Technically thats not far off from what i was actually heying you for Theres a spot i wanted to run point at and see if its good for camping but i promised ignis id help clean up today
Just chores and crap. he guilt tripped me into it It shouldnt take that long but i figured youd do me a solid and check it out instead if i said hey just right
Its not that far past it. NE past the pond, then theres what looks like a dog-run that leads into a copse. no runes or anything like home but if we got it cleared out... might be nice
Hey, no shame in that. All he has to do these days is give me that look and I'm ready to drop whatever I'm doing.
[ A weakness? Totally a weakness. ]
I've been thinking about that, actually. The runes. Been staying up to watch the trees and stuff past the walls every now and then and I've never once heard the sound of the ground opening up to spit giants out, and I've never seen the glow from any Bombs floating around. I As crazy as it sounds? I think it's safe out there after dark. Or as safe as it can be considering the wildlife, but still.
It'd be easy enough to set up some sort of alarm perimeter if it checks out... Where'd you hear about it?
I spoke to someone who had a lot of the same animals from Eos - chocobos, coeurl, behemoths, cactuar... Didn't have a name I've heard of from any Lucian or Nif, though. Still, it's kind of a relief knowing that we're not the only ones who've had to deal with things like that.
[ No crystal is very good all things considered. The armiger still works and they don't have to worry about any sentient rock swallowing his king up. Or the gods sticking their noses where it doesn't belong. ]
Tried and true. We still know that guy who made those lures so I bet he could probably make something that'd work the same way as a bunch of cans.
So that's why you came back with leaves stuck to your shirt. I'll check it out.
Fine, tell me about it later. Be good for Iggy, alright?
[ But as promised he sets out ten, fifteen minutes later, and it's another twenty by the time he gets to the pond that held that behemoth of a fish. Untangling his medallion from his waist, he pulls it over his head, flips it over, and speaks his name- ]
Alright, Princess. Now what? You said it was northeast, right?
Yeah. Go around the edge and there's almost a path down the little hill. Like an animal trail, but I don't remember seeing any tracks. So you probably won't get mauled.
[ probably. there shouldn't be any tracks, at least not anymore; he cleared whatever was making them out already.
as it'll turn out, he also already determined that this would be a pretty good place to camp. he's not the expert here, but he'd like to think he knows his way around a good spot versus a crappy one, and this one's pretty alright. somewhere in-between a thicket and a clearing, it's a decent-sized space to set up some camping gear without being harassed by all manner of wildlife.
it's oddly perfectly staged for having been set up this whole time, though. and yet Noctis sounds as bland as ever, like he has no idea what's going to be there when Gladio arrives. ]
"Probably," he says. I'll remember that if a Behemoth decides to stick his head through the trees to snap me up.
[ As if one could sneak. No matter how stealthy they tried to be, there was no mistaking the tension in the air when one was around and... they weren't exactly the most quiet of animals. Too much chuffing, snorting and growling, not to mention the way the ground shook when they decided to stomp around.
At best he spots a few scrapes on the trunks of trees, some from antlers and on a rather hefty looking ceiba, some aged claw marks from some sort of predator. Ever the outdoorsman, Gladio can't resist the temptation to run his fingers along it as he maneuvers down the path and around the tree itself. ]
Makes you wonder what lives out he...
[ He rounds the tree and the curve in the trail, words dying on his tongue as the site comes into view. This was... What? Huh? Hello?
It takes a long minute for it to fully process. He's only half aware of Noct's voice in the medallion and in his own ears - 'You find it?' - casual interest in his tone, but nothing else that betrays him just yet. There's no response right away, just a quiet little half-huff of laughter that comes out in a haaa. ]
I... Y-Yeah, I... I think so. Think someone beat you to it, though.
[ this is the single best surprise "party" he's ever executed. not quite a party because, while he'll definitely be calling ignis and prompto over sooner rather than later, he kind of... wanted to do it just by himself at first. noctis is a brat, and he treats his friends like crap more often than not, but he knows where to draw the line with them when it comes to their ribbing. things boiled over and got ugly after altissia, and he still hasn't known quite what to say or do. the fishing helped, and the time they've spent together... good. but he just needed something a little bit more, you know? to get the point across.
ask him what the point is and he's not sure he could say exactly, but... the point. that he's sorry, or that he cares, or something. also just happy birthday? it's not like he thought they'd ever get to celebrate one of those normally again. and. okay, this isn't normal at all, but—
whatever. it's the best surprise he's ever executed. didn't even suspect a thing, did he? and he probably won't be expecting it when noctis ducks under the tent flap and emerges from it a moment later either. simply the coolest entrance he's ever. executed. ]
Really? That sucks. I worked hard on all this while I was supposed to be cleaning.
