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@rex-cxiii replied to your post “"I wish to ask you... Will you forge me a weapon?"”
He gestured to his sword, "The blade is nice... But no Royal Arm... Don't you think?"
Brown eyes went wide. “You want-- you want me to forge you a Royal Arm.”
rex-cxiii replied to your post: Regis pulls his son in to hug tightly.
“Never.”
“Good. I don’t want you to...”
@rex-cxiii || Discovered the HARBINGER
┇ ┈ ✖ ┉ ┇ Agitating, it was, to have to use long fingernails in order to pick out bits from between his teeth - strands of ligament, particularly rough pieces of muscle - whatever it may have been. A meal had been had and now, from upon his perch on high did the male watch another with intense and apparent interest. Ah - who was he?
@rex-cxiii liked this starter call.
The boy sat on the steps leading up to the citadel, barely able to keep his eyes open, but too stubborn to move. It was growing dark and his retainers had attempted to take him inside hours ago, but the small boy would start shouting and screaming whenever they tried, so the opted to just stay with him as he waited.
The sleek black car he loved so much – the Regalia – pulled up, snapping the boy awake. He jumped to his feet as the familiar figure of his father stepped out of the car and he ran over to him.
“Daddy! You’re home!”
@rex-cxiii
Usually, by now Luna was already off on her commute to school, college that was on the other side of he city. Unlike Noctis, she was always up on time in the morning, and would be out the door in no time... but it seemed that today, something was wrong.
Normally neat and tidy Lunafreya was still at the Citadel, her body slumped over the table where she ate breakfast. Her hair was a mess, as if she had attempted to brush it, but only got half way, and dressed much more casually then she usually did.
Most notably, she was asleep with her half eaten food in front of her. Her bag still sitting by her feet as if she had truly planned to leave like normal, but just didn’t quite make it.
Regis gives Prompto a healthy but delicious recipe book. No need to starve or torture while working out.
He was speechless. The King.... was giving him a cookbook? What did he do to earn such an honor? Receiving a gift from the King of Insomnia himself, and a cookbook no less. Prompto was sure this was nothing for the King. A measly book would cost barely a thing for him. He wouldn’t even notice that part of his riches missing, and yet he decided to use it on Prompto?
He should say something. It would be rude to just take the gift and say nothing in return. But... what should he say? Can his voice even work right now?
“T-..... Thank you... You’re Majesty.....”
@rex-cxiii replied to your post “"What do you enjoy most, Mr. Furia?"”
"Either... both, I just am curious."
“Well, on the wholesome side of things I enjoy spending time with my boys, and Axis’ children. And I enjoy smithing, even if there’s not much call for it among the Glaives.”
“As for risqué... I’ll try almost anything once.”
rex-cxiii replied to your post: "How has school been? Have you made any friends?"
“Ignis is a great friend, but I mean one of the children at school.”
Noctis sighed deeply. “No... They ask me dumb questions about being the prince. And some kids are scared of me? I don’t know why...”
