to admit he did feel some gratitude for Noctis after he had delivered the final blow.

Ardyn is tired. But he’s not going to let it show, not too much, and he wanders down the marina in the Golden Ward with his head held high and his jacket swaying from side to side. 

He almost thinks what he’s seeing is a vision, a ghost, something that’s not real. His mind does that, plays tricks on him sometimes, but as he stops dead in his tracks and looks at the impossible figure in front of him he smiles a slow, devious smile.

“Noctis,” he drawls. Ah, maybe he doesn’t need to be bored anymore.

          The thought had crossed his mind here & there, and even more so as of late what with the recent arrival of friends. Whenever it had come to mind however, he’d no sooner push the thought aside since it was a concept he refused to give much attention to. Though the anger he felt for Ardyn has cooled for the most part since his own arrival, it was clear to Noctis that such a resentment could easily be rekindled at the sight of him—no, he was sure it would. Prompto was safe and sound here, that much had eased his weary heart, but given that the last thing he recalls before arriving to this island was his friend’s kidnapping—apart from other tragedies—seeing the man responsible for it all was something he hoped would never transpire.

          His fate had been written in the stars and unfortunately it would seem that the very thought he abhorred would come to pass. His brows knit upon hearing that familiar voice, and thereafter does Noctis quickly turns on his feet, positioning himself in a defensive stance.  “You...” His hatred could easily be detected from the tone of his own voice. While he had yet to summon his Engine Blade to his grasp, the way he postured himself made it seem as though he had it on the ready. “What the hell do you want?” Ardyn had always been difficult to read ( a fact he’d never admit aloud ), so Noctis in turn wasn’t quite sure what he was capable of at this moment. So with that, he opts to keep a reasonable distance from him.

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          “Oh, yeah... tomorrow’s the first day of Summer, huh... wonder if a festival will pop up soon...” 

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nohreason / leo !

          “—!” His name nearly rolls off Noctis’s tongue upon catching sight of him, however he fortunately prevents himself from doing just that. Even if he had considered Leo an ally now, he still wasn’t quite comfortable displaying such familiarity if it wasn’t exactly necessary. As luck would have it, Leo manages to notice his presence without being addressed and in response Noctis makes his way towards him with the intention to speak with him.

          “You’re back, huh...?” That’s all he left it at, since saying anything along the lines of ‘I’m happy to see you’ would be inappropriate, given where they were.

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Final Fantasy XV → Noct brushing his teeth

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wayefinder / aqua !

[ ♒︎ ] – She’s found herself in an arcade in Cotes Ward, watching a couple of people battle each other in Dance Dance Revolution. It looks fun, but Aqua hasn’t worked up the nerve to try it out herself yet– After all, this is only the second time she’s been in such an establishment. That, and…

         ❝They’re hogging the game… I’ve lost track of how many songs they’ve gone through without stopping.❞

          With his gaze locking onto her momentarily, he can’t help but overhear her remark as he’s passing through. His footsteps pause shortly afterwards, and his hand then moves to rest on his hip. She wasn’t wrong; he was already here for about an hour and he was definitely sure that they were there playing when he arrived.

          “Why not just ask them to move? If you won’t, then I will.” When it came to most confrontations, Noctis was actually quite reserved, but this—this he could handle. “Well? What’s it gonna be?”

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mugen‌ / sandalphon !

“…? You know…?” you know what? unfortunately sandalphon does not get the implication whatsoever. touch? hold hands? kiss? that? how vexing… “I’m…sorry but, I don’t. Would you elaborate?”

          This sure was a conclusion he hoped wouldn’t happen. Tries as he might, the word still fails to pass his lips. The only real indicator to his currently thought cycle was his still flustered expression. “N-nothing... forget I asked...!”

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mugen‌ / sandalphon !

“Because the length of our stay here isn’t guaranteed?” yes maybe. “Ah, no, it is a thing. But it is not something Primals generally take part in, as far as I’m aware. Skydwellers do, but intimacy between us is.. different…? It doesn’t follow the same customs.”

          There’s that feeling—the desire to want to ask more questions, but he knew he’d get flustered asking such questions, and something told him that his boss would react the same way, if not worse. In fact, he’s quite sure his cheeks are already turning red at this point, so he may as well go for it. “Different, huh...? Uh... I see... so...” He’s not exactly sure how to word this, so he just comes right out and says it. “Do you guys... uh, you know...?” The word ‘kiss’ fails to come out however.

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mugen‌ / sandalphon !

“The concept itself I haven’t entirely wrapped my mind around.” skydweller customs.. they don’t really seem to match primarch ones at all; there’s little overlap. “But, the sentiment isn’t lost on me.”

          “I’m not the romantic type... it’s nice and all I guess... the thought, I mean. Still, it’s pretty pointless to get married in this place... ... if you don’t mind me asking... what... uh, part of it is lost to you? Is it not a thing where you’re from?” That wouldn’t be a too surprising fact if that were the case.

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          “Getting married here seems kinda... uh, never mind.” Best to keep his thoughts to himself.

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types of people; ✿ FLOWERS ✿

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DAISY: wears their heart on their sleeve. soft voice. minimalist clothing. laying in a field of tall grass. walking barefoot. puts other people’s happiness above their own.

BELLFLOWER: very consistent friend. happy face with sad eyes. careful touches. hiding a blush. light giggles. makes friends easily. knows how to make you smile.

PROTEA: proud. big gestures. blushes easily. tries to look tough but is really just a big softie. content where they are. doesn’t love easily, but always deeply.

MOONFLOWER: knowing smiles. doesn’t open up easily. late night. tired eyes. soft skin. not as innocent as they seem. loose clothing.

BLEEDING HEART: hopeless romantic. still laughs at dirty jokes. believes they can change the world. caring looks. dyed hair. kisses on the cheek.

SUNFLOWER: big smiles. always looking for the positive. lots of friends. warm afternoons. basking in the sun. stares off into space a lot. sitting in comfortable silence.

DANDELION: wishing for the impossible. shooting stars. light breezes through their hair. white clothing. whispered secrets. far off looks. kind eyes.