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[WORLD TWO | SUNSU FESTIVAL]

Who: All coven members, and more!
Where: Anmung Tower and about a mile radius from the base of the tower!
When: Day 174
Open/Closed: Open to All

For those coven members who come from worlds with Christmas, Hanukkah, Yule, etc., they'll likely recognize Sunsu as a version of similar holidays. While there aren't any religious over or under tones, there's snow falling, a high level of merriment and cheer all around.

That isn't to say Sunsu isn't without a bit of meaning and lore. Certain stalls are focused on a minor history of Sunsu, a holiday stemming from the story of two lovers, Princess Xin and one of her ladies in waiting, who proved to the Princess' father that their love was worthy of marriage by blessing each other with a fabulous gift. Depending on your taste and place in life, Sunsu can be more romantic or more family-based. Sunsu is marketed as a holiday that focuses on blessing and giving to those that you cherish in life, and receiving a blessing or gift symbolizes uniting people together forever.

Because of this meaning, there is a certain romanticized overtone to Sunsu, though of course others celebrate in their own way. It's a holiday of togetherness, and everyone in Shehui seems to be in on the holiday spirit. There aren't as many monitors around, the streets around Anmung tower are packed with families, newcomers and couples alike. Are you ready to get into the spirit of the season?

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As the day goes on, more and more festival decorations are going up -- which this may also be a job you've been roped into! With the sun falling steadily in the sky, the true beauty of Shehui can be seen as night creeps in. As per the request of the lottery winner, almost every structure in Shehui around the Anmung tower, including the famed structure, is illuminated with brilliant, twinkling lights in gold and red colors. Some areas are lit by different colors, like the nearby Huhu Coffee House that's building is wrapped in green lights, while Xi Park is filled with a soft pink variety on trees and fountains.

Streamers and banners are hung everywhere, with some offering simple seasons greetings, while others are making passers by aware of sales and wares to be sold.

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At midnight, the Sunsu event is supposed to culminate in a fireworks show -- and it does! To commemorate the day being over, fireworks of many different colors are being displayed all across Shehui, further illuminating the evening. It's almost as if it's truly daylight again, between the fireworks and Anmung tower.

What is going on?

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[ As he has been all this time, Prompto has been busy working. At least this, being able to lighten the mood and talk to people, lift their spirits and send them on their way with something weird and delightful- is completely up his alley. So don't be too surprised if this bright ray of sunshine suddenly holds up an adorable, strange or just plain amusing item that he's going to talk up to you. You might even enjoy the funny displays he does with them. ]

What'll it be, stranger? Ready to take a chance? Something this unique doesn't come by very often!

[ Either calling to your character, or after showing off something totally unique and amazing. Pick your poison! ]

D & E.

[ This is where the time comes to shine. While he might spend most of his time here with Noctis after finishing work, he's also going to split off to check things out on his own, and also try to look for people that might match the descriptions he's put together of who might have possibly given him presents. So, catch him taking pictures and testing out his new lenses, drinking, looking confused or sputtering from it, or perhaps coming upon an attraction that he probably should have a partner with.

... So, how awkward is this going to get? Or fun? Let's make magic happen, shall we? ]

Now this is what I'm talking about! Let me get a shot of this too! Oh, is it okay?

[ Did I mention you might be in one of his pictures, too? Say cheese! At least he'll sheepishly ask permission if he does! ]

[ Closed to Noctis ]

[ Things have felt so much easier ending up in a place like this. He doesn't think he's worked as hard outside of this place- being completely out of his element in being responsible for camping, but having some amenities has certainly made it more tolerable. Plus, a city! With actual showers! That's something!

Even if this place is no Insomnia, or Lucis for that matter. He misses home, the Holiday celebrations they'd all spend together. But here isn't so bad- and possibly why he ended up having so many credits. He's been working hard to avoid the feeling of desolation he gets when he thinks of being far from home, of being unable to protect Noctis, of not knowing how Gladio and Ignis are.

But at least, this is nice- and he's spending it with his best buddy, the picnic basket practically emptied out by the time they get to relax and sit down. The parks are nicely decorated, and he finishes off with a can of strawberry soda as he lies back on the blanket under an assortment of decorations on a tree, waiting for the fireworks to begin. ]

Sure doesn't beat home, but it's a start, huh? Had a good day, buddy?

[ Because he very well needs to know, and can't have his best friend suffering now. ]

Wildcard.

