#rex felis

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"I will say this, you're a darling little kitten, Noct. Even if it never wears off, would that truly be so bad? Think of it----you can be the Cat King of Lucis. Rex Felis."

He groans and drags one hand down his face, and his ears fold halfway back.

“Maybe it’s not the worst thing,” he concedes reluctantly. “And there are some perks. But I would need glasses. And prescription sunglasses. And I’m colorblind. Also a guy pulled my tail?”

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“I don’t own the alley,” Noct points out, still perched on top of the dumpster. His ears straighten up and he tips his head to one side, the end of his tail twitching as he contemplates for a moment. “Though, if you’re hiding, I can probably offer a hand. Figuratively.” The last word is tacked on as an afterthought as he glances down at his claws.

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bestchocobro replied to your post: He's barely had time to wipe the sleep from his...

He’s tempted to give it a try, but… honestly, when has that ever worked? He takes a deep, slow breath, rolls the crick from his neck, and moves to join Noct by the sink. “So, uh… do I ask what happened, or…?” And yeah… he’s checking out those ears.

“I would love to explain that,” Noct returns dryly, “because that would mean I had the faintest idea about it.” There’s a small, helpless shrug. “Felt like shit last night, and then I woke up and...” He trails off, craning his neck to look back at his tail. “...Yeah.”

He probably has maybe a few seconds before there’s a hand on his ears. He is aware of this. He’s accepted it.

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He's barely had time to wipe the sleep from his eyes when he stops dead in the bathroom doorway and just.... blinks. Is this... is he... dreaming? Is this a dream? "Uh... if I walk out of the room and then back in again... is..." He gestures to Noct's... everything... ".. *This* still gonna be there?"

His ears straighten up, angled in Prompto’s direction, though Noct barely spares him a glance. He’s still a bit preoccupied with… everything else. His tail is lashing in something like distracted discontent. “Pretty sure,” he confirms, finally looking up from inspection of his claws. “You’re welcome to give it a try.”

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//slips some catnip into Noct's dinner that night, hiding it in his mashed potatoes, before handing the plate over.

Not much really happens, other than Noct pausing after the first couple bites, and maybe he finishes his potatoes unusually quickly. Beyond that, though, he doesn’t seem to have noticed Prompto’s attempt to drug him on a lark.

He does need to muffle a yawn in the crook of his elbow, though, and he slides down a bit in his seat. He sets his plate aside, evidently having lost interest in the rest of his dinner, and dozes off shortly thereafter.

Catnip, when ingested, is more of a sedative than a hallucinogenic.

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throws a handfull of catnip on his face

Wait what--

Noct...sneezes at the Chancellor, ears flattening back into his hair as he shakes his head, before he runs a hand through his bangs to divest it of its new found dusting of foliage.

Little anticlimactic, that.

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!!!! Noct is a kitty. Well.. kind've a kitty. Kitty *enough*. A gasp. This face - :3 - and he's moving forward to scritch behind Noct's fluffy feline ears. "What happened, bro?"

“Not sure,” he replies, sounding slightly distracted. He tips his head towards Prompto’s hand in a manner he doesn’t seem entirely conscious of. “Probably the same thing as last time.” Granted, that’s not a particularly helpful answer, considering he doesn’t know what caused it last time, either.

He’s not sure how he feels about this ear petting. It’s weird.

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Xiaowen doesn't quite know what to make of the Prince while in this state, but he has to admit- It's... adorable. He reaches out to lightly stroke his fingers against a furry ear.

Okay why--what--why with the touching--he made no requests to be petted at this juncture.

Noct’s ears fold halfway back, partially disappearing into his hair before he decides maybe it’s not...so bad? It feels...kind of nice?

He makes a low, rumbling conflicted noise in his chest, not quite a growl but close, and the end of his tail twitches back and forth a few times in rapid succession. Beyond that, though, he makes no move to leave.