IC CONTACT FOR HUGS

[iustaegis]

IC CONTACT

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[ Pyra ♢ Mythra ♢ Pneuma

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[carbungle]

[He holds her hand quietly for a few moments, lingering in relaxed silence with those words settling around him like a comforting blanket. One more secret unlocked, one more method of understanding her; if he can find the answer himself, she's able to tell him if it's true or not. If she wants it. That's a place that he can start, a path that he can follow. Maybe he can help her this way.

After the moment passes he gently tugs her hand and pulls her closer, and if she doesn't resist he releases her hand so he can wrap his arms around her instead, holding her against him, that same hand lifting to stroke through her hair. This feels real, too. Not just physically, but he can feel the warmth spreading through him, joy and relief and something softer, fluttering and familiar and yet unnamed. He finds himself smiling, his head resting against hers.]

...If I hug you in a dream, can you feel it in real life?

[iustaegis]

[ She smiles quietly into the embrace, her arms not hesitating to wrap around him in kind. It carries a gratefulness with it, a thank you for being here, for being him.

He'll feel her head shaking against his shoulder, a soft laugh carried in her voice. ]

No, no... But I do have your head resting in my lap, in reality.

You're very cute when you sleep, you know.

[ Teasing aside, however... she pulls away just enough to look at him. ] Thank you, Noct. For listening.

[carbungle]

[C-cute... one of these days he'll catch her sleeping, and then they'll see who's the cute one... nevertheless as they pull apart he's still smiling back at her, softly, and carrying its own sort of gratefulness.]

Thank you for sharing it.

[For sharing this- this place, this other side of her that he can only imagine few have been lucky enough to experience. For giving him an answer, letting him help her push through to it. Her willingness to try means a lot to him.]

[iustaegis]

[ She's smiling fondly at him when he gives his thanks in return, pulling away further so that she may take his hands in her again. Pyra looks down at their joined grasp, shoulders rising and falling. ]

...So.

[ Her fingers twitch in his. ]

Are you ready to meet Mythra?

[carbungle]

[Ready... he glances down at their joined hands, lips pursing. Ready for something he has no expectations for, besides a few vague hints and a gender? Here, sitting inside a crystal that feels like a whole other world, sleeping and dreaming things he doesn't know about and would never have known has she not invited him here? It's a bit late to back out now, even if he wasn't.

He does want to do this, though. Ever since she first gave herself away, he's wanted to know. So with a quiet exhale, he looks back at her and nods.]

Ready as I'll ever be.

[Bring it on.]

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[iustaegis]

[ If this were to take place outside of her crystal, she would need to step away from him. Breaking the seal to reveal Mythra would result in a burst of energy, but here, no precautions need to be taken.

However, Pyra does slip her hands out of his, giving him another smile as her crystal begins to shine.

In a brilliant wash of light, her form vanishes from sight, body and smile and all save for the crystal hovering at the height of where she had been seated. A silhouette of energy takes the shadow of her place as the tall grass around them ripples. The impulse of excess power sweeps through the realm, far harsher and brighter than the softness of Pyra's fire, purer in its form, but as harmless and intangible the sun's light upon the earth.

A figure forms, taking on a more defined shape: feminine, slender, and wearing white. Hair forms out of tendrils of light to crown her head, solidifying weightlessly about the figure's shoulders, collapsing with gravity as the last of the new being takes form. ]

[iustaegis]

[ Mythra now sits opposite of him. ]

....Hey.

[ She's smiling.

And he wouldn't know it, but it's the kindest smile she's ever worn in all of her years. It helps, not being awakened prematurely. It also helps that she wants to meet him, to be here. ]

[carbungle]

[Noctis squints at the light until it fades, finding it bright and familiar, near blinding but too beautiful to look away from, so rather than closing his eyes he shields them just enough that he can watch the change take place. The light reforms, and he holds his breath as it does, uncertain of what to expect but feeling anticipation alongside his lingering nerves. All this time, months of wondering and waiting as patiently as he could, and here she is, at last.

She's beautiful. He can see Pyra in her immediately, the curve of her face and the matching colour scheme, gold and blonde instead of red, but the features are different and distinct enough that he could tell them apart. The smile, too, is different, but kind, and one that makes it easy to smile back, albeit tentative and surprised.]

Hey. So you're Mythra?

[iustaegis]

That's right.

[ The smile remains, although he might be able to spot a veil of theatrical confidence there, as if she's trying to make an impression. The way she brings her hand up to brush a lock of golden hair over her shoulder is practically haughty. The strands fall weightlessly over her back.

Her eyes open to reveal gold instead of crimson, and she looks back at him. ]

Well? Is that all you have to say?

[carbungle]

[Is that all, she says. As if he couldn't ask her a million questions on the spot. Is she like Pyra, just as likely to answer a question with another, or deflect effortlessly? Her vibe is cool and confident already, the contrast only serving to intrigue him more.]

You've got me at kind of a disadvantage, y'know. You must know all about me, but I don't know anything about you.

[iustaegis]

[ Mythra smiles at him. ]

I'm offended. Aren't I your girlfriend too? You should know my favorite color by now.

[ He doesn't even know Pyra's favorite color... Not that Pyra knows his either. Which, she knows that neither do. Hence, the offense is completely in jest. ]

[carbungle]

[He blinks, eyes wide for a moment before it clicks that she's teasing. So she likes that too, huh...]

Are you? I thought this was a first meeting, but is it actually a date?

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[iustaegis]

[ (He...! Said it! A date! Keep it cool, Mythra. First impressions matter.) ]

[iustaegis]

[ Airily: ] We're getting to know each other, aren't we?

[carbungle]

[Hah, fair. A smirk crosses his lips.]

Okay then... what's your favourite colour?

[iustaegis]

Blue.

[ Which wasn't a thing until they had fallen for... well, Somnus first. But Noctis as well. ]

Yours?

[carbungle]

Oh, um.

[He lifts a hand to idly scratch at his cheek. He hadn't expected the same answer.]

It... used to be blue? Not totally sure anymore. Feels kinda cliche.

[The colour of his magic hasn't exactly brought him nothing but joy like it used to, so things are complicated.]

Okay- favourite dessert? I remember you like cake.

[iustaegis]

[ Her brow raises. ]

--You want me to choose just one?

[carbungle]

[He snorts indelicately.]

If you feel that strongly about it, make a list.

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[iustaegis]

[ She appears to think....

To really think.

To concentrate, her nose scrunching, eyes closed, and...! ]

[iustaegis]

Got it.

[ Her head snaps back up to look at him. ] You ready? You better not forget this list.

[carbungle]

I'll do my best but promise nothing.

[If the list really is as long as she's implying, he's totally gonna forget most of it.]

[iustaegis]

[ Oh yes, it's going to be a very long list. ]

One: All

Two: Cake.

[carbungle]

[He can't help it; he laughs, shaking his head. That, too, is a familiar sort of answer.]

A very long list... when I was a kid, that's what I said when someone asked me what kind of fish I like.

[iustaegis]

[ As if Mythra has tried all cake, ever--

She makes a face. ]

Mm... But as a kid, did you even know what a monkfish was yet?