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Edited 2017-12-25 04:14 (UTC)

[ Noctis might have had one too many of those pink drinks at the stalls earlier, thinking it was some kind of fruit juice. Okay, he figured out after a few sips that it was alcoholic, but screw it, Ignis isn't here to nag him not to drink. No one is, in fact, a sore point he's trying hard to forget because it's hard to get into the holiday spirit when he realizes he'll never spend another with his dad. He isn't even sure when he'll see Ignis, Gladio, or even Luna again. Everyone from back home seems so distant at the moment, too far out of his reach, and he knows Prompto is doing his best to keep things light and cheery for the both of them.

It's just hard not to let his mind wander as he looks up at the night sky, waiting for the fireworks to start. His eyes are hazy and wet, and he feels his head spinning around as the alcohol starts to kick in full force, but he's doing his best not to really move around a lot, just soak in the elation as he watches the starts twinkle so bright, thinks of better memories.

Earlier. Trying to out-eat each other at one of the food stands. Making faces at the picture booth. Snow ball fights in the park nearby. It's something he wishes the others could share in, but at the same time, he hasn't gotten much quality time with his best friend since they left Insomnia, not since that talk on the hotel roof top. It's kind of nice getting to spend time together like they used to when they were teens. ]

Yeah, better than I thought.

[ The words are managed without any slur even while Noctis' vision fuzzes at the edges, and his head feels ever so heavy as it lolls to one side. ]

Yours?

Edited 2017-12-25 05:34 (UTC)

[ While he'd nag if he could, he's usually the one suggesting things to get into trouble with. Trouble, of course, being relative. New experiences are what are necessary to keep things spicy, of course. Admittedly, as much as he misses the big monster and Iggy, he's also kind of happy about being here in an odd way. How would they have been able to do any of this once Noctis got married, anyway?

The thought had kept him a bit more sober through this entire experience, weird as it is. But possibly also a bit more reserved with the others- if they're from different worlds, to get closer would only be setting himself up for hurt.

Noctis would get busy, anyway, and oh these thoughts need to stop, especially with how much he's been drinking and Prompto's ending up laughing at him now. ]

Dude? I think you've had way too much of a good day. And it was okay, I guess. Sold a lot of stuff. You know, actually working hard unlike some people.

[ He elbows him in the side, amusement on his face as he sips on a berry juice pack. Juice packs, just like high school! ]

You've made a bunch of friends too, huh? Any luck with those girls you're hanging with?

[ Hey, if he's going to get hitched, he totally won't blame him for a little dalliance. His word is as good as his bond, after all. And he won't tell. Maybe. ]

Hey, I work too.

[ How else was he able to afford all those gifts he got him? The stipend they gave him barely lasted him a week before he was broke and close to being out on the street. They really depended on Ignis for way too much, but he's learning fast -getting more responsible each day and self-reliant. He never thought he'd have to rough it out to this extent since Gladio had always been their resident survival expert and kind of like a muscular cockroach when it came to enduring the worst.

The elbow jostles him enough to make him feel as though his entire vision has tilted. He has to blink through the overwhelming fuzz to keep his focus before shaking his head, which is a bad idea because his whole world tilts even further, sending him careening into Prompto's side as he grips the front of his forehead. ]

Not interested. Might put in a good word for you if you stop making me model for you.

[ They're more of Prompto's type anyway -well, any girl is Prompto's type, which makes him wonder how he's going to react when he meets Luna at last. If they meet her... the fact that they might never go home at all is a bitter spill to swallow, and he knows she would have loved meeting Prompto and all his friends after all he'd written to her about them. ]

She'd think you were cute.

[ Words unwittingly muttered out loud as his mind swims and drowns, chasing all the possibilities. A wedding that's always out of reach, any semblance of a happy ending to all of this. Damn, his mind won't stop going down this road now. ]

Uh-huh.

[ For himself, perhaps. Prompto's had to work for the both of them, though to be fair, he's used to doing what he can for himself. Besides, if he doesn't look after Noctis right now, who will? It's not like they have Ignis and Gladio or anyone ... the thought makes him a little more somber, since it makes him realize that he's only doing so much. If they were around, would he become useless again?

The thoughts come to a halt when Noctis suggests that he'd actually /want/ him to stop modeling for him, and he shakes his head quickly. ]

What. No way. You're the best-selling model I have! Come on, you can't cut a guy out of his heart-earned bread here, man.

[ His next words, however, make him blink as he notices Noctis' expression, and his words- the very pointed "she" that he mentions, makes him very well aware he isn't talking about his roommates but-

Lady Lunafreya.

