oathshackledbird: Mirror Mirror (Mirror Mirror)
Diarmuid Ua Duibhne ([personal profile] oathshackledbird) wrote in [community profile] nsamusements2017-02-23 08:29 pm
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Call Out Meme: Version 7.0

Seventh verse same as the first... It's new 'Call Me Out" Time!




【the CALL ME OUT meme】 VI
a roleplay meme to inspire muses.


Diarmuid Ua Duibhne-OU Fate/Zero, Ruby City & SoulGemmed @ oathshackledbirdDiarmuid Ua Duibhne: Age 6-7-OU Irish Myth @ smallspotGilgamesh-AU/Master @ goldenmasterDiarmuid Ua Duibhne-AU/Servant @ tarnishedservant
Diarmuid Ua Dubhine-AU Shattered Throne @ shatteredserviceCu Chulainn-AU Shattered Throne @ thebeastwithinThe Beast (Cu Chulainn)-AU Shattered Throne @ thebeastslairCu Chulainn-OU Fate/Stay Night: Unlimited Blade Works Route @ whydidithavetobecrows
Diarmuid Ua Duibhne-OU Irish Myth @ thepursuedOscar-OU Irish Myth @ fairybroomRoc's Son (Nameless)-OU Irish Myth @ smalltuskRoc's Son (Nameless)/Berserker-AU Fate/ @ oathbrokentusk
Aengus Og-OU Irish Myth @ sparkledadDiarmuid Ua Duibhne (Alter)-AU Fate/Zero @ boarrowedyourwifeDiarmuid Ua Duibhne (Genderswap)-AU Fate/Zero @ radiantfaceKojirou Sasaki (Assassin)-Fate/Stay Night: Unlimited Bladeworks Route @ swallowkiller
Wamuu-JJBS: Part 2 @ awakenmymastersMohammed Abdul-JJBA: Part 3 @ flickeringfortunes
Ignis Scientia: FFXV @ shatteredlenses


refer to the list above for active muses.
post "calling" one of them out — you can do so by putting their name journal in the subject line! (I have too many Lancers to just go by name! X.x )
can be informal/formal/comment spam/crosscanon/explicit/whatever tickles your fancy!
feel free to make up a scenario at the start, or wait to see where things go.


meme code.



healthedead: (backed up)

we goin' full jojos

[personal profile] healthedead 2017-02-24 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
In a small town in Colorado, nestled at the base of the Rockies, strange occurrences are happening.

Well, one particular type, and it's not the most severe, but it is puzzling authorities. Strange crescent-shaped holes are appearing in abandoned buildings near the edge of town, and residents have been reporting sounds of sonic booms. The military swears that they have nothing to do with it, leaving some residents to speculate some sort of government hush-up. But the local authorities really have zero clue what's going on, having eliminated the possibility of explosives.

The story spreads far enough that a Speedwagon Foundation member a few towns over catches wind of it, and calls it in to headquarters.

Unbeknownst to all of them, a girl practices her martial arts near the edge of town, flinching back when the sound of a sonic boom echoes near her and a nearby building gains a new hole.

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brainiest: (did someone say house elf rights)

[personal profile] brainiest 2017-02-24 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
Waking up back in the Drabwurld hadn't been easy, not in the least. When her eyes opened and she saw the familiar rooms of Haven surrounded her, dogs and cats surrounding her... There had been a brief moment of panic. She thought of the ship she had been on, all the people she had come to know, and there was a pang in her heart that she couldn't quite swallow. Instead, all she was able to do was push herself up, gathering her wits about her and trying to breathe. One look at her hand told her everything she needed to know; her pact was gone as well.

That meant that she was no longer bound to Tamamo. She was definitely not on the fleet anymore.

Gathering her things was easy enough - her swords on her hips, familiar magic at her fingertips again, compass around her neck with the million other pieces of jewellery that decorated her person - and then she was out, rushing away and trying to focus. She sent a few quick messages but one hung the most - someone she had missed, desperately, in her time away. Would it have even been noticed? Would people realise she had been gone at all? Maybe she had just been asleep, like others had been, or she had really disappeared...

The arrangements are made and when she stops to breathe it's only to wait for a familiar figure, her body jittery and her hands shaking as she tries to keep herself calmed.

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https://fairybroom.dreamwidth.org/

[personal profile] thoushallnotdie 2017-02-24 05:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Everything sucked. All Yosano wanted was a quick shopping trip. But instead she got an explosion that destroyed almost the entire building. Luckily, her wounds were fatal enough to heal. However, Yosano knew not everyone was fortunate to have her power.

In Yosanos eyes, the only possible culprit was the mafia. Her first guess was what's-his-face, the guy with the lemon bombs. But if it was him, she would have heard his annoying laughter. Leaving her with no idea of who could have possibly ruined her shopping trip.

Regardless, the culprit wasn't important, it was the survivors- assuming there were any. Yosano sighed, climbing onto one of the larger pieces of rubble in order to check for survivors. "Hello-!" She called, sounding almost too relaxed. "Any survivors? Injured?" She said the last bit almost too cheerfully, it was almost as if she wanted someone injured- as sadistic as it may sound, Yosano was passionate in her work, she was excited at the thought of healing someone.

fairybroom: Oscar-Hurt (Hurt)

I'm canon blind, so let me know if I end up needing to change something!

