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ɪɢɴɪs sᴄɪᴇɴᴛɪᴀ ([personal profile] broments) wrote in [personal profile] nascere 2018-01-01 04:12 pm (UTC)

Please don't joke about your death, especially in my room.

[ For how mildly it's murmured, Ignis' face looks awful for a moment, because he can imagine it instantly and without any sort of guessing as to how it'd look. He may not have seen someone in real life have that happen to them, but deal with enough death and enough gore and you learn what will probably happen, what to expect. The long period of darkness left too many dead and Ignis has no trouble at all with his traitorous mind whispering that it would be ironic to lose Noctis during an affair like this, rather than in that awful period.

Noctis is going to make himself welcome no matter what he says so Ignis turns back to his phone, waiting for the bed to shift. ( Noctis would leave if he told him. He just needs to be strong enough to. )

Of course, he asks another question he probably doesn't want the answer to. ]


Are you feeling particularly masochistic tonight, or just trying to see where you can dig the blade in to me?

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