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Noctis Caelum

"You got Noctis. Do the thing."

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[mercurio]

If you wanted me to shoot you, you could just ask.

[lock and load--but he's teasing. he won't point the gun he's holding at noctis]

[kittycaterer]

[ Noctis knows Prompto doesn’t mean it seriously, so he can easily play along. He perks an eyebrow. ]

I’d bet money I could dodge every single shot.

[ Dont threaten him with a good time. ]

[mercurio]

Really?

Let's do it.

[kittycaterer]

[ Oh snap. ]

For real?

[ Huh. Okay then. Noctis pats at his own knees and gets up. ]

Might as well make a full spar out of it then.

[ Still smirking. ]

Not sure if I’ve told you, but I’ve got a few more tricks up my sleeve.

[mercurio]

Yeah. I mean, if you're sure of it. I can take my paintball gun instead.

[continues organizing his guns so he can put them down in the box]

You need to get your sword?

[kittycaterer]

Yup.

[ Noctis reaches down and snatches a pistol again, holding it by the barrel towards Prompto. ]

Go big or go home.

[ Hes dead serious. ]

[mercurio]

[he looks up, hesitating before holding the gun]

Are you sure? We could get in trouble and, besides, I don't want to shoot you...

[kittycaterer]

You’re not going to be able to.

[ Still smirking, he waves the gun a little. ]

Trust me.

[mercurio]

I don't know if I should consider this hot or a mistake.

[fine, fine. he takes it, gets up, and puts the rest of the guns inside the box before putting everything back in the broom closet. he tosses the duffel bag in his room and makes sure no one would notice the closet door was even opened.]

Hot mistake?

[he gives noctis a look, patting his back before holstering the gun at the back of his trousers. it's hidden by his coat, it's fine.]

[kittycaterer]

[ Honestly, he should be regretting this in a way, but now he’s feeling a whole new outlook on this. Weird nostalgia that doesn’t make sense. And also, yeah, this is a bit thrilling in a way. Noctis is pleased when Prompto takes his gun back. ]

The former.

[ A very hot mistake. Noctis starts walking towards the door, waving his hand in the air as he jokes: ]

If you land a shot, stick your finger in it and twist it around. That’ll be hot.

[ Please don’t actually.

But Noctis trusts Prompto. ]

[mercurio]

Dude, that's gross that's what.

[he makes a face at that, grabbing for his keys and turning off the lights as he leads the way outside]

If I land a shot I'm leaving you there in the cold ground and you figure out what to do, to be honest.

You wanna drive us to the empty lot?