[Noctis had good intentions, at first. He was going to study! He'd managed to get into college back home, so it's not like he was a slouch or anything. But, well. The road to hell is paved with good intentions, isn't it?
A cafe isn't an ideal place to nap, but Noctis feels - drained. He usually feels drained, but that just means it's totally fine to take a few minutes to rest his head down on his books and... he's out like a light.
He might start snoring, if you give him time.]
b; excuse me, sir, that's my mental health dog
[The Aralez reminds Noct of the two dogs one of his friends had, a long time ago. While he's not sure it's a Messenger, it's not not a Messenger, and it's adorable.]
Hey, there...
[He's being drowned in doggy kisses. This is amazing.]
You're a good boy, aren't you?
d; exposition
There's a pretty old legend in my home about a sacred healer that turned to the daemons for power, betraying his brother and trying to doom his kingdom. They said that in two thousand years time, a chosen king would be born that would be able to free that healer from his pain and banish the daemons from their home.
It got pretty old, honestly. Some people, it's all they talk about.
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[Noctis had good intentions, at first. He was going to study! He'd managed to get into college back home, so it's not like he was a slouch or anything. But, well. The road to hell is paved with good intentions, isn't it?
A cafe isn't an ideal place to nap, but Noctis feels - drained. He usually feels drained, but that just means it's totally fine to take a few minutes to rest his head down on his books and... he's out like a light.
He might start snoring, if you give him time.]
b; excuse me, sir, that's my mental health dog
[The Aralez reminds Noct of the two dogs one of his friends had, a long time ago. While he's not sure it's a Messenger, it's not not a Messenger, and it's adorable.]
Hey, there...
[He's being drowned in doggy kisses. This is amazing.]
You're a good boy, aren't you?
d; exposition
There's a pretty old legend in my home about a sacred healer that turned to the daemons for power, betraying his brother and trying to doom his kingdom. They said that in two thousand years time, a chosen king would be born that would be able to free that healer from his pain and banish the daemons from their home.
It got pretty old, honestly. Some people, it's all they talk about.