LET'S PLAY {open post}

[nascere]

[ open. texts, messages, rp prompts and starters. gen & nsfw. ]

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SMOOCHES U

[nascere]

[ That there is increased availability of essential commodities had been one of the top priorities -- they had opened up transportation pathways and roads, because rebuilding cannot happen if your people are parched and starving. Food and water had been first, followed by power. Everything else had come after.

Now, they are steadily building on these inroads and pathways, with the Citadel rendering aid everywhere they can. They have come a long way, even if they have further to go. This afternoon, however, Noctis finds spending time with him a most precious gift -- there is something about watching Ignis eat cheesecake that is impossibly alluring, his enjoyment of food something so surprisingly addicting that he can't tear his eyes away.

Does he remember, he wonders? Is he aware of all the memories within these walls, the evenings they'd shared here as lovers and equals? He can't bring himself to ask, and it's just as well, because Ignis' next words surprise him. ]

Of course. [ It's quick, but Ignis has always been this way, driven and hyper-competent, efficient and bright and hardworking to a fault. ] What do you have in mind?

[broments]

[ The cheesecake is good. Delightfully so, soft and sweet and the crust on the bottom is the perfect texture. Ignis measures all of it as if he has the grounds to criticize food he can't ever recall eating in his past and then steals another bite while he considers. What could he do? What good is he like this, in all actuality?

He can fight, of course; Ardyn made certain of that during the period of long dark where Ignis had been made to fight the very people he had taken an oath to protect. He'd been trained a thousand different ways in fighting by Gladiolus, by other members of the Crownsguard back before everything went to complete and utter shit. He had value in that, at the very least but what good was he when fighting wasn't something directly necessary these days?

While he recalls bits and pieces of his former job as adviser he knows that he won't recall enough to be directly helpful in a way that Noctis needs. Now that he can see, however, he knows he can figure something out. He is nothing if not determined. ]

Perhaps not all of the same tasks as before, unfortunately. I can attend Crownsguard training with Prompto; it may be a rehash of items I'm already aware of but a refresh wouldn't hurt. And I -- well. My mind wasn't damaged, just my memories, as far as I can tell. I can still organize things and provide structure.