[personal profile] fairybroom 2017-02-26 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
There is a silence that falls in the aftermath of terrible things like bombings. Aside from her voice, that silence fills the space where life once was and then suddenly, wasn't. A few moments after her question, though, the sound of a rock hitting the ground near her breaks that silence. Maybe it's just the shifting of the rubble? Or, maybe something else. Shifting rubble doesn't usually repeat things in a pattern. Nor is it followed by a pained, though oddly irritated voice.

"Can you keep it down? Some of us would like to die in peace!" It's a morbid joke all things considered, but Oscar can't feel a damned thing and he's not so stupid to think that's anything good. He's still amazed he managed to get his hand wrapped around the rock to throw it. Most of his body is pinned by rubble leaving the one arm and his head free, normally red hair dulled by dust.

A cough wracks his body and he feels blood pool in the corner of his mouth. By all Above and Below this was not how things were suppose to go. Didn't Diarmuid always die before him? What is with the change? Is fate just screwing with them one more time?
littlestsilva: (pic#8712724)

Bitty, bitty, bitty!

[personal profile] littlestsilva 2017-02-25 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
Grace de Silva had been told one thing when her Papa had left her in the room they were staying in to go attend to some knightly business.

Stay. Put. Complete with a nose pinch when she whined.

In her defense, Gracia had managed to listen to his order for almost a whole hour before she'd gotten bored. There was only so much she could do staying in a plain room pouting at the wall. Soon the itch to explore became too much and with a cursory glance around the hallway to make sure Papa wasn't coming back the eight-year-old was off. She would be back before Papa even realized she was gone!

Really though what did he expect? Of course she would want to explore! She'd never been here before and everywhere that wasn't that room seemed so exciting. Within minutes she was running down the hall, her patched brown skirt gathered up to make running easier towards the front startling a few people along the way. She was a giggling mess by the time she found the courtyard, eyes lighting up as she ran around, picking up a stick from the ground and fencing some unseen opponent. It wasn't long though before she saw another child and with a bright smile she hurried over with her "sword" in hand.

"Do you wanna play?"
smallspot: Dia-Pika Boy (Pika Boy)

[personal profile] smallspot 2017-02-26 04:11 am (UTC)(link)
They traveled a lot, he and papa, so it never seemed like they were in one place for very long. There was always news to share, orders to pass along, and hush hush things that Diarmuid was never told about, but was smart enough to know were there. Even as much as they traveled, though, it seemed to Diarmuid that he had been sitting in this courtyard forever, drawing in the dirt with his stick and imagining where he and his father might end up next. He is probably the youngest person there. Why coul-

He jumps slightly when his thoughts are interrupted by a bright cheerful voice. Wide golden eyes somehow manage to get even wider when he sees who spoke to him.

Maybe he isn't the youngest person here after all!

"Hello, Lady!" Diarmuid pulls himself to his feet, bowing politely even though she is around his age. "I can't go very far. Father will get angry. Is there anything we can play here?"

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[personal profile] shamelessflirt 2017-05-31 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
[After the rite with Leviathan, Altissia was a mess. Many buildings were rubble, sometimes platforms were either gone or needed to be carefully crawled across and, even worse, daytime had been getting shorter, which put the people on edge. It would be nice to say that the disaster had brought out the best in people, but in many cases it hadn't. Many were now homeless and sometimes hungry, often outside and vulnerable. Thugs were taking the opportunity to grab whatever other people could scavenge for themselves, with little in the way of a police force to help.

As if that wasn't enough, since the battle it had been rather wet. When it didn't seem misty out, it often started drizzling or pouring.

Thistle couldn't claim to be doing a lot of charity recently. He was just trying to survive like everyone else, but he wasn't trying to hurt anyone as he did so. Only the extremely fortunate and the wealthy seemed to have a building to sleep in and he was neither of those. He picked his way across a broken stone platform, crawling from one terrace to another. He'd picked through the debris behind him and pocketed anything he found that was useful, now he just had to find a safe place to hunker down for the night.

Sprinkles were starting to fall, making it even more dangerous to walk around. As he tried to head back to the more intact part of the city he spotted a trio of men and instantly ducked away. He could tell by the way they were scoping people out: they were looking for easy targets. He could handle himself all right, but he couldn't take on three guys.

Pulling his coat tightly around himself, he tried to stay out of sight.]
shatteredlenses: What's Left (What's Left)

[personal profile] shatteredlenses 2017-05-31 06:36 am (UTC)(link)
[When a lone figure makes his way slowly into view a few moments later, the thugs probably think they have found their mark. He is well dressed, impeccably even, despite the dampness having weighed down his hair slightly. It makes him stand out in his ruined surroundings, so well maintained among the rubble. Yet, there is something vulnerable in the slight downward tilt of his head that even his squared shoulders can't negate. At a distance, the dark glasses hide the reason for this vulnerability. It is their purpose, after all. Blind eyes hardly need shielding from the light as day slides into night.

Ignis isn't thinking about any of this as he takes another step along what's left of the sidewalk. He knows he is exactly 27 steps forward and 2 steps to the right of the shop he left Gladio in. Cooking supplies procured, he is sure the Shield can handle the rest on his own. Perhaps he will regret the choice when they inevitably run short of something down the road, but for now all he wants is a chance to be on his own. To get away from the constant coddling he's had to endure ever since he woke up. He knows that both Gladio and Prompto mean well, but he feels as if they are slowly suffocating him, and he's dealt with enough of the darkness suffocating him in his dreams. He wants none of it during his waking hours. Part of him had hoped that when Noctis awoke, Prompto, at least, would cease his constant hovering and focus on his friend instead. As hurt as he is, though, Noctis has only pushed away any attempts to comfort him causing the blond boy to hover over Ignis all the more. It is mostly his fault, Ignis can't help but think. Even though he feels as if he is being suffocated, he can't bring himself to push them away. Not when Noctis is doing such a good job of it himself.

