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Some Fun While the Sun Shines [Backdated Cast Log]

Who: The FFXV cast and YOU!
When: End of June thru July 12th
Where: Ka'Pandol and the general Yun'Ashia area. Other locations will be added as needed.
What: The FFXV cast relax after the events that occurred in Ka'Pandol, enjoying the summer weather while things return to being peaceful...for now.
Warnings/Notes: References to alcohol/drinking, other warnings will be added as needed.

I - Gods, What a Day... [Ka'Pandol, end of June]

The flooding of the underwater city could've been worse if the otherworlders hadn't agreed to help. Those of House Eos aided their fellow otherworlders wherever they could - either by reaching the underwater levers, or helping with evacuating the civilians.

However, none of them expected to run into this world's version of the one they call 'The Tidemother'. Not many of their number has many happy memories, if any, related to that being. Thus, once the worst has passed and all dangers have passed, one could find them at this bar or that establishment, reaching for a bottle or two.

Though they would not refuse anyone that wish to join their company.

II - Pastoral Rhapsody [Yun'Ashia, July]

Home still calls, though, and it's not long before one could find the Eos House back on the farm that they recently purchase. One would think that it's just yet another chocobo farm, since there seems to be several chocobos living there now. Several sections of land are being tilled for various sundry plants, and the fence that divided the once-two properties is slowly being taken down to formalize the new, larger farm between the two houses. Guests are always welcomed at either of the large homes that they now own...

Dawn training, however, continues to fill the air with the sound of spells cast and wooden weapons clanking loudly against each other. They apologize in advance to any neighbors that might still be within hearing distance of them.

III - Surf's up! [A beach within the Yun'Ashia area, July]

A day does come, though, when they do decide to go back into the water.

Or at least, to the water's edge. The summer weather has finally gotten to them all, and it soon became too much to resist. Thus, on one of the less crowded beaches near Yun'Ashia, one could find a certain group setting up their beach blankets and stripping down to their swimsuits. There's food packed in picnic baskets and plenty of sunscreen thanks to Certain Concerned Individuals. Nothing but fun, sun, and surf...and maybe some additional company. What could go wrong?

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[Gladio eyes the piece Ravus dropped back into the sand and makes a mental note of its location so that he can pick it up later... without Ravus knowing.

Despite the man's clear dismissal of that particular chunk, a smile tugs at Gladio's lips - any spark of interest worked for him.] If that kind of sentiment isn't your thing I'll have to think up somethin' else to give you for Christmas in July. I think they call it the Starlight Festival here...

[His voice trails off as he bends over to examine a piece floating on the water's edge. It's quite lovely, bleached to near-white already and almost perfectly smooth. Holding it with one hand, Gladio checks it over for any sign of critters or barnacles and lightly runs his fingers along the worn-down grain.

With a hum of approval he turns back to Ravus and answers his question.] If I can't find enough I'll have to improvise. Thought the driftwood could make a nice set but some other lightweight woods might be decent substitutes if needed.

[Gladio has given this a lot of thought. It's what he does when planning gifts, especially gifts he intends to make himself.]

'Christmas in July'.... That is nonsense. We'll have Christmas in December, when it should be.

[If Gladiolus expects anything from Ravus on this non-Starlight day, he will be disappointed. Ravus will make an effort to give gifts to those he cares about on the actual Christmas day and on birthdays. The rest of the manufactured holidays, he steadfastly ignores.

Ravus keeps walking. He uncovers a dark knot of wood with his toes and picks it up. He still isn't sure what Gladio is looking for, but he tosses it at the Shield.]

There. See if that will serve for a pawn.

[Catching and pocketing the piece, Gladio rolls his eyes at Ravus' attitude.] It'll be good for at least two, thanks.

And it's only nonsense to you. Some of us like showing appreciation and affection on random pseudo-holidays.

[His grin belies his lack of actual irritation and he casually walks a little closer.] Don't worry - I'm not expectin' anything. Not from you or anyone else.

[He runs his fingers over the pieces in his bag, mentally mapping his intended creations. Amber eyes glitter with the excitement of making something from these forgotten bits of wood and he takes his gaze from Ravus to look at the sea.]

I guess I just like giving what I can to people, especially my friends. So any holiday, real or silly, is a good excuse to gift things.

[Ravus stops, looking out at the ocean of endless blue.]

You should not wait for excuses to appreciate the ones you care about. We have little enough time, and it can be cut short all too soon.