[ it's the same tired-casual tone as ever, but at least this time he's actually smiling a little. ]
[ It's the sound of the tent rustling that makes him whirl around on his heel, an apology ready to fly as he starts to backpedal- ]
Ah, sorβ
[ But it dies on his lips as the owner steps out, and... It's Noct. It's fucking Noct, and for a solid thirty seconds all Gladio can do is stare like someone had thrown their drink in his face. Which has maybe only happened once, and that was because he had the gall to turn someone down but still, it's almost a mirror image of That Time. The bag on his shoulder slooooooowly starts to slip, and when it hits the ground with a thwump he doesn't even bother bending over to pick it up. ]
...Noct?
[ Almost as if he doesn't believe what and who he's seeing, let alone hearingβ ]
[ that's a pretty magnificent reaction. it could've been even more comically shocked, in fact, he'd sort of been expecting that. there's just something so... oddly, unexpectedly tentative about Gladio's expression that Noctis hadn't been ready for, and that's not a bad thing at all, just... ah, man... don't make it all emotional-y an stuff! he's not ready.
for the time being, he tries to keep the little self-satisfied smirk on his face, along with the unaffected tone. it's easy to do, since that's how he always sounds, but it's like blood in the water, that one little tentative note in his voice, too. which says so little about the very large amount of tentativeness he actually feels on the inside, his uncertainty that he's even allowed to offer such a rapport with him after... you know. after everything. the more the plan unfolds, the more larger that olive branch seems to be, and he's nothing if not a ball of self-doubt, but—stay the course. too late to go back. and Gladio doesn't look mad, so... ]
Yeah, this. Put the tent up all by myself and everything.
[ it's kind of a shit tier tent, but it is standing, it isn't lopsided, and the material is thick enough to keep the moisture out, so it does the job. Noctis glances to his handiwork, then down to the happy little flickering campfire he made (without exploding it with magic), and then just kind of everywhere before his gaze eventually ventures back to Gladio's face. ]
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Date: 2022-04-03 03:47 am (UTC)[ thats it thats the text ]
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Date: 2022-04-04 10:48 pm (UTC)Damn, i didnt even need to make the joke. you made it yourself
Nothing sus about me saying hey but if youre really gonna be like that ...
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Date: 2022-04-04 11:26 pm (UTC)Oi, I just remember the last time you dropped a "hey" into my lap like that you were trying to get me to help you play hooky from your meetings.
[ And it worked. ]
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Date: 2022-04-05 10:12 pm (UTC)Theres a spot i wanted to run point at and see if its good for camping but i promised ignis id help clean up today
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Date: 2022-04-05 10:24 pm (UTC)[ W e l l. ]
When you say clean up...?
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Date: 2022-04-05 10:41 pm (UTC)It shouldnt take that long but i figured youd do me a solid and check it out instead if i said hey just right
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Date: 2022-04-05 10:47 pm (UTC)How far out am I going? Close to that fishing spot, or farther out?
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Date: 2022-04-05 11:06 pm (UTC)Its not that far past it. NE past the pond, then theres what looks like a dog-run that leads into a copse. no runes or anything like home but if we got it cleared out... might be nice
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Date: 2022-04-05 11:20 pm (UTC)[ A weakness? Totally a weakness. ]
I've been thinking about that, actually. The runes. Been staying up to watch the trees and stuff past the walls every now and then and I've never once heard the sound of the ground opening up to spit giants out, and I've never seen the glow from any Bombs floating around. I
As crazy as it sounds? I think it's safe out there after dark. Or as safe as it can be considering the wildlife, but still.
It'd be easy enough to set up some sort of alarm perimeter if it checks out... Where'd you hear about it?
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Date: 2022-04-05 11:55 pm (UTC)No daemons... no starscourge. and no crystal
[ no crystal, like that's a positive. honestly? it kind of is. ]
Tin cans on a wire? old school
I found it myself while i was out. didnt stay long just in case
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Date: 2022-04-06 12:12 am (UTC)[ No crystal is very good all things considered. The armiger still works and they don't have to worry about any sentient rock swallowing his king up. Or the gods sticking their noses where it doesn't belong. ]
Tried and true. We still know that guy who made those lures so I bet he could probably make something that'd work the same way as a bunch of cans.
So that's why you came back with leaves stuck to your shirt. I'll check it out.
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Date: 2022-04-06 12:20 am (UTC)[ hiso hiso ]
You should go now while its still early
Maybe if i can get these stupid chores done ill catch up
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Date: 2022-04-06 12:29 am (UTC)[ Big boned intensifies ]
I'll head out in fifteen. Gotta pack a few things just in case.
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Date: 2022-04-06 12:54 am (UTC)Cool. call me when you're almost there
[ when he's almost there. just, oh... you know... for no reason at all! none! ]
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Date: 2022-04-06 01:11 am (UTC)I'll call when I get to the pond. Good?
[ hE'S NOT GONNA TRIP AND DIE, gosh!!!! unless???? ]
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Date: 2022-04-06 01:15 am (UTC)[ he really draws the whole emoji ]
Good enough
[ (pusspuss voice) NO!!!!!!!! ]
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Date: 2022-04-06 01:33 am (UTC)[ But as promised he sets out ten, fifteen minutes later, and it's another twenty by the time he gets to the pond that held that behemoth of a fish. Untangling his medallion from his waist, he pulls it over his head, flips it over, and speaks his name- ]
Alright, Princess. Now what? You said it was northeast, right?
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Date: 2022-04-06 02:02 am (UTC)[ probably. there shouldn't be any tracks, at least not anymore; he cleared whatever was making them out already.
as it'll turn out, he also already determined that this would be a pretty good place to camp. he's not the expert here, but he'd like to think he knows his way around a good spot versus a crappy one, and this one's pretty alright. somewhere in-between a thicket and a clearing, it's a decent-sized space to set up some camping gear without being harassed by all manner of wildlife.
and as it will also turn out, he's already done that, too. it may not be the coleman stuff, but it's... it's stuff? there's a sort of slipshod tent pitched, made up of wooden stakes and big, heavy burlap. several wooden chairs as well, and they even kinda-sorta fold. no cooler, but there's a crate that probably has something in it that'll have to serve just as well, and the pièce de résistance: a chipper little campfire, already burning, with one of those portable cooktops placed overtop of it and a nearby tin to boil water in.
y'know. for the noods.
it's oddly perfectly staged for having been set up this whole time, though. and yet Noctis sounds as bland as ever, like he has no idea what's going to be there when Gladio arrives. ]
You find it?
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Date: 2022-04-08 11:14 am (UTC)[ As if one could sneak. No matter how stealthy they tried to be, there was no mistaking the tension in the air when one was around and... they weren't exactly the most quiet of animals. Too much chuffing, snorting and growling, not to mention the way the ground shook when they decided to stomp around.
At best he spots a few scrapes on the trunks of trees, some from antlers and on a rather hefty looking ceiba, some aged claw marks from some sort of predator. Ever the outdoorsman, Gladio can't resist the temptation to run his fingers along it as he maneuvers down the path and around the tree itself. ]
Makes you wonder what lives out he...
[ He rounds the tree and the curve in the trail, words dying on his tongue as the site comes into view. This was... What? Huh? Hello?
It takes a long minute for it to fully process. He's only half aware of Noct's voice in the medallion and in his own ears - 'You find it?' - casual interest in his tone, but nothing else that betrays him just yet. There's no response right away, just a quiet little half-huff of laughter that comes out in a haaa. ]
I... Y-Yeah, I... I think so. Think someone beat you to it, though.
[ Or did they? ]
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Date: 2022-04-09 02:37 am (UTC)ask him what the point is and he's not sure he could say exactly, but... the point. that he's sorry, or that he cares, or something. also just happy birthday? it's not like he thought they'd ever get to celebrate one of those normally again. and. okay, this isn't normal at all, but—
whatever. it's the best surprise he's ever executed. didn't even suspect a thing, did he? and he probably won't be expecting it when noctis ducks under the tent flap and emerges from it a moment later either. simply the coolest entrance he's ever. executed. ]
Really? That sucks. I worked hard on all this while I was supposed to be cleaning.
[ it's the same tired-casual tone as ever, but at least this time he's actually smiling a little. ]
Surpriiise.
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Date: 2022-04-10 05:37 pm (UTC)Ah, sorβ
[ But it dies on his lips as the owner steps out, and... It's Noct. It's fucking Noct, and for a solid thirty seconds all Gladio can do is stare like someone had thrown their drink in his face. Which has maybe only happened once, and that was because he had the gall to turn someone down but still, it's almost a mirror image of That Time. The bag on his shoulder slooooooowly starts to slip, and when it hits the ground with a thwump he doesn't even bother bending over to pick it up. ]
...Noct?
[ Almost as if he doesn't believe what and who he's seeing, let alone hearingβ ]
W-Wait. Surprise? Youβ This?
[ u made that for me?? ]
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Date: 2022-04-12 04:46 pm (UTC)for the time being, he tries to keep the little self-satisfied smirk on his face, along with the unaffected tone. it's easy to do, since that's how he always sounds, but it's like blood in the water, that one little tentative note in his voice, too. which says so little about the very large amount of tentativeness he actually feels on the inside, his uncertainty that he's even allowed to offer such a rapport with him after... you know. after everything. the more the plan unfolds, the more larger that olive branch seems to be, and he's nothing if not a ball of self-doubt, but—stay the course. too late to go back. and Gladio doesn't look mad, so... ]
Yeah, this. Put the tent up all by myself and everything.
[ it's kind of a shit tier tent, but it is standing, it isn't lopsided, and the material is thick enough to keep the moisture out, so it does the job. Noctis glances to his handiwork, then down to the happy little flickering campfire he made (without exploding it with magic), and then just kind of everywhere before his gaze eventually ventures back to Gladio's face. ]
Happy birthday...?
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