As the mist in the air moves slowly toward something heavier, Ignis stops walking and turns his back toward the wall behind him. He can tell from the quietness this building has been abandoned and he doesn't need to worry about being in anyone's way. How long will it be until Gladio realizes he's slipped off? He will be angry, there is no doubting that, but Ignis won't blame him. For once, he may even take the scolding without argument. Right now, he just wants the chance to feel and to listen. The sooner he can train his other senses to make up for what he has lost, the sooner the others will remember he's just as much a part of this team as they are.]

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gladiusdomini: credit@gladiusdomini (battle is on)

fishing trip with Iggy

[personal profile] gladiusdomini 2017-06-02 07:09 am (UTC)(link)
Hey, look what I caught up.

[Gladio looked pretty smug, as he traipsed back up to the camp wielding a large fish over his shoulder very much like he held his buster sword. It was a large carp of some sort from first glance.]

Took me ages to catch this monster. Think you've got a pan big enough to cook it in?

[Because if you don't, Gladio will be pretty upset, dude.]
shatteredlenses: What (What)

[personal profile] shatteredlenses 2017-06-02 10:24 am (UTC)(link)
[Ignis looks up from his phone as Gladio enters the camp. One light eyebrow raises, but the expression on his face has nothing to do with being impressed at the size of the catch. Instead, it seems to say 'Just who do you think I am?'

His gaze lingers on the fish just long enough to ascertain that the fish is indeed a carp, before he slides his phone back into his pocket and stands from his chair, making his way over to where he has set up his cooking station.]


I certainly hope you realize that it will need to be cleaned before we place it into a pan of any size.

[As he starts to pull out spices and ingredients he think will match well with the catch, he flicks his left hand out in a gesture toward Gladio. It clearly says 'You know what you must do.']

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three guesses who

[personal profile] scourgingstars 2017-06-04 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
[Not far from a particular campsite on the Lucian continent, early enough in the morning that some less responsible individuals were sure to be asleep...stood the Imperial Chancellor of Niflheim.]

[Or at least, someone who looked like him. Ardyn's usual coat and pile of scarves were replaced with a much simpler dress shirt and suit jacket, the sleeve of which was pulled back as he checked what looked like some kind of magitek bracer on his arm.]


You pile of spare parts, what kind of game is it this time...?

[...And muttered under his breath at it, apparently. He dropped the hand with the bracer to his side, the other running through violet hair in frustration as he looked around.]

Lucis, there's no doubt about that...somewhere around Cleigne by the look of it? But surely this can't be real, so what am I meant to do with that?
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shatteredlenses: Serious (Serious)

Why Chancellor, you are looking much less the hobo than usual...

[personal profile] shatteredlenses 2017-06-04 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
[Indeed, at this early time only one responsible person is up. It will be hours before the others stir, plenty of time for Ignis to finish awakening himself and pull breakfast together. If he is lucky, by the time he is done Gladio and Prompto will both be up, leaving only Noctis to be dragged or coaxed from slumber. Yesterday had begun with quite a ruckus and ended with Gladio literally dragging him from the tent by his foot. Perhaps, the same could be accomplished more quietly today with a bowl of bacon waved under Noctis' nose.

Ignis is beginning to set things out on his cooking station when his ears catch words. They are soft, carried in by the wind and in a voice that is unsettlingly familiar. His eyes narrow, wondering if their recent encounter with the Chancellor is just making him paranoid, but when more words in that same voice reach his ears, he reminds himself that just because one is paranoid doesn't mean someone isn't out to get them.

He should at least wake Gladio before leaving camp, but instead of doing so, he makes sure his phone is in his pocket and quietly makes his way in the direction of the voice. He'll never hear the end of it if he is imagining things. Besides, when has the Chancellor appeared before them without some kind of grand entrance since that first meeting back at Galdin Quay?

Apparently, the answer to that question is a startling, 'since now.' A brief flash of surprise crosses Ignis' face as he takes in both the fact that the it was the Chancellor he heard and the state of dress the strange man is in.

What is going on here?

His arms tense, fingers flexing almost as if he is fighting the urge to summon his knives.]


Have you lost your entourage, Chancellor, or did you just fancy a bit of site seeing before you inexplicable swoop in to save the day once more?
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Gimme Dia

[personal profile] hakingitup 2017-06-07 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
[A man like Hak was always looking for the next best fight. Something to put his pole arm against and give a rousing battle that he could just enjoy. There was something special about a fight, a good fight. So, when there was no fighting going on, there was not a lot for Hak to do. He was protecting a princess. And that was fine.

But he was starting to get restless.

So when he heard of a strong warrior entering their kingdom, and would be invited to stay at the palace, Hak knew exactly what he wanted to do. Grabbing his rather large, sharp, and pointy glaive, he waited until the man, from a far off country, far away from their own was in eyesight. And at that point, he jumped from the roof he was resting on, blocking him from moving any further.]


Let's see what you're made of.

[Hak was known well as the Thunder Beast of Kouka. The most renown and strongest warrior about.

And he wanted to fight this new man who had come into town.]

