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Noctis Lucis Caelum ([personal profile] nocts) wrote2021-08-07 04:53 am
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[personal profile] luciing 2021-08-10 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ Early afternoon, Noctis will receive the following message, unsolicited: ]

where ar ee

delete extra e

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[ Forgive him, he’s a 2k-year old spirit who’s terrible at texting. ]
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[personal profile] luciing 2021-08-12 09:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[ As Noctis will soon find out, his ancestor is slow to respond. Possibly because he's horrendous at texting.

But at least it seems that he's making an effort, slow as it may be. ]


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[ Another lengthy delay before the rest of the message is sent off. ]

shall meet you there
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[personal profile] luciing 2021-08-16 08:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[ And here he arrives, looking no different from the day they had first met within this realm, still dressed in his robes and expression still set with that same level of grimness. The man has remained untouched by time… or location, as it were.

The training grounds and the fields used to practice magic are an area he frequents himself, as there is no shortage of those who wish to exercise with Avalon’s boons. Moreover, all off-worlder’s charge is to provide and cultivate their various magics in order to aid the realm.

Today, this is not why he’s here.

Once spotting him, Somnus crosses the field. ]
Hail, Chosen. [ He pauses after the greeting, waiting for his descendent to turn his attention from the targets. ]