[He had tried to wait until he had found a way to save Lunafreya before he made the attempt to reconcile the differences between them. Ravus had been a fool.

He keeps walking.]

[There's no doubt in Gladio's mind that Ravus speaks of Lady Lunafreya and he aches to wrap a comforting arm around the man. But what they have is still new, and he knows Ravus prefers keeping affectionate gestures private so instead he lets the man take his time staring out at the infinite sea and silently follows him once he resumes walking.

After a few moments of silence, to give Ravus time to return his mind from where it went to where they are, Gladio softly speaks.]

I show the people I care about how much I appreciate them every day, mostly through little things. Like hugs or other physical stuff, friendly shoving and high fives and shit like that. Sometimes it can be with words too, or smiles. The holidays and birthdays just let me give them meaningful gifts, things that I can't really give on a daily basis.

[He pauses, not sure how well his next words will be received.]

Can't say I knew Lady Lunafreya well, or at all really. But from what I heard of her, from everything she did and how her words in that shared notebook always brought light back to Noct's face ...

She knew you still loved her, Ravus. And I'm positive she still loved you too. Little sisters always know - especially when your little sister is the Oracle.

[Gladio comes up to Ravus' side, putting his lover between him and the ocean, to act as a barrier keeping him from view of anyone on the beach. And if he lets his hand brush against Ravus' that's for the sea to know.

Ravus deserves some semblance of privacy when he ruminates on his lost sister, and Gladio does his best to give him that even when all he wants is to pull him in a gentle embrace.]

[The breeze from the ocean brings with it droplets of salt water from the crashing waves. His tears have already been shed, but this semblance of them suits his contemplation.

Had Lunafreya known? He had played the part of traitor brother well...so well that she had not hesitated to make her escape with Regis while Ravus lay collapsed in the Lucian throne room, burned by the Ring. There had been no turning back like she had that long-ago day in Tenebrae. Part of the distance he had put between them had been to ensure that she would not have to sacrifice herself for his sake a second time, but that memory still felt like a knife wound in his chest.]

You speak of things you do not know.

[But there is a sort of comfort in Gladio's faith, the insistence that Ravus was not forsaken. He doesn't immediately slap the hand away.]

I was able to meet with her, before she awoke Leviathan. What misunderstandings there were between us, we put aside. It was so little, at so late an hour, but I can hope it was enough to reassure her that I had not abandoned her.

[Tentatively, Gladio loosely laces their fingers together. His heart had hurt for Ravus when he first heard the man speak of Lady Lunafreya's death and it hurts again now as he hears of the briefest Nox Fleuret sibling reunion.]

She knew. [He reaffirms his earlier words, wanting Ravus to believe them.]

Hell, I'm sure she always believed in you - believed that you were trying to protect her. I bet she prayed to the Astrals for you too, asking them to keep you safe and probably telling them that she knew you hadn't abandoned her. [A gentle squeeze to Ravus' hand.] Her heart was larger than all of Eos, I think, and with a big heart comes a huge capacity for forgiveness and understanding.

[Worried that he's overstepped, Gladio starts loosening his hand in an attempt to extract it from Ravus'. He's tried to keep his eyes focused on the sand, at least, only half-looking for driftwood and mostly trying to not look at Ravus as he opens up about this.

But damn it takes everything Gladio has not to pull him close, to press a soft, reassuring kiss to those down-turned lips.]

[Ravus takes a deep breath of sea air- in, out, trying to dispel the ghost of memory on the exhale. When he turns to reveal his face to Gladio, his expression is a schooled calm.]

Lunafreya was the best of all of us.

[He keeps walking down the shore.] We had best keep moving if you plan to find enough pieces to complete your set before we lose daylight.

[In terms of segues, it is not going to win any awards for subtlety.]

[Gladio watches him go, fingers closing on empty air.] That she was... [The words are spoken to the sea, their sound barely registering even to his own ears.

He follows behind Ravus and keeps his eyes open for any other promising pieces. His hand wraps around the one in his satchel - he knows exactly what this one will be used for. As they walk, Gladio spots a few good gnarls here and there and puts them in the satchel with the first.

The sun beats down relentlessly and the ocean breeze does little to ease the burning heat. And if Gladio in his shirtless glory is starting to feel warm, Ravus must be baking.] Hey Ravus, fancy a dip now?

[It is really hot, and Ravus feels sweat dripping down his back. He looks out at the water. The waves aren't too rough. He could probably manage it, even with only one arm.]

I suppose.

