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lifeaftr2019-10-07 03:55 pm
shatteredlenses) wrote in lifeaftr2019-10-07 03:55 pm
The Haunted Sound... (2 Closed & 2 OPEN)
Who: Ignis and Ardyn, Ignis and Jules, Ignis and OPEN!
What: The aftermath of almost becoming a dragon snack! Treasure, repairs, and napping in no particular order.
When: First couple of weeks in October
Where: Mostly Islet 1 (Cottage 2) and the Farming Islet
Warnings: Mention of injury and violence because of a certain dragon. Watch subjects for warnings should anything else come up.
A.) A priceless glory... (Closed to Ardyn)
[In a way, the severity of Ignis' wounds work to Ardyn's favor. If the advisor is sleeping off his pain, then he is not trying to fight Ahidalga again. It also means there is no one there to be a restraining factor.
RIP Ahidalga.
About the time the looting starts, Ignis is finally starting to regain a little of his strength. Just enough to be annoyed at the fact that both Ardyn and Leo are several steps ahead of him, because he's not going anywhere with a tigerlily's head resting on his chest. Leo might have twitched when the last of the little dragons got too near the cottage, but as none actually attacked it, he never moved from Ignis side and appears bound and determined to remain there until his partner in crime returns to make sure Ignis stays put and rests.
It's really not fair.
Ignis' first clue that Ardyn has returned is when Leo finally lifts his head slightly from his chest, ears turning toward the bedroom door. Ignis huffs softly, trying not to breath too deeply and then calls out to the redhead.]
Have you come to release me from my captivity?
B.) Memento mori... (Closed to Jules)
[If it had not been for Leo, Ignis might have missed the little gifts that start showing up at the cottage. A bit of food here, some supplies there, but the tigerlily seems to enjoy bringing him the little tokens everyday. At first, Ignis is puzzled. Who would be leaving things for him when so many of those he once knew are now gone? Finally, he realizes it can only be one person.
Well, at least that is confirmation that Jules is still around. As much as the man keeps to himself, Ignis had wondered.
Once he feels up to meeting with someone, he sends a very messily written note with Leo in hopes that Jules will come back with the tigerlily to speak with him. He's not really surprised when Leo returns alone, though.
He gives the tigerlily a scratch behind the ears with his right hand, careful not to jolt his injured left side.]
He didn't feel he could trust a note, hu? Maybe in a week or so, I can try to track him down myself. I need to thank him for all he has been leaving.
C.) All for nothing now... (Open!)
[This is a bad idea. Ignis really shouldn't be up and moving around already, but he also needs to now how bad the damage to the resources on the farming islet are. So many people worked so hard to get these resources--Gladio worked so hard to set up so much over there--that he wants to know what will be needed to get things up and running again. He won't be able to fix it all himself. Not with how hurt he is, but someone has to take the first steps. Perhaps another call for help across the crystals is in order? He'll have to see how much damage there is first.
It is going to take days to make note of all the losses, but during those days Ignis can be found leaning heavily on Leo and doing his best to catalog the state of the buildings, fields, and animals Not an easy task when one is blind, but he's determined to do it anyway.]
D.) I know... (Open!)
[Even with Leo and Ardyn trying to make sure Ignis doesn't push himself too hard, it's inevitable that he will over-extend himself. That is why he occasionally will be found outside the cottage, fast asleep with a tigerlily curled around him, both to keep him warm as the temperatures start to drop, but also to make sure no one threatens him while he rests. Whatever his current task is--be it preparing seedlings for replanting, trying to find the best way to cook dragon meat, or maybe working on simple repair tasks--it has been forgotten. Now is time for naps in the sun.
It's not a horrid way to spend the afternoon.]
What: The aftermath of almost becoming a dragon snack! Treasure, repairs, and napping in no particular order.
When: First couple of weeks in October
Where: Mostly Islet 1 (Cottage 2) and the Farming Islet
Warnings: Mention of injury and violence because of a certain dragon. Watch subjects for warnings should anything else come up.
A.) A priceless glory... (Closed to Ardyn)
[In a way, the severity of Ignis' wounds work to Ardyn's favor. If the advisor is sleeping off his pain, then he is not trying to fight Ahidalga again. It also means there is no one there to be a restraining factor.
RIP Ahidalga.
About the time the looting starts, Ignis is finally starting to regain a little of his strength. Just enough to be annoyed at the fact that both Ardyn and Leo are several steps ahead of him, because he's not going anywhere with a tigerlily's head resting on his chest. Leo might have twitched when the last of the little dragons got too near the cottage, but as none actually attacked it, he never moved from Ignis side and appears bound and determined to remain there until his partner in crime returns to make sure Ignis stays put and rests.
It's really not fair.
Ignis' first clue that Ardyn has returned is when Leo finally lifts his head slightly from his chest, ears turning toward the bedroom door. Ignis huffs softly, trying not to breath too deeply and then calls out to the redhead.]
Have you come to release me from my captivity?
B.) Memento mori... (Closed to Jules)
[If it had not been for Leo, Ignis might have missed the little gifts that start showing up at the cottage. A bit of food here, some supplies there, but the tigerlily seems to enjoy bringing him the little tokens everyday. At first, Ignis is puzzled. Who would be leaving things for him when so many of those he once knew are now gone? Finally, he realizes it can only be one person.
