(Awash & Hugtopia) IC contact

[meridio]

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

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[carbungle]

Yeah. Well- decided to ask her, anyway.

[Whether she agrees or not, that's up to her. But they both know that.]

Um... thanks. I've never- she'll be the first, besides the guys, that I'll have asked. Didn't want to screw it up.

[This helped, weirdly.]

[meridio]

Naught can be gained without the attempt. Fear not your failures, but your complacency.

[Failing one way or another is just part of being human, the cause of which can sometimes be external. Stagnation is born from within and may lead to one's undoing. Ultimately, he wishes to stress that it's all right to screw something up as long as there's movement.]

[carbungle]

Sounds very... kingly.

["A king cannot rule by standing still"... maybe he needs to hear that sort of thing more often.]

Hey, uh... one last question, before I forget. That thing you did when we were out on the expedition... what was that?

[meridio]

[Somnus has plenty of words to spare about the role of king. As for the question, he doesn't need to stop to think about it: He knows to what Noctis is referring.]

My power comes from the Ring of Light. Though my soul is no longer bound to it, I can still channel its light.

[carbungle]

...Oh... yeah, that tracks.

[Just one more thing outside of his reach, then. It's pretty cool to see its potential, though. So far all he's determined for certain of the ring is that it can cause pain and a lot of noise.]

I thought it looked amazing, if that wasn't obvious.

[meridio]

[But it wasn't enough against the darkness. Compared to Noctis, mediocrity defines the light that pulsates from Somnus. His gaze drops to his finger where he once wore the ring himself.]

The Light of the Crystal is bright—brighter than most mortals can bear.

[That's why the cost is always death. It's a weapon that can only be wielded by dead men and women. It's an awesome power.

But splendorous is the noble spirit who wields it. He lifts his head to eye Noctis. What merits true veneration is the mettle of those who choose that path.

Noctis, though, is still so very young.]

Do not make haste.

[carbungle]

[Somnus gets a small, wry smile for that one.]

Did nothing but "make haste" since leaving Insomnia. It's kind of weird not to be pushed into rushing around, you know?

[A million things to be done and such a short span of time to do them- the journey from home to Altissia is so breakneck it's a miracle he had any time to breathe at all. Even here, with far fewer goals and limited urgency, he's often torn between enjoying his "vacation" and making use of the extra time to fix whatever his faults will screw up in the future.

If anyone would know how to slow down and be patient, it would be a guy who sat in a ring for thousands of years. Noctis is a far cry from that sort of mentality, still.]

[meridio]

[He’s used to biding his time.

But it is weird, this lull. Aellyn is a whole new world, albeit one that’s also in need. There should be a sense of urgency when all that remains is this city; however, unlike Eos, their knowledge of what must come to pass is limited, and thus they can only proceed slowly.]

There's much to be learned about the world and this city. What matters is that we do not stand still.

[carbungle]

So don't rush, but don't just stand around either. Save the world at a leisurely pace?

[He's just being a little shit now, sorry Somnus.]