[He strips out of his shirt reluctantly, replacing his sun hat to keep his head shaded. He wades out to about waist-deep, keeping his magitek arm above the waves. It does feel cooler out here.]

[To keep Ravus' shirt from blowing away with the gentle wind, Gladio carefully sets his bag of driftwood on top of the fabric before wading into the water. His eyes crinkle as he observes Ravus - shirtless and practically glowing in the sunlight reflected off the water. The sunhat does a marvelous job of keeping that porcelain face shaded and Gladio finds himself a little disappointed.

He wants to see how those stunning eyes look in the sunlight. So he dives under the next swell and comes up behind Ravus.] Still lookin' a little over-heated. I can help with that.

[There's no other warning as Gladio wraps his arms around Ravus' midsection and, with a grunt of effort, lifts and tosses him into slightly deeper water.]

[Ravus was not expecting this sudden attack, and he's tossed, sputtering, into the water. He surfaces, the brim of his hat now weighed down by water. He growls.]

You'll pay for that! [And he tackles Gladio, hoping to knock him off balance and dunk him in return.

If Gladio's aim was to distract Ravus from his melancholy thoughts, it worked. His focus has narrowed to one thought- vengeance for this heinous act.]

[Gladio outright snorts at Ravus' appearance, the droopy hat making the regal man look more like a soaked cat than the epitome of Tenebraen nobility. Unfortunately, his mirthful chortling leaves him open to the tackle and he swallows a mouthful of seawater as he's pushed under.

He coughs when he resurfaces, smiling all the while. At least Ravus doesn't have that far-off look in his eyes anymore, though he's not sure if the current murderous look is really an improvement...] That all you've got?

[With graceful strokes, Gladio swims a little further out and decides to taunt Ravus.] Come and get me, droopy!

[And if his tongue pokes out, it's totally only to remove some remaining salt water from his lips and not at all part of the teasing.]

[Ravus knows that when he loses his temper, all caution goes out of the window. He knows, but that doesn't mean he can do anything to stop it. The hat is blocking his vision, so he rips it off and tosses it back toward the shoreline.]

Stop running, you brat!

[Ravus doesn't swim -it's not something he's practiced since he was a child, and the only time he's done so since receiving his new arm was with the aid of the Ka'Pandol merchant's air tank- but he stomps through the water after Gladio. It is deeper than he wanted to go, but vengeance must be had. If When he catches up to Gladio, he's going to make him regret it.]

[His bellowing laughter slows him down, Gladio thoroughly enjoying the sight of a soaked Ravus literally marching through the water towards him. He does notice that Ravus doesn't - or can't - swim with his Magitek arm so Gladio decides to "accidentally" swim back to a somewhat shallower area where the water goes up to midway between his bellybutton and his chest.]

But you're so cute when you chase me!

[Gladio sends a splash Ravus' way for good measure, knowing that he'll likely be in serious trouble when the Tenebrean catches up to him ... which he totally isn't allowing by basically standing still.]

[Ravus' brow furrows. He is not cute.]

What sort of delusional degenerate are you?

[He keeps stomping toward Gladio, unwilling to turn back even though he's further in the water than he wants to be. Gladio's splashes drench him, leaving his dripping hair plastered to his face and the murderous expression growing.

When he gets close enough that he judges himself in range, he takes a leap to tackle the Shield. The water cuts down on his mobility, though, and he comes up short, arms brushing against Gladio's torso as he splashes down into the water.]

[Amber eyes twinkling with mirth track Ravus' progress. "Saturated" is a good look on him, Gladio thinks, and he opens his mouth to make another smartass comment but the failed tackle cuts him off.

Instead of swimming out of reach, he reaches into the water and tries to help lift Ravus back to the surface from his undignified flop.]

We'll have to make sure you spend more time in water... [The words are spoken largely to himself, but if Ravus hears them it's no bother to Gladio.

When Ravus is back on his feet, if he looks to Gladio he'll see the Shield smiling brightly, water dripping from his soaked hair onto his shoulders and down his chest. Gladio's cheeks will be slightly flushed from the mindless joy of playing in the ocean with someone he cares about.]

You missed. [A wink.] Try again. [Gladio doesn't move a muscle, curious to see how Ravus will enact his watery revenge.]

[Ravus flails his arms as he slips into the water and comes up fuming. That. Is. It.

