[ twelve years serving under drautos and he'd never realized the man was general glauca. never realized luche and tredd's bitterness would have them selling out to the empire because they'd rather trade a king for a tyrant. plenty of bitterness for nyx to mull over.
but, ravus turns, mentions lunafreya doing her duty and that - makes nyx shake his head a little. should he tell ravus that his best friend told him prince noctis disappeared, that the sun went away?
... no, maybe it's better to hold that to himself. libertus said he was trying to have faith the prince would return. and this way nyx can pass it on. ]
Well, the young king's not like his father. I think he's got a good chance.
[ ... and after a moment, that common thread of being a brother relents. ]
[The difference between them, Ravus thinks, is that he had known that he was surrounded by backstabbers and pathetic sycophants in the Imperial Army. Nyx had made the mistake of trusting his allies. More fool him.]
He may yet redeem his line.
[Ravus has to believe he will, else Lunafreya's sacrifice will be in vain.
Nyx speaks again, and Ravus' eyes go wide. If this is a trick, it's unspeakably cruel.]
[The sheer incongruity of being called 'buddy' halts him. No one has dared speak to him so casually in... ever. It's too baffling to process for a moment.
But the hand on his wrist --his whole wrist, not the magitek replacement-- feels scorching, even though layers of fabric. Ravus so rarely touches anyone outside of combat.
He jerks his arm away, instinctively curling it close to chest.]
If any would seek to keep me from my sister's side, they will know my blade.
[Anger is the easiest emotion, the most familiar retreat, and Ravus almost hopes someone tries to bar his path, so he can fight his way through. Because the other thing Nyx said...
He'd made his peace with Lunafreya, before her death. She would want to see him...
...even though he'd failed to save her. Even though he'd tried to stop her.... His voice goes low. Rage is the crutch keeping him from the collapse into despair.]
She will see me, Glaive. Speak not of things you do not understand.
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[ twelve years serving under drautos and he'd never realized the man was general glauca. never realized luche and tredd's bitterness would have them selling out to the empire because they'd rather trade a king for a tyrant. plenty of bitterness for nyx to mull over.
but, ravus turns, mentions lunafreya doing her duty and that - makes nyx shake his head a little. should he tell ravus that his best friend told him prince noctis disappeared, that the sun went away?
... no, maybe it's better to hold that to himself. libertus said he was trying to have faith the prince would return. and this way nyx can pass it on. ]
Well, the young king's not like his father. I think he's got a good chance.
[ ... and after a moment, that common thread of being a brother relents. ]
Lunafreya - I ran into her up on the station.
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He may yet redeem his line.
[Ravus has to believe he will, else Lunafreya's sacrifice will be in vain.
Nyx speaks again, and Ravus' eyes go wide. If this is a trick, it's unspeakably cruel.]
She... she is here? How? Where?
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Like I said - I ran into her up on the station, I haven't run into her since everyone got the phone situation sorted out.
[ But it's only a matter of time, he thinks, hopes. ]
The 'how', your guess is as good as mine. The same way I'm here instead of ash, I guess.
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Ravus' fists clench, and his human hand shakes.]
Then I must find her.
[The 'how' no longer matters, so long as it is true. He turns to quit the shop.]
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[ Nyx reaches out with one hand, catches Ravus' by the wrist. He's not intending to stop him completely, just hold him off for a second. ]
Ravus. Just be careful, okay? City's pretty big and she might want some time to herself, too.
[ Yes, he must remind Ravus he's probably persona non grata. ]
There's other people from Lucis here that might not take so well to seeing you, as a heads up.
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But the hand on his wrist --his whole wrist, not the magitek replacement-- feels scorching, even though layers of fabric. Ravus so rarely touches anyone outside of combat.
He jerks his arm away, instinctively curling it close to chest.]
If any would seek to keep me from my sister's side, they will know my blade.
[Anger is the easiest emotion, the most familiar retreat, and Ravus almost hopes someone tries to bar his path, so he can fight his way through. Because the other thing Nyx said...
He'd made his peace with Lunafreya, before her death. She would want to see him...
...even though he'd failed to save her. Even though he'd tried to stop her.... His voice goes low. Rage is the crutch keeping him from the collapse into despair.]
She will see me, Glaive. Speak not of things you do not understand.