sweethymns | OPEN RP POST QUATRE

[He pauses, trying to parse those words. He has to clarify, otherwise there may be an issue -- actually, he'd probably have to haul himself from her bed to her couch instead.]

A boyfriend?

[What a seriously asked question.]

Hehe. That's what it would seem like from the outside, huh?

[And what a vague answer. Either way, Arcueid's fondness for Shiki can't be contested.]

[And Noct just kind of... squints at her, trying to take apart that reaction.]

Uh-huh.

[BETTER SAFE THAN SORRY

He hefts himself up out of the bed, straining just a little.]

Think I'm gonna lie down on the couch for now.

[But not before heading over slowly to grab another donut (or two, or three) before he does so.]

Are you sure? I don't sleep at night often if at all so you can keep the bed for the time being.

[Not that she's stopping him from moving. You do you, Noctis.]

Even if you don't, it's still going to look a little suspicious if your boyfriend [sorry, he's calling this mysterious man from now on her boyfriend until otherwise clarified] sees a strange man sleeping in your bed. That's a complication I'd rather not deal with.

[Putting a donut in his mouth and holding it with his teeth, while he grabs two for his hands. What a king.]

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[Don't worry, Arcueid has no complaints against the assumption. She simply points out to Noctis.]

Ah, you're really hungry aren't you? Guess I'll have to stock up more on human food.

[Arcueid please don't treat him like a stray dog...]

[He turns to look at her, donut still in his mouth.]

Wat dhu I luk liak to you, ah pet?

[What do I look like to you, a pet?

Well, he'd look more offended if he a) were actually offended and b) didn't have his mouth full. He's actually appreciative that she's helping, but that doesn't stop him on calling her out on her wording.]

[Somehow, she's able to decipher his words and blinks at him.]

Is that what it sounds like I'm doing...?

I mean, in a way that's what's happening, right? You ARE kind of a stray.

[ARCUIED]

[mental yelling

He opens his mouth to retort, donut dropping down. He catches it on top of a hand already clasping a donut, without looking.]

Only temporarily. I don't plan on being in your hair for much longer.

Mm. That's right... It can't last long...

[Arcueid looks up at the ceiling, lost in her own thoughts again.]

[...

Sometimes he honestly can't decide if she's contemplative or just... air-headed. Noct looks towards the door, thinking about just leaving, but finally decides to offer:]

...You all right, there?

... Mm hm!

[His voice brings her back and she looks over at Noctis, smiling.]

I'm fine! I was just thinking about how outlandish this all was. But then it made me happy! I'm happy that I get to be surprised like this every now and then.

[When she goes back to sleep on her throne, will she dream of this? Will it fade away, just a blip of strange happenings during the time she's awake? Who knows.

But for Arcueid Brunestud, such whimsical thoughts are fun to think about.]

[He's quiet for a moment, uncertain what to say. He hopes he doesn't look like an idiot, standing here with an arm full of donuts.]

Doesn't take much to make you happy, does it? Most people would find this whole thing inconvenient.

[What a strange girl, he thinks to himself, for the umpteenth time today.]

[Take an idiot to know an idiot... Thankfully, Arcueid is kind of one...]

In a way it is. I wouldn't know how to explain you for one thing and you're also kind of hard to pin down personality wise...

[He's just a kid Arc, please]

But... This hasn't happened to me before. So when I think of it that way, it makes the moment even more precious an fascinating, don't you think?

[A kid? He's twenty, thank you very much!!

But... precious and fascinating? Geez, how can she use words like that so casually? At best, Noct feels bad for being the one to inconvenience her; he certainly didn't think of it in those terms.

Now he's just even more confused on how to feel. He'd rub at the back of his neck if he didn't have donuts in his hands.]

I... guess that's one way to put it. [Maybe he is too young to understand, but he thinks that perhaps his own perception is skewed. If you're 800 years old, maybe you come to appreciate the people passing in and out of your life more often.]

But don't make me sound more complex than I am. I'm pretty straightforward.

Yeah, that I can tell! You're not afraid to speak your mind to a vampire that tore down a toxic monster.

[All of her words come easily to her as if she doesn't really think about them or the consequences. Or rather, they simply sound like they make the most sense.

Weirdo.]

Not like you've given me a reason to.

[He gives her a crooked little smile.]

Yet.

[She returns his smile with a grin before looking out the window at the setting sun.]

... It's getting dark soon. I should head out.

...All right. [He was going to ask what she's up to, but then decides that he's probably bothered her with enough questions for the day. Noctis merely nods.] I'll see you around.

[It's an inadvertent lie. When she leaves, he doesn't plan on seeing her again -- it isn't out of spite or ingratitude. (He would thank her again for her courtesies, if he were the type.) But rather, he wasn't lying when he said he had important things to get done at home, and that he needed to return as soon as possible.

There was no way he was planning on sitting by idly.]

~*~*~*~*~

[And so when darkness falls, Noctis sneaks out, around the back of the apartment and into a nearby alleyway. It's dimly lit, but most importantly it's barren. It's a place he can practice his warp magic, without being interrupted.

Or so he thinks.

When he calls forth his Engine Blade, throwing it forward in a straight line and warping to it, his shoulder screams at him. He catches the blade and falls to his knees, the momentum making him skid forward a full foot before stopping. Noct grimaces, pulling himself up to his feet by leaning on his sword, stuck in the ground.]

Dammit...

[Arcueid couldn't say she was surprised when Noctis left. She just wished that he would have told her that he was leaving in the first place. But while she was patrolling on the rooftops and she saw Noctis leave, the vampire did not utter a word or step forward to stop him. Why would she? If he wants to find a way home, he had the right to try and find a method on his own.

She's squatting down, resting her face in her hands as she watches him materialize his weapon and doing his damned best to perform some sort of magic, maybe the same kind that caused him to end up in this world in the first place. Arc sighs. ]

He's working really hard... Shame really.

[And there's the matter of his injury too. The scent from the wound remains and if he kept overworking it...]

... Like wounded prey...

[Her red eyes narrow.]

Not good. Not good for him at all.

[They were going to smell his blood. They would emerge from the shadows to feed, to prolong their pathetic existence. And she would be there to kill them all.

Through the alleyways a haggard looking man and woman stumble towards Noctis. Once glance at them and it's easy to tell that they're not all together. They look sickly and ghoul like. There's no color to their skin and they walk towards the scent of blood.]

[Noctis only notices the shadowy silhouettes coming down the alleyway because he's straightening, trying to catch his breath from overexerting himself in such a short period of time. He frowns, narrowing his eyes. It looked like... a man and a woman, though there was something off about their gait.

The young King chews at his lower lip, deciding that using his magic for now was out of the question if there were potential witnesses around. As the man and woman continue to stumble in what seems to be his direction, he feels a wave of uncertainty wash over him -- and a strange anxiety.]

Uh... hello? [Did they need something?]

[For a few seconds all seems normal, if unsettling.

And then the man opens up his mouth baring incredibly unfriendly and incredibly sharp teeth. Both of their pupils grow smaller and they let out an unsettling groans and moans making them less human than before.

It's the woman who leaps for him first aiming straight for his wounded shoulder.

Arcueid stands up. She'll jump down soon as soon as she gets her chance.]

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