[Hi, it's me, back again] Noctis awakens, not in bed in Altissia, where he last closed his eyes, but in another strange bed.
"The hell?" He mutters, still half-asleep.
After taking a few minutes to wake up and make sure he's not dreaming, he examines the apartment he now finds himself in, and upon finding no trace of the others, decides to go looking.
"Prompto? Iggy? Gladio?" Noctis calls as he traverses the halls, "Very funny joke guys, you can come out now."
[I'm drunk with my friends] Still coming up empty handed in the search for his friends, Noctis makes his way outside, following the music to the pub. At least there's people here. And food! His stomach gurgles its demands so he sighs and starts dishing up a plate.
It's as he's reaching for the punch ladle that he grabs someone's hand instead.
"Oh, sorry. Were you getting some punch?" He mutters, retracting his hand. "Go ahead."
[Sing to me sweetly, call to me now] i. The next morning, Noctis awakens with a song stuck in his head. Try as he might, he manages to ignore the impulse to sing along until about halfway through the day before he finds himself humming and then singing along in a quiet tenor. Catching himself every once in awhile and inserting a 'damn song, stuck in my head...'
ii Taking up the search once more, he's wandering the hallways, spotting a monster as it turns the corner.
"A daemon!"
He calls one of the Royal Arms to hand and prepares to attack.
Noctis Lucis Caelum | Final Fantasy XV
Noctis awakens, not in bed in Altissia, where he last closed his eyes, but in another strange bed.
"The hell?" He mutters, still half-asleep.
After taking a few minutes to wake up and make sure he's not dreaming, he examines the apartment he now finds himself in, and upon finding no trace of the others, decides to go looking.
"Prompto? Iggy? Gladio?" Noctis calls as he traverses the halls, "Very funny joke guys, you can come out now."
[I'm drunk with my friends]
Still coming up empty handed in the search for his friends, Noctis makes his way outside, following the music to the pub. At least there's people here. And food! His stomach gurgles its demands so he sighs and starts dishing up a plate.
It's as he's reaching for the punch ladle that he grabs someone's hand instead.
"Oh, sorry. Were you getting some punch?" He mutters, retracting his hand. "Go ahead."
[Sing to me sweetly, call to me now]
i. The next morning, Noctis awakens with a song stuck in his head. Try as he might, he manages to ignore the impulse to sing along until about halfway through the day before he finds himself humming and then singing along in a quiet tenor. Catching himself every once in awhile and inserting a 'damn song, stuck in my head...'
ii Taking up the search once more, he's wandering the hallways, spotting a monster as it turns the corner.
"A daemon!"
He calls one of the Royal Arms to hand and prepares to attack.