Cursing the lack of superhuman strength that would let him fling Gladio back to the shore, he reaches out to shove Gladio's shoulders. Beneath the water, he hooks his foot behind one of Gladio's ankles to try to sweep his leg out from under him as he puts his pull body weight into the push. He's going to get pulled down into the water when he fells the Shield, but that's a sacrifice he's willing to make to wipe that smug expression off of his face.]

[His lack of attention under the water is his downfall.

Ravus' tandem leg-hook and shove succeed and Gladio falls back with a splash, but not without grabbing one of the pushing arms and dragging Ravus down with him. The amusement doesn't fade from Gladio's face though, and his open-mouthed laughter causes him to swallow some sea water.

Some of it may or may not also go up his nose.

In a tangle of limbs Gladio manages to stand upright, pulling Ravus up with him. Once he sputters and coughs the water out of his lungs, he smiles brilliantly.]

S-see? [A combined cough and chuckle.] That wasn't so bad, was it?

[Gladio's eyes crinkle with genuine joy, happy that he managed to cajole the typically taciturn man into a bit of frivolous fun. He still hasn't let go of Ravus.]

[~~Fun? What is that?~~ They are both panting for air and dripping, but Ravus isn't laughing. The fact that he can be so easily dragged under is disconcerting. The weight of his prosthetic has him off-balance, and he dislikes being at a disadvantage like this. Gladio could shove him under just as easily as he could lift Ravus out of the waves.]

Are you sufficiently 'cooled off' now? We should return to the shore.

[He is already planning on appropriating Gladiolus' shirt to dry himself off.]

[Ravus needs to lighten up. Maybe some more gentle water fun is in order.]

Not yet. You haven't smiled.

[Gladio does, in fact, lift Ravus up. But not entirely out of the water, just high enough that he can slide one hand down to encourage the sullen man to wrap a leg around him. They're far enough out that no one should notice their actual position - any onlooker would merely assume they were standing closely to one another.]

Relax. I've got you. Just enjoy the water ebbing and flowing. [He hopes Ravus will go along with this, will simply exist in the sea with him for a bit. Maybe even relax.]

[There are some people that will tolerate being dragged out to something 'fun' and told to relax. Some people will accept it and even have fun with it.

Ravus Nox Fleuret is not one of these people. He and Gladiolus are still too new, too uncertain, for him to put so much trust in him. Ravus needs solid ground under his feet in order to be at ease, and he cannot just surrender and let Gladio manhandle him. And that's to say nothing of what passersby could see on the shore. Even with the water obscuring their exact position, it is still unseemly.]

I am not a puppet dancing for your amusement, Amicitia! I smile if and when I choose.

[He kicks his leg out of Gladio's grip and shoves him away so he can start stomping back toward the shore. He and Gladiolus are equals on the shore.]

[Well that certainly backfired.

Surprise colors his face when Ravus kicks away, and Gladio does nothing to combat being pushed even further away. He simply stands there as the ripples from Ravus' hasty departure break against his body and looks on for a few moments as pale skin, paler hair, and glinting metal angrily move away from him.

He'd thought ... it doesn't matter what he thought. Because regardless of his intentions he upset Ravus and he'll have to both own up to and apologize for that.

So he swims in the shallow water, long strokes bringing him closer to the irked Tenebraen, before standing and giving Ravus a wide berth as he keeps pace slightly behind him.]

Ravus ... I'm sorry. [Gladio tries to figure out how to structure what he wants to say.]

You're not a puppet. I shouldn't have made you feel that way. You looked so forlorn before... I thought I'd try to... [No. No trying to justify his stupid words or his too-bold actions.] I acted without thinking and upset you because of it. M'sorry.

[Apology complete Gladio starts walking towards the shore at a diagonal, away from Ravus, trying to give the man more space. He can't fuck things up if he leaves Ravus to his own devices. Right?]

[Ravus huffs and makes his way out of the water and onto the comforting warmth of the dry sand. He glares at Gladio from beneath dripping hair. How dare the man sound so remorseful and earnest. Why does he think he is?]

Swim as long as you'd like. You could still do with some cooling down.

[Ravus sits and reaches for his discarded shirt to towel the water off of his face and arms. He then looks at his soaked shirt with a frown. He reaches into Gladio's satchel and steals his tank top. Astrals know Gladio isn't using it. It smells like him, slightly sweaty and musky, but not unpleasantly so.]

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Some Fun While the Sun Shines [Backdated Cast Log]

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T_T at that icon </3

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love the link

rolled a 3, whoops

/facepalm Thank shiva gladdy rolled a 14

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