Let Us Cling Together (Closed)

[warpstriking]

Who: The FFXV cast, Castor Westmoore, Takashi Shirogane, Hunk, and Hope Estheim
When: August 1st - 2nd
Where: Yun'Ashia
What: The FFXV cast has a sleepover because Canon Updates suck.
Warnings/Notes: There will likely be Patch 4.3 spoilers in here for FFXIV. (Catchall log for pre-Empire visit will go up later.)

Sometimes when life gets you down, the best thing to do is just visit with and chill with friends. This time, he made sure to pick them up in his flying car, asking if the others could set the house up while he did so. Because really, who else would fly the car?

And whoever trusted Noctis unsupervised in the kitchen probably earns a laugh track.

It’s late by the time the four arrive, and by then, the living room has been set up with sleeping bags; the oversized couch covered with blankets and pillows as the entire house smells of Ignis’ cooking. There are games of different kinds (even some triple triad cards) brought down from the attic, and a decent collection of alcoholic beverages. Only two persons in either household isn’t of age, and for them, there are non-alcoholic options as well.

(ooc: Even if they don't stay overnight, they are invited to stay for dinner. Feel free to come up with your own top levels and such, guys!)

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[littlemhigan]

Castor had slept for most of the ride over, the physical toll of exiting the Width compounding hard with the emotional toll of whatever had happened within. Her normally chipper demeanour had slipped away with the quiet purring of the Regalia and she hardly stirred until their arrival at Yun'Ashia.

She seems to perk up at the state of the house and the smell of food and even if she lacks her usual near-manic energy, she's a sight more relaxed and is at least making an effort to keep smiling.

And she might be slowly building a pillow fort with the collected items in the living room. Maybe.

[spaceforged]

Shiro had said little on the ride over. He'd kept his thoughts to himself and kept an eye on the gauges out of habit. Once they land he follows Castor out, dufflebag over one shoulder. He'd packed overnight for himself and Hunk. He doubts either of them want to leave Castor's side when she looks so vulnerable.

The smell of food perks him up too, making his grey eyes just a little brighter. He settles the overnight duffle near an arm chair and glances back, waiting on Hunk and Noctis to come in.