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scourgingstars: (i will deliver)

[personal profile] scourgingstars 2017-06-15 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
[From there, things went...less than easily. It was Gladio who might have been the hardest sell on the situation, unsurprisingly. But it was impossible to argue with the proof of the ring on Ardyn's hand, harder still to question the scarlet Armiger as proof of the Lucian bloodline. Not to mention Ignis was a difficult man to argue with. Ultimately, the grudging allowance of keeping Ardyn around was the conclusion.]

[When they traveled, he used illusion magic to disguise himself--they were conspicuous enough without the 'chancellor' as part of their group. Visibly he was about Ignis' height, with sharp green eyes and brown hair in a thick haphazard braid over his shoulder. He favored a one-handed sword in a fight much like Noctis himself, careful never to actively warp or use more of the Armiger than that where others would be able to see them.]

[Still things remained tense; Ardyn became something of the fifth wheel in the group, a sense of distance between him and the others that even Ardyn himself had to admit was justified. He never slept, rarely ate, and despite his intentions was still clearly something between what he'd been and what Chancellor Izunia was now. Little wonder the others were cautious around him, even though he fought beside them without hesitation.]

[And then Altissia happened.]

[Leviathan rampaging off in the distance, a retreating airship that he just knew belonged to the monster he was to become, and a blinding light that erupted into distant phantom swords--it wasn't hard to guess what was going on. His own full Armiger spun to life in bright red, secrecy forgotten; two sets of swords were better than one and if he could just get to Noctis and Leviathan--]

[--but he stopped cold in midair as something else caught his eye; Ignis, unconscious in a pool of blood on some wayward rubble that had once been a city street.]

[...What else was he really supposed to do but repair as much of the damage as possible, the only way he knew how?]

[However disastrous the rest of the day would be and however much was lost, upon waking up Ignis would find his vision only lost on the right. And on the train to Fodina Caestino, Ardyn (under the same illusion as always) seemed strangely awkward and inattentive; at one point when Gladio had approached him on the left, he'd nearly jumped out of his false appearance in surprise. He kept to himself from there, sitting in a largely abandoned section of the train; the others seemed quite wrapped up with their own problems, and who could really blame them at this point?]

[This had all certainly gone right to hell in every possible way, but at least he'd salvaged one small aspect of the situation.]
shatteredlenses: Contemplation (Contemplation)

[personal profile] shatteredlenses 2017-06-15 09:33 am (UTC)(link)
[Ignis' mind rarely stops completely. It never has, not even as a child. Back then his thoughts ran wild, jumping from one thing to another at a whim. It took concentrated and painstaking effort to rein in and organize those thoughts, but he did it just as he organized everything else around himself at that time. Inner calm reflected in outer calm.

Except his mind still was not really anything that could be called calm or quiet. It was still constantly active, just more controlled. Even in sleep it was active, dreams and nightmares alike being used by his subconscious to point out things he'd missed during conscious thought.

For the first time in a long time, though, his mind stopped...

...in Altissia.

Though he doesn't let others see it, it drives him crazy there is time he can't recall--that he can't see. He clearly remembers directing a woman away from the Magitek soldiers coming down the street. His daggers cut vivid paths through the soldiers' bodies and spring back to his hands when called. The corner of his eye catches sight of the Chancellor's ship in the air and he finds himself suddenly concerned what that means...then there is nothing. Not a Astrals Blessed thing until he wakes up in a bed, blind in one eye and marred by scars that even Ardyn's healing gift cannot repair.

What is lost cannot be healed. Ignis has heard it so many times from so many people that he's starting to lose track of all the different things the words suggest. Do the others not think Ardyn did enough? Is Ardyn trying to convince himself he did enough? What more was there to be done? Was anyone going to ask him what he thought?

Is Ignis the only one who has accepted the outcome for what it is?

Every time he looks in the mirror, he sees the remaining scars. He sees them and he knows that he should have lost his vision completely. There is a good chance he might have even died, yet he is alive and he can still see out of one eye. All because they chose to trust in one more improbability.

It's true, while Ignis may trust Ardyn more than others, he too has kept his distance. Calm. Detached. It's his role, but more than that part of him fears that the others may start to question his loyalty and frame of mind if he gets too close. It's a valid concern considering he was the first to encounter Ardyn. Still, it's something that needs to end or at least lessen after all that has happened, Ignis can't help but think to himself as he makes his way slowly down aisle of the nearly empty train car he saw Ardyn disappear into earlier. In an effort to avoid startling Ardyn, he clicks his cane--once used to help with his balance, now used as a tool until he is more used to having lost half his field of vision--purposely against the edge of the seat before speaking.]


May I?
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scourgingstars: (my affection it comes and goes)

can't stop won't stop no damn idea how to stop

[personal profile] scourgingstars 2017-07-05 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
[The world had changed since Gralea.]

[Niflheim had become a daemon-infested ruin, and the rest of the blackened world falling to the plague more and more as the days wore on. Word kept coming in of towns overtaken, deserted, or both. Those who lived were lucky if they made it to the few last bastions that remained.]

[Noctis, sleeping within the Crystal for gods only knew how long. The rest of the group split in half, hunting daemons and surviving wherever they could.]

[...And all of it the fault of one person.]

[Ardyn took a step or two onto the side of the road just outside Hammerhead, looking skyward; still the perpetual sickly green-black as it had been for several months now. He couldn't wait any longer. Any chance he'd had of gaining them an advantage was long since lost now. The only thing he could do now was what he should have done in Zegnautus; tear him apart on the spot.]