Well, at least that is confirmation that Jules is still around. As much as the man keeps to himself, Ignis had wondered.
Once he feels up to meeting with someone, he sends a very messily written note with Leo in hopes that Jules will come back with the tigerlily to speak with him. He's not really surprised when Leo returns alone, though.
He gives the tigerlily a scratch behind the ears with his right hand, careful not to jolt his injured left side.]
He didn't feel he could trust a note, hu? Maybe in a week or so, I can try to track him down myself. I need to thank him for all he has been leaving.
C.) All for nothing now... (Open!)
[This is a bad idea. Ignis really shouldn't be up and moving around already, but he also needs to now how bad the damage to the resources on the farming islet are. So many people worked so hard to get these resources--Gladio worked so hard to set up so much over there--that he wants to know what will be needed to get things up and running again. He won't be able to fix it all himself. Not with how hurt he is, but someone has to take the first steps. Perhaps another call for help across the crystals is in order? He'll have to see how much damage there is first.
It is going to take days to make note of all the losses, but during those days Ignis can be found leaning heavily on Leo and doing his best to catalog the state of the buildings, fields, and animals Not an easy task when one is blind, but he's determined to do it anyway.]
D.) I know... (Open!)
[Even with Leo and Ardyn trying to make sure Ignis doesn't push himself too hard, it's inevitable that he will over-extend himself. That is why he occasionally will be found outside the cottage, fast asleep with a tigerlily curled around him, both to keep him warm as the temperatures start to drop, but also to make sure no one threatens him while he rests. Whatever his current task is--be it preparing seedlings for replanting, trying to find the best way to cook dragon meat, or maybe working on simple repair tasks--it has been forgotten. Now is time for naps in the sun.
It's not a horrid way to spend the afternoon.]
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[He hates that he's hardly done anything and yet he is already tired again. Ardyn is the one who has right to be sleepy, not him, but here he is nonetheless.]
Perhaps a little sleep is in order? We can talk more once we wake again.
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[Whatever it was would have to wait, because Ardyn hugged him a bit more securely and was out like a light.]
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Of course. Sleep well, beloved.
[It doesn't take long for Ignis to fall asleep either. He may be curious about what Ardyn wants to ask him, but it can wait until they wake again.]
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[Good luck with that.]
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Nope, they need to get up.
With a sign, Ignis manages to wiggle just free enough he can lean forward and press a kiss to the top of Ardyn's ear before he whispers into it.]
Beloved. Time to get up. At least for a little while.
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[In true House Caelum fashion, he wasn't a fan of the idea. Ardyn grumbled incoherently under his breath, cracking an eye open.]
...must we.
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[Because that is probably about how long his energy will last, unfortunately.]
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[Ardyn yawned, stretching in a way very much like an inconvenienced housecat.]
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Will you at least hand me one of those blades you brought back so I can check it out?
[Here he pauses and then adds.]
I know you are still waking up, but did you still want to talk to me about something?
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...Did I? [He stretched again upon getting up, actually seeming a bit at a loss and trying to remember what he'd been talking about.]
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I'm not surprised you don't remember considering how tired you were.
[It's a gentle scolding at worst.]
I'm afraid I have no idea as to the topic if it doesn't spring back to mind as you wake up. Unless it had something to do with me getting hurt?
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[In truth it had only taken a few seconds for him to catch up with the matter and remember, but it was an easier thing to discuss when half-awake and not fully possessed of sense.]
...I do believe it was something or other concerning magic, or in this case the limits thereof.
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[Ignis flips the blade in his hand, testing the balance. It turns out to be surprisingly well balanced for all the decoration on it.]
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...There's yet another way you could have more than you do, but without His Majesty here your options are limited.
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You mean creating another connection with someone?
[He pauses then, as his mind finally pieces together where Ardyn may be going with this.]
Is that something you can do?
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...Reason causes me to harbor doubts, on the other hand. I've never tried such a thing, neither do I think it possible as I am now. My power, however similar, yet varies considerably from that of Noctis and his ancestors. Not to mention how flawed my capabilities are in this realm.
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We won't know for sure until we try, but neither of us are currently in any condi--
[Ignis' words cut off then as a muscle in his injured arm seizes. The shock of pain is enough that the dagger he was inspecting slips from his good hand and falls to the floor.]
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I'm here. Are you alright?
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I'm all right. Sorry to worry you.
[He frowns then, wrinkling his nose.]
Why do I smell cake?
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[The smart remark trailed off, Ardyn glancing down to where the knife had lanced in what had once been some spare gysahl greens.]
...You are never going to believe this one.
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[He cuts off his sentence with a sign when he hears Ardyn's statement.]
Do I really want to ask?
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[There was a brief pause as Ardyn examined the situation...yes, yes that was indeed a perfectly cake-shaped bunch of gysahl greens, with only the knife now in his hand to blame.]
And here I thought you might like an average knife. How careless of me not to realize it turns things into cake.
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[Before Ardyn has a chance to confirm that Ignis did, indeed hear that right, he breaks into laughter hard enough it has to hurt, but for the moment he doesn't care. He needs the laugh.]
All those grim decorations and it turns things into cake!
[It's not the strangest thing this place has brought them, but for the moment it is the most hilarious.]