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[warpstriking]

Who: Noctis and you
When: August 30th
Where: Yun'Ashia
What: It's someone's 21st birthday...
Warnings/Notes: Just a nerd, fisher, king trying to have a quiet cake day (and none of his closest friends letting that happen)

1. Just a Quiet Day...
2. Distraction of Flight (closed to Regis)
3. The Setup
4. Surprise Party!

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[warpstriking]

[He sits down beside her, surprised for a brief second how delicately she does, but. Only for a moment. And he listens. Intently. It's fine that she isn't the most qualified; from what she said, sounds like she has more hands on experience with one type over the other.

But,] "Make?" [Noctis winces at that. Gods be good.] Damn, and I thought my world was messed up in terms of deities.

[He frowns, leaning forward as his arms rest on his knees.]

In Eos, there's only the Hexatheon and their twenty-four divine Messengers. The Six are charged with the protection of the star, and the defense of any who would do it and its people harm. Even themselves. The Messengers pass along the gods' wills to the people, and the Oracle... speaks to the gods on the people's behalf.

[His voice cracks a little at the end, eyes narrowing slightly as he clasps his hands together.]

Only the Oracle could awaken them, to forge covenants for her King. Most of them caused no destruction... except Leviathan.

[littlemhigan]

Aye, "make." Only way te unmake 'em is with a few feet of steel.

[She takes her turn to listen quietly, smiling a little at the explanation of the Messengers. She can't help but think a few of those would not go amiss in Eorzea.

But he continues and...]

Aye, the Lord of the Whorl is a right ornery fucker in Eorzea, too...but the Oracle...friend've yours?

[warpstriking]

[His frown deepens slightly, knuckles turning white. It isn't the same, but he understands the pain that likely causes for those left behind. He's had to kill countless daemons for a similar reason.]

Sometimes the most merciful act is a swift one.

[All those MTs, born to... He shakes the thought from his head.]

Yeah. You could say that. [He stands, turning slightly to smile at her.] So, see you tonight? [A pause] If the others haven't decided to throw a "surprise" party, I'll eat my arm guard.

[littlemhigan]

I'm sorry, that took sommat of a darker turn than a nameday deserves. I'm sworn te secrecy on the matter of a party, but I promise this won't be the last ye see of me today. [She winks a little as she speaks. Of course there's a party.]

If he have any trouble with those jigs, come see me, yeah?

[warpstriking]

Nah, it's cool. And that just more than confirmed what I already knew. [He grins back.]

Will do. Wouldn't want these beauties to break, after all.