warpstriking: (sass ☈ i can't believe he's fucking dead)
Nᴏᴄᴛɪs Lᴜᴄɪs Cᴀᴇʟᴜᴍ ([personal profile] warpstriking) wrote in [community profile] melodiesofeternity 2018-06-12 08:43 am (UTC)

It was but it didn't mean he couldn't just sweep it back under the rug, mmkay. Tonight was supposed to be about forgetting it.

Noctis laughs. "Aw, come on Iigs... I doubt we'd get many stares fer it." Wait, huh? Okay, maybe he should slow down a little. His elbows slide a little as he groans, muttering into the table. "Switched my asterisk so I wouldn't an' left the slate at home." Just so he can't switch back to black mage. It was his last responsible move of the night. Still, he can't help but laugh a little at the idea.

"You an' half the Glaive. It's the sudden stop after the speed, I think." At least, it makes the most sense as he contemplates it. Which is somehow easier with the cool surface against his head. Huh.

He grumbles something incoherently about 'not leaving' as he sits up again in order to take the bottle from Ignis and pour a little into the glass, careful not to put in too much lest he have to drink that crap again. He then hands the bottle back over and shrugs. "You're the one who suggested it after my third shot of whiskey."

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