And he can't help but feel his heart hurt for his friend- though Prompto doesn't know much about their conversations, them keeping a romantic little diary in this day and age is something- cute at least, right? So of course she's special, and she was the reason he got bold enough to even approach Noct in the first place. He owes her so much and wants to meet her so badly-

So he can't help but feel flattered she'd think he was cute. Noct would know better, anyway, and a small sheepish smile appears on his lips as he moves in and pushes their shoulders together. ]

What, you don't think I'm cute, too?

[ Might as well try and joke with him rather than put him through the reminder that he isn't on his way to meet his bride-to-be. ]

[ More blinking to clear the curtain of haze still blocking his vision. Maybe he should drink some water to sober up, but he likes the heat spread along the surface of his skin, the cushion of it wrapped around his bones like a comforting blanket that is easy to burrow into. He never wants to move away from it, but Prompto had asked him something.

...think I'm cute? ]

I guess.

[ He says that without a beat as if it should be obvious but not in the way he thinks chocobos are cute or even Umbra. Maybe in the way he just likes how he himself feels around Prompto. A second blanket draped over his shoulders, an air of ease to all their exchanges, the only one not to drill into him his burdens, his responsibilities. How nice it feels just to be able to talk about anything and everything with someone without fear of judgment.

Prompto just gets him, and that feels nice, but he's not sure that line of thought had anything to do with the question. Maybe it was about his looks? In which case, Noctis tries to amend himself, quickly shakes his head, embarrassment curdling fast on the flesh of his cheeks as he swallows down too much air at once. ]

No, wait, can I get a do-over?

[ Too late. Maybe he should have cracked a joke. That was far too honest, and he elbows Prompto, jostles him and tries to make light of the situation because it's easier to retreat. No need to poke a wasp nest in his mind.

He holds his head once more, expression tied into a grimace as his body feels like it has no weight to it anymore, nothing to anchor it on the ground beneath. ]

Ugh, ask me again later.

[ Wait. Did he say- he sits up, blinking at Noctis for actually agreeing that he thinks him cute, not entirely sure how to feel about it. The heck, Noctis? He was joking there, but when he stutters and asks for a do-over, he wonders if Noctis actually does think he's cute and -

Well, that took a turn he wasn't expecting at all, and he lets out a sheepish laugh, wondering if it was all that drinking that got to him.

Aren't people more honest when drinking, though? He wonders, feeling his heart jump a bit, though when he's nudged, he looks over at Noctis who looks more like his head is going to fall off and reaches over to hold the back of his neck to steady him. ]

I don't think you're in much of a position to keep your head on, forget answering questions. How many fingers am I holding up, buddy?

[ He isn't holding up any, but he does tug Noctis so that he can lean his head against his shoulder. ]

Honestly, who knew you were going to be the lightweight here? Woah-

[ He pauses, looking up at some of the dangling decorations. One of them being a mistletoe- or something like it. ]

Noct, check it out. Mistletoe. Sure brings back memories. Like that party at high school where you went and just stood under one without thinking? Man, that was hilarious when all those girls crowded around to kiss you...

[ He'd been too busy taking pictures and laughing to be upset. ]

[ His fingers immediately clamp down on Prompto's hand as he offers his friend an annoyed look. ]

Cut it out. You've pulled that trick before.

[ Mostly on Gladio who got bonked in the head so hard, he had failed that test with flying colors. It had been more hilarious then, but Noctis isn't so drunk that he's hallucinating or having vision problems. Just a horrible time concentrating on anything. Now, if someone would have asked him how many mistletoes are hanging on top, he may have answered two or three, wondering how that even got anywhere near their viewing spot outside.

Someone must have planted it there at some point, but he's not sure where to go from here. If he brought it up so they could fulfill tradition or what. The memory Prompto brings up only makes his own embarrassment feel all the more crippling as he rewinds through all the girls eagerly trying to squeeze in under him, lips presented and Noctis only aware that they just wanted a story to tell later -that time the prince kissed them in front of all their peers. None of them would have bothered had he been anyone else.

It's a sobering though that makes him press heavily into Prompto's side, squeezing his eyes shut just to try and steady himself once more. ]

Not like you'd have handled it any better.

[ Easier to deflect, easier to escape the present circumstance of Prompto feeling so warm and inviting next to him, the heat fusing tightly into his own body, making it hard to think rationally at all. It's not the first time he's wondered how things would have gone had he been someone normal. Would Prompto still have approached him the first day of school? Would he have followed him out of Insomnia, risked his life for him, done his best to smile all the times Noctis couldn't?

