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Ignis Scientia ([personal profile] shatteredlenses) wrote2017-08-04 10:09 pm
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This is Ignis.  Please leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as possible.  Storyteller willing, I may actually be able to read messages left for me soon.
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And, no, your Highness, this doesn't mean I will be too busy to make sure you eat your vegetables. 
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[personal profile] scourgingstars 2018-02-14 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
Don't tell me what to do, I'm not Noctis. [He tried so hard to make that sound like a joke, but it only came out in the same insistent but not yet frantic tone.]

I'm telling you, I'm not worth that. I've long since had and lost my chance, and I would sooner wish to be alone again than cause pain for the only friends I've had in two thousand years.

[Ardyn leaned his forehead lightly against the adviser's, words unsteady and trailing off.]

Why can none of you just...let me accept that fate for myself...?
crosslaced: (ah?)

[personal profile] crosslaced 2018-02-14 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
[He didn't come here with clandestine intentions, but he's starting to suspect Ignis has something behind his words. curious. Is this a play against him? He didn't think the man was capable, but Laurent's been proven wrong before. Or, more innocently, is there merely something personal on Scienta’s mind?

Maybe Noctis died. Laurent hasn't been keeping track.]


And what are you planning to do with what's left of Monsun?

[Maybe Prompto. Maybe Ardyn? Is Ardyn high enough on Ignis’ social rankings to count? Maybe it's one of Ignis’ ten fucking children or however many he's attached to.]

It sounds like something’s on your mind.
Edited 2018-02-14 04:07 (UTC)
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[personal profile] scourgingstars 2018-02-15 09:18 am (UTC)(link)
[He tilted his head just slightly into the touch, quiet at first before finding the words to answer.]

Hope has been gone for me for a very long time, little flame. I'm well beyond any salvation except only in death.
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[personal profile] scourgingstars 2018-02-17 10:04 am (UTC)(link)
No--I'm the one that needs to apologize. I'll not be able to protect you any longer, so please stay out of trouble. I-...people need you around here.

[His voice dropped to something shaky and quiet, a light hand brushing Ignis' hair from his face.]

And if you'll not accept farewell, then at least allow me to say goodbye, whether temporary or permanent.

[Ardyn closed the short distance between them for no more than a half-second, brushing the briefest and feather-light kiss against Ignis' lips before pulling back.]

...I'm sorry. I don't ask your forgiveness--I don't deserve it after all I've done. But please--no matter what happens, no matter how insistent you are upon this point...don't let me hurt you again.
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[personal profile] crosslaced 2018-02-18 11:48 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, you've seen through my intentions.

[There is something sardonic, even bitter, in his reply. Not too much though, and it's gone by his next sentence.]

If I wanted to lecture you, you would know it by now. But since you brought it up, how is-

[Now that it's been brought up, wasn't there talk of moving Ardyn off Monsun? It's just a shame some effects don't transplant, Ignis is saying, and it occurs to Laurent that most of the survivors are good enough without that island. This game is full of do-gooders, and then there’s- ]

-Ardyn?
Edited (coding issues, sorry!) 2018-02-18 11:49 (UTC)
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[personal profile] crosslaced 2018-02-25 09:35 am (UTC)(link)
[You hero types and your color blindness.

… Ignis is entirely blind, but that's still no excuse??]


Oh, you've noticed? I thought you'd be too hellbent on dragging him back. That's all I've heard being discussed around here.
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[personal profile] scourgingstars 2018-02-25 07:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[The touch set a faint shudder through his body--just the physical contact with a real living, warm human was enough to send a shock like the current of a Thunder spell through an undead, unliving form. Ardyn leaned into it, gloved hand resting against Ignis' jawline in silent encouragement. When they broke apart, a hesitant and tired laugh echoed quiet in the back of his throat.]

I've done everything wrong, my magnificent little flame. There's no separating the two of us now. My spite is the fuel for his vengeance, and his fury is my own. Don't forgive me. Don't fail to hold me accountable for the people I've hurt and the world I've left in ruin.

And don't let me do anything else to you. This heart couldn't take that, even if I'll not care once this is over.
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[personal profile] scourgingstars 2018-03-01 04:49 am (UTC)(link)
I know. But I can't let you chase after a memory when you only risk hurting yourself in the process. That's the last thing I would ever wish after you've been so kind to me.
crosslaced: (another sideeye)

cw: suicidal ideation

[personal profile] crosslaced 2018-03-01 11:14 am (UTC)(link)
It doesn't occur to you that Monsun might be beyond the Storyteller’s influence? It's a possible escape route. You don't understand the way such a mind works. If I didn't have someone to look after I might have tested it myself.

[He's not saying he understands Ardyn, he certainly doesn't, but there’s something to be said about men who don't entirely mean it when they chase power.

-- I didn't understand what being king meant to you.

-- What's that?

-- An end to fighting.


Laurent responds to that highly incriminating pause with a light huff, something like the beginnings of laughter. ]


Is that what you are to each other? People- 'friends'?

[‘Friend’? What a sweet sounding word. Ignis calling Laurent a friend had not stopped him from moving islands to be with his other friends, had not enticed him to the temple once in January to check on- surely he had at least one ‘friend’ there. Muffet. Tataru, maybe, or if nothing else all the children sheltering there. You will have a friend across the border, Damen had said. They were not friends. To use such a platitude to describe what they had is frankly an insult to Damen's goodness.

Perhaps that's what these two are. In the absence of anything else they could use, saying they’re friends.]


I suppose it's something you need to tell yourself, not me. How’s the food situation? I expect a warning if you can no longer feed Damianos or myself.
Edited (cws) 2018-03-01 11:17 (UTC)
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[personal profile] scourgingstars 2018-03-03 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
This is a memory best left forgotten. For your sake and for the king you've sworn to, rather than the one history left behind. You can scarcely serve the Chosen King at all if you're risking your life for my sake instead--especially knowing I'm to be his worst enemy.
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[personal profile] crosslaced 2018-03-04 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
[‘I wouldn't place either of you in danger of starvation’, Ignis says.]

Not even me? You're extremely diplomatic.

[But don't worry, it's mostly the soulless monsters that think this way and there aren't many of them. I mean this literally, Laurent sold his soul for bling. And some other stuff but that’s irrelevant. ]

Don’t say you wouldn’t put your life on the line for such odds if it would help your prince. [called out?] Death isn't even a steep price here, it's an inconvenience.

[He listens, and it's almost funny hearing someone else struggle with the same tarpit he drowned in. He's run that race last fall, grasshopper, but fine- it's rude to laugh at things like this. Laurent's voice is perfectly when he replies. He would have stabbed a man if they responded otherwise, and he wouldn't expect less out of Ignis.]

Of course it's complicated. Damianos killed my brother and I had his back flayed for it. The most personal things are the hardest to see greys in.

I didn’t pester you out of reading too many romance novels the last time, for the record.
Edited 2018-03-04 05:15 (UTC)
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[personal profile] scourgingstars 2018-03-05 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
I can't help you. No matter how I wish to, there is nothing in my power that will aid you in this. I don't-...understand why you-...why you can't just-...

[Ardyn's voice cracked and broke off, lowering his head to rest against Ignis's shoulder.]

...you can't save me. I can't change that which fate has written for me, but Noctis might yet see some kind of chance somehow.

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