[For the first time in what felt like forever, the illusion flickered and fell away. A hand wearing a useless ring briefly pressed to a left eye healed over with heavy scarring, then ran through violet hair and dropped to his side.]

[Well. Better to just get on with it now, before someone called out and stopped him. Coming up with something resembling a farewell seemed a far more impossible task than what he was planning now. Dropping his gaze from the blocked out sun, Ardyn took a few steps down the road in the direction of Insomnia.]
shatteredlenses: Listen (Listen)

Nevah stop! \o/

[personal profile] shatteredlenses 2017-07-05 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
[The most frustrating part of the whole journey has been the unpredictability. They can plan and plan and plan, but nothing goes as planned. Vague clues given by the prophecy are just that. Vague, and leading to someplace they never ever thought they would be.

As Ignis watches the bleak sky, his mouth twists into a bitter smile. How sad it is that Ardyn saved him from one kind of eternal darkness when he took half his injury on, only for them to be stuck now in another kind of eternal darkness?

He doesn't blame the man like he is sure the others do. Everything happened so quickly and no one was expecting the crystal to do what it did. As heartbreaking as it was to lose Noctis so suddenly, they still have a duty to fulfill. They have to save as much of the world as they can so that when Noctis returns, there is something to return to. This whole thing has been moments of panic bracketed by long waits. As hard as it is now, they have to wait again. Gather what strength they can and have faith. If in nothing else, than in Noctis.

Of course, he's not surprised to see Ardyn on the road to Insomnia. Ignis has found himself staring in its direction. Wondering. Planning.

What worries him today is the dropped illusion. There is a finality in the action and he has the feeling that if he lets Ardyn go there will be no coming back. This isn't the usual kind of hunting trip that Ardyn is starting. This is the ultimate hunting trip. One, that alone, he can hope for no more than a stalemate in.

It's a good thing, then, that he's not alone.]


Aren't you forgetting something?

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thekingsglaive: (Let me explain you a thing)

Heeeey Iggy~ Though if you want me to change anything lmk!

[personal profile] thekingsglaive 2017-07-06 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
[He was living on borrowed time – he’d known that since Insomnia’s fall when the sun rose and he was still standing. Or, well, sitting if one wanted to get technical. The point was that he shouldn't have even seen past sunrise. He should have been dead among the rubble with Drautos. Either that or gone entirely. With the way his arm looked now – faintly glowing fissures running across his skin like a broken statue Nyx had a feeling he should be shattered, fading into ash.

Yet he was alive, breathing and moving. Nyx didn’t remember much about the events after the sun had rose. The next thing he actually remembered was stumbling towards a parked car, to Libertus shaking him while the Princess hoovering behind him with wide eyes. He was sure that he had given her a mirrored look. The next thing he remembered was sitting in the back of the car while they drove, speaking for the first time only to say "I should be dead", into the silence.

After that there only seemed to be one course of action. The two remaining Glaives stuck with Lunafreya despite her protests that it was too dangerous. The Kings of Lucis had given him more time then they'd initially agreed on for a reason and until this mess was settled he was sticking to her like glue, they'd fulfil Crowe's mission and escort her to Atlissa. Whether Lunafreya liked it or not she'd found herself with two bodyguards.

Then Altissa happened. Altissa happened and Lunafreya was dead and the only reason Chanciolor Izunia was still alive was because she’d asked Nyx and Libertus to make sure the civilians were safe during the chaos that would follow the rite. Nyx wanted to kick himself, wanted to scream. He should’ve stayed beside her, let Libertus and others handle evacuating people. He should have saved her. He should have-

Should have, could have, would have. What was the point on dwelling when you had limited time? So Nyx shoved the emotions aside, steeling himself despite how much it hurt. He couldn't just sit around and no nothing. He was still a Glaive, so that meant he still had a job to do.

Of course approaching Prince Noctis felt out of the question. Everyone believed the Glaives to have all perished and Nyx felt a little uneasy going near the Ring now that it was with its rightful owner. What if he shattered? How could he fulfill his mission then?

So they opted to follow the group. He'd tried to go on his own but Libertus had insisted they stick together which was annoying but Nyx couldn't deny his friend. It had been easy enough to follow the group on the train. Nyx spent a good portion of it pretending to be asleep with his hood up while they argued. When that seemed to settle down he cracked an eye open, watching the Prince and Councilor Amicitia's son storm off in separate directions. Nyx couldn't help himself, he let out a low whistle to himself. That sure was a scene.

He straightened in his seat watching the blond teenager say something to the fourth member of the party before rushing after the Prince. Without really thinking Nyx pushed himself up, walking the few seats that seperated him from the party and taking a seat across the aisle from Ignis.]


Your friends always like that?

[Approaching Noctis felt out of the question, but it probably wouldn't hurt to talk to his guard and Ignis seemed like the most approachable and competent person.]
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*drools over Mr. Ulric* What? Err..Um... Oh no, everything's just fine! hehehehe

[personal profile] shatteredlenses 2017-07-06 10:27 am (UTC)(link)
[Is his time with them now borrowed? Stolen? Counted in weeks, hours, minutes? While leaving Noctis is something Ignis doesn't want to think about, he knows he has no choice but to do just that. If he were the one making the decision, he would not leave until he was absolutely certain he could not keep up or until Noctis asked it of him. Gladio's opinion on the matter will be very different, though. Ignis is sure of that. How can the Shield accept letting a blind man--even one trained as well as Ignis is--stay with them? It's a valid question. How limited will his ability to help be? How useless has he become? Ignis isn't sure himself, but he knows he wants to try before giving up, and that is something that Gladio will fight tooth and nail to prevent. Once he's no longer being distracted by his anger at Noctis, that is.

