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melodiesofeternity2018-09-03 08:24 pm
sonoftenebrae) wrote in melodiesofeternity2018-09-03 08:24 pm
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Felix Natalis
Who: Ravus, open
When: September 4th
Where: Yun'Ashia
What: It is Lunafreya's birthday, a day of remembrance.
Warnings/Notes: FFXV spoilers, mourning
Morning: FFXV House/The Temple of the Forgotten Heroes
Ravus wakes early, wanting to be on his way before his housemates wake. He leaves a quick handwritten note:
Out for the day- will return late. -R
It is not very informative, but at least he's not leaving without a word. He opens the door slowly, aiming for stealth, and stops in the garden for a moment before heading toward the Temple of the Forgotten Heroes. It seems like the best place for the quiet contemplation he's looking for.
At the temple, he leaves a single cut sylleblossom at the altar. He kneels, not praying, but remembering. He will not let Lunafreya become a forgotten hero. He's not sure how much time passes that way.
Afternoon: The Beaches of Yun'Ashia
The weather is cooling down, and the beach is not as crowded as it had been over the summer. It's a little cold for swimming, but pleasant for walking down the sandy shore.
Ravus walks down the beach to find a private spot, and uses his iMog slate to switch his job. His white jacket disappears, replaced by Summoner's robes. He raises his hands and calls down a Partial Summoning of Leviathan. Scaled coils materialize in the air above the waves. Ravus does not command the Eidolon to use her Tidal Blast. Instead, he just watches the serpent until his limited magic power falters and she begins to fade. Through the halting, untested connection between summoner and summoned, he senses confusion as Leviathan dematerializes.
Evening: Home Again
The sun is set before he finally returns home. A full day of light, he thinks, is a luxury Vaikunthans do not even realize they should treasure.
Ravus circles around the house to the garden, not ready to go inside just yet. Lit candles illuminate the carefully-tended plants there- likely Gladio's doing- and Ravus watches their wicks grow shorter. A measure of time, as well as a metaphor.
"Happy Birthday, Lunafreya. Please...find your way here..." He's not tearing up...absolutely not.
Wild Card: any time today
[Want to explore what the others are doing today? Here's a wild card prompt.]
When: September 4th
Where: Yun'Ashia
What: It is Lunafreya's birthday, a day of remembrance.
Warnings/Notes: FFXV spoilers, mourning
Morning: FFXV House/The Temple of the Forgotten Heroes
Ravus wakes early, wanting to be on his way before his housemates wake. He leaves a quick handwritten note:
Out for the day- will return late. -R
It is not very informative, but at least he's not leaving without a word. He opens the door slowly, aiming for stealth, and stops in the garden for a moment before heading toward the Temple of the Forgotten Heroes. It seems like the best place for the quiet contemplation he's looking for.
At the temple, he leaves a single cut sylleblossom at the altar. He kneels, not praying, but remembering. He will not let Lunafreya become a forgotten hero. He's not sure how much time passes that way.
Afternoon: The Beaches of Yun'Ashia
The weather is cooling down, and the beach is not as crowded as it had been over the summer. It's a little cold for swimming, but pleasant for walking down the sandy shore.
Ravus walks down the beach to find a private spot, and uses his iMog slate to switch his job. His white jacket disappears, replaced by Summoner's robes. He raises his hands and calls down a Partial Summoning of Leviathan. Scaled coils materialize in the air above the waves. Ravus does not command the Eidolon to use her Tidal Blast. Instead, he just watches the serpent until his limited magic power falters and she begins to fade. Through the halting, untested connection between summoner and summoned, he senses confusion as Leviathan dematerializes.
Evening: Home Again
The sun is set before he finally returns home. A full day of light, he thinks, is a luxury Vaikunthans do not even realize they should treasure.
Ravus circles around the house to the garden, not ready to go inside just yet. Lit candles illuminate the carefully-tended plants there- likely Gladio's doing- and Ravus watches their wicks grow shorter. A measure of time, as well as a metaphor.
"Happy Birthday, Lunafreya. Please...find your way here..." He's not tearing up...absolutely not.
Wild Card: any time today
[Want to explore what the others are doing today? Here's a wild card prompt.]
no subject
"No more talk of leaving." The subject is worrisome for both of them and Gladio knows Ravus suffered enough internal misery today. The rest of this night should be spent feeling, at the very least, loved and safe.
So he pushes it and kisses the tip of Ravus' nose before grabbing what's left of the soup. "Think you can finish this before we go to bed?"
Gladio plans to hold Ravus tonight, to press his chest to the man's back and his hand over the man's heart, to keep them in contact so that there's no point in the night when Ravus feels alone. But he really wants his boyfriend to at least finish eating.
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He shakes his head at the cooling soup. "Leave it. I won't waste away in a single night."
The world feels less empty and harsh from within the circle of Gladio's arms, and since he's already vulnerable tonight, he'd rather just return to them and take what comfort he can.
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He won't mind it if the arm stays on or if it's removed - all that matters is his boyfriend's comfort. Calloused fingers rub gentle circles into Ravus' shoulders and upper back as he waits for an answer.
Tonight he'll take care of Ravus in every way, from taking care of his prosthetic arm to undressing him to cuddling him through the night. At no point will he allow his lover to feel anything less than comforted.
"Promise you'll eat a good breakfast tomorrow?"
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morein the morning if he tries to sleep with it attached, but he also doesn't want to move or let Gladio move. He rolls his shoulder under Gladio's fingers, already feeling the muscles tightening up in protest."I will eat tomorrow." If Ignis is the one cooking, he might even eat well.
He shifts, pushing back against Gladio as if he could burrow into that muscular chest and forget about the world.
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"M'not gonna get up to pop it on the charger, but let's at least get this off of you." He presses a kiss behind Ravus' ear.
"And then I'll hold you for as long as you'll let me." This point is emphasized by the tightened grip around Ravus' torso.
Hell, he'll hum a damn lullaby or whisper sweet words if that might help Ravus fall into a slumber that isn't plagued with nightmares or dreams of regrets. The day was difficult enough - let the night be easier.