fae_wildest | Reflections from the Night Before

J-Dawg

my bro from another ho

Puck

Did you get the name of that naiad last night?

J-Dawg

Are you fucking kidding me? I should punch you in the junk rn. My M O T H E R is livid

Puck

Oh, that explains a few things.

Puck

Uh, can you get someone with fire magic to come and help me de-ice the walls?

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You wake up a little bleary-eyed and fuzzy-minded. It's strange. You don't really remembering overindulging last night, and yet here you are with the distinct sense that somehow you weren't making the best decisions. Faerie magic is funny like that.

But it's probably fine. It's not like you made any really poor life decisions, right? Like drunk-mirroring your fellow Faewild guests?

Oh. Oh no.

Better check your messages, and see what's in your Reflections from the Night Before.

All right, dears, you know the drill. Your characters have found themselves firing off (perhaps) ill-advised texts. Choose from the horrifying archive of text based debauchery or craft your own bespoke messages.

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Maybe, according to some people.

[Like Gladio. Gladio is always teasing him about his ego.]

I'm not sure that's the best question to ask, considering what our interaction consisted of.

[That's what people do after the date. Or at least as far as he understands, based on various media he's consumed. Nevermind the fact that he's never actually had the time for actual dating.]

Hm, then you are normally surrounded by sane people.

[Or so she thinks. Noctis hasn't told her about his friends, but to be fair, she hasn't spilled anything about her own friends either. So, yeah.]

Perhaps I merely wanted to get that out of the way. Did you never consider that I went along with that for research purposes?

[His friends? Sane? Yes and no. Noctis will have to remedy that. It's actually kind of a shock he hasn't mentioned them. Though he and Wednesday were otherwise occupied at the time.]

Research? Uh huh. You that dedicated to your grades that you do homework even when stranded in a whole other world? Ok. I'll bite.

[And this is how she can clue in to the fact that he's more than just a 'pretty face.' Believe it or not, top of his class! Sadly intelligent, but not exactly wise.]

So what's your hypothesis?

[Look, there wasn't much room for talking during that time, and it's not as if she's been very forth giving about her own friends.]

Everything about life is helped by research. How else do you think you grow as a person, if you follow that new age tripe? Science is just experiments built upon the experiments of those before us.

[She holds little for anyone who judges others upon looks. They're hardly useful in the grand scheme of things. Wisdom, however, she'd have preferred, it's true.]

My hypothesis? Well, the whole point of that is to be able to repeat the experiment and get data within the acceptable levels. For a one time occurrence, I suppose it was pleasant enough.

Pleasant enough?

So... you wouldn't mind doing it again...?

[Then he realizes what he just sent. It's a good thing this is just text, because his face is really red!]

U... under similar circumstances...

[That's right, tsun your way out of it Noct.]

[She takes a while to respond, not quite sure how she truly feels about everything. Eventually, she comes up with something that is true enough for her to send to him.]

Under similar circumstances where we are both under the compulsion of fae magic, I suppose I wouldn't be adverse to repeating it.

But let's hope that we don't get caught in that situation again. It's mortifying that we were in the first place.

Reflections from the Night Before

We still doing that thread btw?

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