Ignis sighs. Well, he's not completely useless anyway as he apparently is the only one who has noticed they are being followed. Two men, shadowing at a distance, but very certainly watching them. He doesn't need sight to know that. The footsteps of trained men sound different than those of others, and the footsteps of trained men with a purpose sound even different still. What do they want? Vengeance for Altissia? Glory for Niflheim? That he cannot tell just from footsteps, but perhaps it doesn't matter since not long after Prompto leaves him to chase down Noctis, the man who has been following closer decides to slide into the seat opposite him.

Gloved fingers close over the top of his cane as Ignis resists the urge to summon his daggers and answer the man's question by driving one into his throat. It wouldn't be hard considering how close they are, and he would likely have the element of surprise. After all, he's just a poor blind man left all alone by his companions.

But no, they have already made enough of a scene, and the man has had enough sense so far to keep this quiet. For now, they will merely talk and see where things go from there.]


Why ask a question you already know the answer to? Just because they haven't noticed our shadows, doesn't mean I am quite as blind.

:'P

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CONTINUES MAKING EVERYTHING WORSE

[personal profile] scourgingstars 2017-07-17 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
[Ignis--I do hope you can forgive me for this. I'm sorry to leave you behind now, as my closest and only friend in this world. But I haven't the ability to wait any longer. I maynot be able to kill the Chancellor, but I'm going to make sure he earns this hellscape he's created. Give my best to Noctis--I will meet you all in Insomnia.

-Ardyn Lucis Caelum
]

[That had been five years ago. When Noctis finally emerged from the Crystal, his three-man Kingsglaive welcomed him back before continuing on to where things had all begun and where they would end. They were greeted by an Insomnia in ruins following the attack of Diamond Weapon and the activation of the Old Wall; what still stood was hollow and empty.]

[The streets were littered with ruined Niflheim airships and the scattered remains of magitek troopers that fell victim to blades and even crossbow bolts, concrete scarred by the remnants of high-level elemental magic. The same followed wherever they went in the daemon-infested ruins; remnants of Niflheim's army had been present, each and every last one cut down before they'd arrived.]

[That didn't make the city easy to navigate; for as tight a grip as the plague held upon the world, Insomnia was the root of the infection, gripping the heart of the entire planet. Swarm after swarm of daemon appeared in front of them, and eventually they had to find an area to rest in even if for a matter of hours. For whatever value time even held anymore.]

[It was around then that a sound could be heard on the other side of the door and a distance away, likely audible only to one who was awake, attentive, and with slightly sharper hearing than most. Were someone like that to follow it, they would find one Ardyn Lucis Caelum on the floor just down the hallway with the Sword of the Mystic vanishing from his hand, slumped against the wall as if his legs had given out. His coat was missing and he was covered in the blackened dissolving miasma one might mistake for late-stage Starscourge, if they didn't know his blood was just as black...but the scarring half-covered by his hair marked that he was definitely the Ardyn that wasn't a threat to them.]
shatteredlenses: Action (Action)

AH YESSSS!

[personal profile] shatteredlenses 2017-07-17 06:24 am (UTC)(link)
[Despite the fact that Ignis knew someday--and probably soon considering how restless Ardyn had gotten--he would find his friend gone, his heart still clenched in pain when he found the note. Many things had gotten worse over the last five years, but some things had gotten better in part because of Ardyn's help. Had those small hopeful moments caused him to think maybe Ardyn would stay after all?

No, Ignis knew better than that. Ardyn leaving was just as set in fate as everything else had been. Still, he would have liked to have been able to see him off no matter how painful it was.

Over the next five years, Ignis often found himself staring down the road toward Insomnia. Part of him wanted to go, but most of him knew he couldn't. He just hated the thought of Ardyn fighting so long all alone.

He'd begun wondering--fearing even--how long they might have to wait and then, just like that, Noctis was back and Insomnia was in view. Great. Ruined. Cold. Empty.

Was Ardyn still fighting somewhere out there? What would they find when they finally made it to the heart of the city?

Sleep didn't come often for Ignis after Noctis left and it came even less frequently after Ardyn left, so he is wide awake when the soft sound reaches his ears. At first, he dismisses it as some daemon come too close to their resting place, but it goes on too long for that, so slowly and quietly, Ignis slips out of the room. His quiet lasts only long enough for him to realize the true source of the sound and then everything is driven from his mind except making his way to his friend.

Quite honestly, when he falls to his knees next to Ardyn, he's not sure what to do. There is so much blood, but he's immortal and there is no way normal curatives will work on someone who has daemons in their very blood.]


Tell me what I can do.


[Not an order, but a plea. After five years, there has to be something he can do. Anything.]

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scourgingstars: (i will not speak of your sin)

takes a hammer to canon because i'm not about that life

[personal profile] scourgingstars 2017-08-05 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
[The night wore on, yet the end was finally in sight. The source of it all--the hollow corpse that had long since ceased to be human--was gone, for now. All that remained was for the king to ascend. The final remnant of the plague which blocked out the sun would disappear with the coming of a new dawn.]

['Walk tall, my friends.']

[Ardyn watched the last of his line--his father's line, his brother's line--turn and face his destiny. Maybe, just for an instant, part of him felt regret...felt it should have been him, that Noctis deserved so much more than to sacrifice himself for the good of the world.]