The bleak direction of his thoughts makes him want to crawl deeper inside of himself, but he staves it off with another distraction. ]

Just don't tell Ignis, he'd never shut up about it.

Sure I'd have!! Bet I'd have even gotten a kiss out of them. But you know- they wanted prince sugarlips.

[ He chuckles dryly at that, recalling how embarrassed Noctis had been and finally coming to his rescue by claiming that he was his date, so he was only going to be smooching him. Which had gotten him whacked quite a bit, but at least it had helped Noctis escape- leaving him to bear the brunt of his disappointed fangirls.

Neither of them had gotten those kisses, really, though he did feel bad for him a bit- not that he could feel all TOO sorry, with all the cute girls that did crowd around! But he could tell they hadn't really wanted to - kiss Noct. They'd wanted to kiss the Prince of Lucis and feel special. It was...

Unfair. Noct was a guy like any other guy- and a great guy at that. Sure he makes a mess, and can never look after himself unless nagged at but- he tries. He tries a hell of a lot, and he deserves someone who just likes him for himself. He dismisses mentioning that for now before managing a grin and dropping his head over Noct's fluffy hair, trying to keep him steady. ]

You kidding? Iggy would have my hide if I did.

[ He's kept enough secrets for Noct- but then again, he thinks Ignis has a secret wild side too, if the mentions of him getting into trouble for Noct are anything to go by.

He wonders when Noctis got such soft hair, too. As they relax, he glances up at the plant, before looking down at Noctis too. He finds himself thinking that if he squints a bit, Noct ends up looking.. well. Pretty. Long lashes, dark hair...

Really pouty lips.

Dang. No wonder he makes such a great looking model for him, though the alcohol is probably making him think of it more. ]

... Did you ever get one though? A kiss? There must have been some girl you must have sneaked off with. There wasn't even any talk about you getting married back then, so it would totally be okay.

[ Unless Noctis had been betrothed to Lady Lunafreya for longer... he doesn't know a lot about that, but Noctis never did like speaking about her much. ]

[ Anyone would assume it'd be easy just to find someone interested, and there were plenty of offers. But Noctis always rejected them because he knew they were empty and meaningless, just an opening for questions like how many cars his family owns or if he has a jet tub in his place. It made him feel isolated growing up, knowing all the 'normalcy' of school was only there to drown out the fact that his dad had one foot in the grave for most his life, and Noctis would have to eventually endure the same fate.

What he wouldn't give just to be a normal kid in school right now, meet girls, date around like any other, blend in, have no eyes perpetually following him everywhere. Being around Prompto is both a reminder of what he has and cannot have, always lingering out of reach, beckoning him the way his mouth does now, and were he in better control of his senses, reason would come smashing through his thoughts to bury away his most irrational of impulses.

But reason is completely absent now, no inner voice yelling at him not to do what the first thing that comes across in his head tells him to do. Not to surrender, not to jump into the water when he knows he's going to drown. Because Prompto looks different in this light, the hue of the fireworks touching on his nose and cheeks just right, highlighting his sharper features -almost creating an image of something ethereal and alluring, which are two adjectives he never thought he'd associate with Prompto.

Yet here he is, clumsily gaping at him, watching the way Prompto's mouth keeps moving as he babbles, though the words might as well be nonsense for all he understands of them, focus completely tanked when he raises his face, and this is so dumb, so wrong, so careless, sososo fucking stupid.

And yet- ]

Shut up for a sec, Prompto.

[ Delivered with a hint of a slur before Noctis closes the distance, dry mouth pushed tight to his friend's, slotted crookedly, but the heat is nice, pleasant, gets his skin tingling from the contact. There's not enough time left after to really process what he's doing, and it all feels so unceremonious when he pulls away, as though he might as well have just given him a high five, but his heart is pumping erratically, a frantic beat that echoes in the sudden change of his own breath. His eyes blow out from beneath his lashes, larger than they were seconds ago, still unfocused in how they move over Prompto's face, down his chin, his neck until he has to tear his gaze away fast. ]

...That was a bad idea.

[ More to himself than Prompto as though he's now being hit with the full force of what he just did and how stupid it is to flush a five year friendship down the drain because his brain didn't tell him to stop in time. ]

Can we... just...

[ Not mention this ever again? He doesn't even know why he did it. ]

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sorry for the lateness, I hadn't had a single day off this last month ;_;

it's all good! and what a lovely image q_q

hehe I couldn't resist!

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d/e if it's too late ignore!!!

it's never too late I just had no days off to reply sooner with ;A;

i'll wait forever for you <333333 & prompto

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