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Who: Sophie and You!
Where: Cliffside overlooking the beach
When: Days 119-122
Open/Closed: Open - feel free to contact me if you'd like a specific, closed prompt.

[ A telepathic voice message from Sophie will be going out to anyone near the vicinity of the beach: ]

If anyone's close by the beach, come find me. There's something I want to show you.

[ And that's all she's going to say about it. It's a surprise!

On a high cliffside overlooking the small bit of ocean that the island has remaining, colorful patches of flowers cover the area. Although, there's noticeably an even bigger number of purple ones for some reason. The little flower meadow didn't exist before, at least not prior to Sophie's arrival.

Initially, she was slower than others to be able to use her magic. Now it comes easily to her, being able to have patches of flowers materialize with a simple touch on the ground. She used her magic to create a meadow as close to resembling the one back home, on Lhant Hill. However, it does have a few small differences, such as a few moonflowers from recent happenings on the island. There's no tree to make a friendship pact on and there's no Foselos in the sky. And likely, over time, there will be some new additions to the meadow.

Anyone who decides to wander into the area will find Sophie quietly sitting by the edge of the cliff, staring out towards the small ocean and into space. She's not actually zoning out, but looking thoughtful more than anything. ]

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[ Admittedly, he probably wouldn't have answered the call if he wasn't already at the beach anyway, but he figures he might as well. He hasn't checked up on the girl in some time, and who knows? Maybe she found something useful like a TV or a bed. Why those things would be washed up on a beach, he doesn't know, but he's delirious from the combination of excess outdoor living and not enough sleep.

So here he is, staring dismally at flowers and trying not to look terribly disappointed. They are nice flowers, the violet-purple ones even reminding him of the kind Gladio made him pick for Iris. The aroma is also inescapably soothing, unable to help inhaling it all in as he ventures a little closer. ]

Not what I was expecting... but it's not bad, I guess.

[ What else can he say about flowers without sounding completely embarrassing? His body crouches down to take a closer look, the tips of his fingers gently brushing across one of the soft petals. ]

Did you grow these out here?

[ Or is it part of her magic? Here he thought her abilities began and ended at punching. ]

So... it's good! Hooray! What were you expecting, Ray?

[ As dismal as he might look at these flowers right now, Sophie manages to respond cheerfully. If he says it's "not bad", then clearly the opposite means it's good and she did a good job. It's no bed, but it might be a nice place to take a nap in... she did sleep for a thousand years on Lhant Hill. Though, her body was awfully damaged back then. ]

I did with my magic. I couldn't before, but now I can!

[ She's definitely a lot more in high spirits, than during her first several days on the hub island. All because of the flowers. ]

I was expecting something washed up on shore. Like a boat out of here.

[ His fault for setting his expectations too high, but the aroma is nice, soothing. Noctis finds it easy to sink down on the patch, fingers lightly gliding over some of the petals. It's nothing he'd let himself do in front of the guys, but he figures the kid won't tell on him. ]

It's an okay trick. Makes everything look less...prison-y.

[ He's not sure how flowers will come in use in battle, but not everyone's a fighter. Some people just like making things for the sheer fun of it. ]

[ Sophie doesn't hide anything unless vocally told not to say something. Telling others about how some nice guy named Ray was petting flowers is free game to her. Highly unlikely she'll ever have a reason to mention it though. Maybe. ]

Less... prison-y?

[ She hadn't thought of comparing the island to a prison. Something more like a small, cramped room with cell bars is what comes to mind when she thinks of a prison. Though as nice as her magic is, she does wish she could leave as well, to be where her family actually is. ]

Oh. Hmm... I wish we could get a boat. Or a shuttle that can fly through the sky, all the way back home!

Open, bright, you'd think it was like any other place.

[ Well it is an island. It just happens to house a bunch of people that don't belong on it. If there was a nice vacation resort here and cable, he wouldn't mind it so much. ]

A boat can probably be built with enough wood. Anyone try?

[ Not that he's volunteering. He doesn't know the first thing about boat construction or engineering. Knowing him, he'd make something that would sink two feet from the shore line. But given all the people stuck here, someone should know how to build one. ]

[ She stares at him like he'd said something very strange. ]

You should explore a little more, Ray. Other places on the island are open and bright too.

[ Except for maybe if you're inside of one of the caves. The comparison to a prison flew right over her head. ]

I don't know if anyone tried...

[ She doesn't know anything about construction either. She's mostly good for punching down tough objects and gathering materials for the construction. There were others on the island before their arrival. At this point, someone should have thought of the idea to build a boat or shuttle... ]

But I saw a really big dragon? I think he would have flown off the island by now.

[ Come to think of it, Noctis technically is a big dragon now. Why hasn't he tried flying off? Forget about boats. Maybe he could explore it all on his own like that... ]

Guess you have a point. Might finally get around to that.

[ It's not like he has a whole lot of other things to do. It's why he's here now looking at flowers instead of being productive. Never mind that he had assumed there was something cooler he was summoned for. ]

Did the dragon say he couldn't fly out of here?

[ They don't know for sure it's not a possibility, and he'll try anything at this point. ]

I don't know. I didn't ask...

[ Somehow, it didn't cross her mind to ask that question when she first met up with the dragon. Too preoccupied chatting over flowers and their magic.

It's a good question though. She stands up, paying no mind to some of the grass sticking all over her legs now. She looks around thoughtfully, thinking on if she should track down Geir again or not. ]

Should I call the dragon back over and ask him?

Better not bug him... he seemed a little cranky.

[ Probably because Noctis was trying to shove off a whole lot of work onto him. But he'd rather not poke the hornet's nest with a stick by asking him questions that he could easily find out the answers to himself. All it takes is mastering his transformation, a feat he's yet to approach seriously, and now is probably not the best time to try. He doesn't want to ruin the girl's nice flower bed. ]

How about I get back to you on that one later? I should take a look around while I'm up...

[ Because who knows how long being awake will last when it comes to him? ]