[But he said none of that, turning his back to the Citadel steps with the others. It was darkest before the dawn, and the daemons were closing in even with the avatar of the scourge itself standing before them. They wouldn't need to be held off long--which was quite alright with Ardyn, because he wouldn't have long himself.]

[And while the four of them didn't have much more difficulty than usual, after a short while Ardyn felt something sharp and painful screaming beneath his skin as even the stronger daemons left alive began to stagger. So this was it, was it? The prophecy would come to pass at last, and the real savior would die with the false one--]

[...Wait. Was that--was that really what had to happen? The prophecy had never spoken of Ardyn Lucis Caelum's hand in things; the gods themselves could not account for it. If he was going to die anyway, then...]

[Ardyn scowled against the writhing pain of the shadows that animated a walking corpse and threw his hand out; the others' weapons were replaced by their preferred Royal Arms, in red instead of Noctis' blue. They'd have to survive a little longer without his backup, but Ardyn believed they would manage. In his hand the Sword of the Mystic manifested and was thrown clear up the Citadel steps; Ardyn vanishing in a long trail of magenta.]

[If he was going to die anyway, then it wouldn't matter if he took one more death with him.]

[Dawn broke over the horizon and began to filter into the broken throne room, over a scene of quiet desperation. The Sword of the Father, bloodstained and discarded on the floor as a man who once thought himself chosen knelt before the throne with his hand extended. Noctis, in his rightful place as king of Lucis, mortal wound in his chest gradually stitching itself together under the light coming off of his ancestor's hand. Ardyn, blood running black as night--and, as the sun rose, bright crimson--staining his clothes and the cracked marble steps of the throne room.]

[By the time the daemons had vanished and the morning had come, there were a pair of Lucian kings within the Citadel, breathing shallowly and in desperate need of nearly every last curative in reserve just to survive.]

[But survive they did; Noctis awoke first, a matter of days later as if he hadn't briefly touched death at all. As if it had simply been taken from his shoulders altogether. The only proof it had happened at all was the complete disappearance of the Chancellor of Niflheim and a brutal scar on his chest.]

[That scar had a match on Ardyn Lucis Caelum, joining countless others that littered his body as well as the one that had claimed his left eye ten years before. But he still existed in defiance of all reason; unconscious and stable in a Lestallum hospital even a week later, but alive and human despite everything.]
shatteredlenses: Action (Action)

Did you notice your post was the 404th comment? 404: Canon not found! Lets do this! :-D

[personal profile] shatteredlenses 2017-08-05 11:23 am (UTC)(link)
['Walk tall, my friends.'

How many times during the last 10 years had Ignis wondered if this moment would ever come? Too many to count. Too many to remember, and yet here the time finally is. One king is walking away never to return and another, standing by his side, will only have to the sunrise to live in those words.

If they are even meant for him.

The daemons give Ignis little time to think on this, and perhaps it is for the best. Ignis doesn't want these last moments with his kings to be filled with that familiar anger at the fact the others still don't really accept or trust Ardyn. It doesn't matter. It won't change anything. For now, they just need to fight and give Noctis the time he needs.

As always, Ignis stays close to Ardyn as they battle, still covering the man's blind side as he promised he would so long ago. That is the reason he is the first to see the pain that begins to afflict the healer-king; the first to notice the appearance of the Royal Arms; the first to turn a questioning gaze to Ardyn as he turns toward the stairs.

There is no time for his questions to leave his throat, though. Ignis has to dodge out of the range of a Red Giant's sword swing and by the time he can turn back, all that remains of Ardyn's presence is the red after images produced during his warp. He's never wanted to follow the man more than he wants to now. Had something occurred to him that might help sway the battle? Was there some way to save Noctis after all?

Would Ardyn be sacrificing himself to do it? The man always felt he would not survive the night. He'd said it so much that Ignis had but no choice to being to believe it as well, but...

Ignis is pulled out of his thoughts when he sees Gladio and Prompto pausing and then falling back toward the stairs and the doors. What are they doing? Surely, they don't think Ardyn is betraying them now of all times?

As the daemons press in closer, Ignis tosses a small fire spell behind his fellows, effectively cutting off their retreat. Their eyes firmly on him, he points aggressively at the daemons before them.]


We have our orders! They still need time!

[No matter what Ardyn is doing, the three of them cannot abandon their posts. Noctis can't be allowed to fail because they couldn't trust. Ignis isn't sure what he will do if the others don't listen to him, but fortunately, he doesn't have to figure that out. Gladio and Prompto turn back to the fight, throwing themselves completely into it once more.

Ignis has no idea how much time passes before the remaining daemons suddenly stop, and as one, release the the most unholy screech he has ever heard. There is only silence once the sound stops and then light as the sun breaks the horizon for the first time in ten years.

The sun's light has barely hit the pavement, the daemons have barely finished crumbling to ash, before Ignis is sprinting up the stairs, long legs taking them more than one at a time without thought. Dodging rubble and damaged floors barely slows him, his feet only coming to a rest once he's slammed open the doors to the throne room.

There's blood, so much blood. A deep red sea around the stillness of those by the throne. Ignis' heart aches as he realizes what Ardyn had to have been trying to do. If he was going to die anyway, why not take that which would kill Noctis with him? But it had been too much. Too much for any one healer to manage.

The first rays of light finally slide in through broken windows as Ignis takes a slow step forward toward his fallen kings. He can feel the sobs trying to work their way up his throat, but before they can free themselves something catches his eye.

Movement. Faint, but from both of them. Breath. Life.

His slow steps become a sprint, hands fumbling to pull together all the curatives they have left. Ignis doesn't bother to turn back when he hears Prompto and Gladio's curious questions. Instead, orders fall from his tongue as he drops to his knees and begins tending to their wounds.]


Get your bloody asses up here and help me! They're alive! Both of them!

[It's a near thing. Everyone gives all they have and both are eventually stable. But, the work doesn't end there. Not even once Noctis is awake does the work end. They have a kingdom to rebuild. They have people to help. They have a king to let the world see. If Ignis thought himself tired before, he is even more so now, but that doesn't stop him from making his way to Ardyn's bedside every night. He'll wait as long as he has to for his healer-king to awaken, one hand holding Ardyn's while the other navigates his phone dealing with whatever work comes in.

The quiet is a relief after such a busy day, though Ignis would give it up in a heartbeat to hear Ardyn's voice again. There is much to tell him, but nothing he wants to tell him more than how nice it is that the others finally understand.

How good it feels to have them look at Ardyn and see him the way that Ignis always has.]
Edited (But of COURSE this book has typos in it. LOL!) 2017-08-05 11:24 (UTC)

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[personal profile] irishfriskey 2017-08-13 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
[is it bad that i want both your gil and your ignis for something... let me know if it's okay or not and I can write up starters for both.]
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[personal profile] shatteredlenses 2017-08-18 09:48 am (UTC)(link)
[I haven't played Gil in a while and I dunno that I am in the right mindset for him so soon after my surgery. Why don't we stick to Ignis for now if you don't mind? We can see if I can wake Gil a little later. :-) ]
scourgingstars: (another head aches another heart breaks)

i could be doing many other things but what if i did this instead

[personal profile] scourgingstars 2017-09-13 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
[Recovery happened on all fronts as recovery tended to do; gradually. Ardyn blended in to the slowly rebuilding Insomnia surprisingly well, having taken to wearing Crownsguard black and coloring his hair a slightly darker shade of red, tied in a short disheveled ponytail. A pair of dark sunglasses hid one yellow eye and half-concealed scarring on the other, and ultimately it was difficult to tell that 'defected Niflheim general Nadir Vaullerey' had much more than a passing resemblance to the deceased Chancellor. The only damning evidence was the short orange scarf perpetually looped around his neck, which Ardyn had refused to compromise on for some unstated reason.]

[For a while, his efforts were directed at dismantling the fallen Niflheim airships scattered near the Citadel. He would agree that yes, Aldercapt had been out of his gods-damned mind and no, remaking Solheim would help no one. But the other side of the coin that he passionately argued was this: the world would need all the support it could get, and there was no reason not to at least consider basic magitek down the line if it would help them rebuild. It was hardly any great leap from Lestallum's power plant, he pointed out, and that had saved countless lives over the past decade.]

[Apart from that, working with machines seemed to be something Ardyn genuinely liked doing. Even if 'working with machines' often meant he'd be found half hanging out of an engine pulling it apart and cursing under his breath in some archaic language, with one pile of salvageable parts and another of twisted junk metal lying nearby. (On rarer occasions, he'd be a little harder to find but doing much the same--working on an abandoned violet convertible that had been found behind the Citadel.)]

[It was a distraction as much as it was a helpful contribution. Though Ardyn's memories were in a better state, 'better' was very, very subjective when it came to him. He rarely spoke on the darker parts of it; he rarely spoke of it at all, really.]


...so naturally, I drank the entire poisoned wine bottle in a single breath and looked across the table to say it would be horrendously rude not to offer him the last glass. I've never seen a would-be assassin turn white quite so fast.

[Except to make light of it in a way only he could, behind the wheel of that recovered and repaired convertible on a dusty Leiden road between Insomnia and Cauthess.]

It turns out Niflheim nobility around the year five hundred or so would, in fact, rather die than seem impolite.
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You could, but few of those things would make my inbox as happy as this does. :-D

[personal profile] shatteredlenses 2017-09-13 01:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[A soft snort slips from Ignis' lips as he sits with his head back, eyes closed, determined to enjoy the breeze even if the dust the car also kicks up is a little less enjoyable.]

And the others complain about me being too polite in most cases. I see your flair for the dramatic has only improved over time, much like a good wine.

[As gradual as the healing and rebuilding has been, sometimes it seems like only yesterday he was waiting in a hospital room hoping that night would be the one Ardyn finally woke from his injuries. Yet, here they are, relieved of their duties to the Crown for the moment and off to take care of a more personal duty.

Truth be told, Ignis had been surprised at how easily Noctis had approved their leave. He'd expected to have to fight more for it since so much was still going on in the Crown City. Instead, Noctis had said yes without even letting Ignis explain the reason for the trip. The new King had merely insisted the real reason didn't matter since officially it was going to be listed as 'Give Specs some time off before he snaps' in the records anyway.

Part of Ignis can't help but wonder if 'Get Ardyn away from me so I don't have to talk about magitek for a while,' is just as valid a reason for the quickly approved leave.]


Have I mentioned that this is good timing recently? I've been hearing rumors again that some of the new cadets have been talking about making 'improvements' to the reformed Nif's beloved car, and I really wasn't looking forward to needing to find a way of keeping you from committing murder. Especially when I would have felt they deserved it. I have warned them before, after all.

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