Drifting to the Deep End

[kingslight]

Who: Regis Lucis Caelum CXIII & