(Awash & Hugtopia) IC contact

[meridio]

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Somnus is slow to respond to text messages and accept calls.

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[mythratastic]

[ Instead of contacting him via a private message, Mythra decides to meet him in person. Knowing that he's prone to wandering aimlessly through the town like a lost spirit]

Hey.

Just wanted to let you know that it's a no-go on the compass from Cairngorm. [ Although she would have liked to try using it, perhaps it's for the best. It's not as if any of her excursions into the woods lately have been particularly revealing. That, and finding the hen via the compass with the feather from Dextera might not have yelled any results anyway. ] Sorry to disappoint. [ Her shrug comes with a brush of her hair over her shoulder. ]

[meridio]

[ If it were so easy to arrange, it would have been done a long time ago. Somnus neither looks nor feels disappointed, only troubled (and this, he doesn't show. As ever, he dons an impassive countenance). Between the time since they last spoke and now, even more news have trickled in with fewer answers. ]

What will you do next?

[mythratastic]

Get black-out drunk.

[ IT'S A JOKE.

Wow wow the mysteries of a living weapon. Be in awe of the divine, Somnus. ]

[shizun]

[ Don't think that he has forgotten what Somnus said in the castle! Motherfucker wants to start some shit with Ardyn, then he's going to be the one to start some shit first! This is for Ardyn's own good! Sure, his villainous friend said that if Somnus tries anything that he'll fight him -- but that's the worst, worst, worst case scenario! It's the scenario where the entire town will end up IMPLODING! No, thank you!

If anything, he would like things to be settled with a nice cup of tea. No violence, no nothing! Little anti-climatic, sure, but he is all for that kind of life! Why do things need to be exciting!? His own life is so exciting that he barely has time to take a moment to breathe! He hates it!

But he already knows that sitting and drinking tea won't let anything go the way that it should! He already knows that! He's tried it with Luo Binghe and came to realize the depth of hate that is felt for him! If he tried that sort of thing now, he's certain that it'd just blow up in everyone's face. Literally! It'd be lighting the match to the ticking time bomb and then throwing it into the wall to have it KABOOM! No!

He won't allow it! So, what will he do?! ]

For all that you've said, I challenge you to a duel.

[meridio]

[ The misguided fool. He recognizes the hexcode from a previous post asking after the Xiu Ya. Once realization dawns, Somnus answers with some delay (knowing and doing are separate things where electronics are concerned). ]

I decline your challenge.

1/2

[shizun]

Hugtopia

[meridio]

All comments henceforth are a part of Hugtopia.

[iustaegis]

[ Continued from this thread lol to not clutter on someone else's inbox...

Watching the young king warp away in a flash of light, she turns to regard the elder once more. Having never beheld his power until this morning, she doesn't expect him to use it in order to return them to their townhouse in a timely manner. Unlike her, his day is just beginning; for all she knows, he may wish to conserve his energy.  In the meantime, she's perfectly content to walk unless he does offer to warp. The only question is how well she might shield herself from looking too tired in front of him. Then again, under his observant eye, pretending otherwise might be a moot point because--

"If you require rest--"

His words. ]

So you've noticed?

[ Pyra turns her gaze forward. The sun shimmers along the barrier of the city, rising in perfect time with the same sun of her own world. Interesting. ] 

[meridio]

[ He has. Knowing more about her than he should had a hand in that.

His day is only beginning, whereas hers is just ending. No sense in dragging it out longer than is necessary for her. Noctis has said his piece and warped out of the vicinity; they, too, can do the same. There’s a beat before Somnus summons his blade in his other hand, glances at a particularly tall building near them, and turns back to seek Pyra's permission. ]

action; happy holidays have a napbaby

[carbungle]

[Late in the month, upon returning to his house Somnus will find a strange sight: Noctis, sprawled across the sofa, dead asleep and not even stirring at his arrival. His tablet is on the table, the screen dim with a design document on display, and a digital pen laid across it. Evidence that he'd been working on something here, but either he'd started too early in the day or the collaboration had run too long- whichever is true, the prince of naps has claimed possession of their living room for a while. Pyra, seated by his head and holding his hand, extracts herself and moves to greet Somnus, letting him know in her own way that it's his turn. Does she really have something else to do, or is she intentionally leaving the two together? Who really knows, it's Pyra. It's means to the same end, and she departs.

Thus, Somnus is left alone with a sleeping great-grandchild curled up on his couch. What do...?]

napbabies are his favorite

[meridio]

[Yeet him back to Eos, so they can all perish together.

After Aera and Regis, it's no surprise to find Noctis in the living room. Pyra's excusing herself is even less of a surprise.

He gives the place a once-over as he walks over to the sofa and sits down where Pyra sat, noting the tablet on the table. Slowly, Somnus reaches out. His hand ghosts over Noctis' forehead before settling over the hand Pyra held, keeping their contact light so as not to disturb Noctis' sleep.]

text; new yearsish

[scourgingstars]

Somnus-

It was suggested to me not long ago that it would be wise to open a discussion in this manner, lest we continue to descend into clashes and arguments. I am not sure I expect that you will read this and less that you will respond, but that is fine. So long as I have the will to make the attempt, the rest is yours to decide upon. I know I have been carelessly bitter and even cruel in word and action around you; that my own resentment colors the rare instances when our paths cross. Rather than risk such a thing again, I would sooner extend a hand through the less direct channels available to us.

To claim myself the only one in pain would be foolish, and I know this. The fissures carved between us were made by broken ground on both sides, and to cross it would require both willing to reach out. And no matter what happened, despite how furious I am and how long these past ages have been, I am your elder brother yet. Even if I have no power to help you, or if perhaps you should hate me enough that you wish me not to try, I wish better for you than what you have made yourself into, enduring silent suffering for all this time. It was ever my duty to protect you before all else, and I knew myself to have failed you in that respect long before that night in the throne room. Even should reconciliation be well beyond us, I would still reach out my hand to you for your sake and my own alike; that we might try to heal what can be healed and put aside what can be put aside.

I love you, little brother. Though that love is strained and my own heart damaged with it, it is not conditional and never shall be.

-Ardyn

[meridio]

[It was some time—but not so long as to bring into question whether or not the message had been read—before Somnus replied.]

I have never hated you.

What I did to you was unforgivable, and you have all the right to be furious. I'm sorry.

text | after Cor's network post

[astralera]

Somnus,

Does your older great-grandson hold any fondness for Chocobos?

[meridio]

[ Of all the messages— ]

He does.

ambiguous time after The Ring Thing

[carbungle]

[Hey Somnus, are you around? Grandson is here to visit. His hands are suspiciously in his pockets, and he's trying to be nonchalant, as he's here mostly for a distraction. See if you can spot the difference.

Or just, you know. Distract him. Be nice.]

[meridio]

[Somnus, nice? Sounds fake.

But he's around, if not in the direction Noctis might be expecting.]

Noctis.

[The call sounds from behind as Somnus approaches. Theirs is a serendipitous encounter, considering the only reason he's come back this early is the hooded falcon perched on his bracer. His eyes flit to pocketed hands, then to Noctis' face.]

text; some time after their temple games

[unsunderworld]

If you'll forgive me, I've a mildly personal question that I could not imagine asking of another:

When is your brother's nameday?

[meridio]

What says my brother?

[scourgingstars]

brother dear might i have a moment of your time

i heard from a trustworthy source that you might have ideas of venturing beyond the wall, is there such a thing in discussion at the moment

[meridio]

The discussion is ongoing. We require the city's permission first.

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[astralera]

Somnus,

How well does Horus get along with Chocobo chicks?

[meridio]

He has no prior experience with them.

[carbungle]

[What's up Gramps, here's Noctis swinging by to visit your bird with some fresh meat! And also to bother you. Today he greets Somnus in a bit of an unusual way, though:]

Hey. Is Pyra here right now?

[For once he's hoping not.]

[meridio]

[Greetings, Grandson. Horus appreciates Noctis' generosity, and so does Somnus, who nods in return.]

She will return in the evening.

[So if Noctis is looking for her, he'll have to wait a bit. In the meantime, he can feed the bird.]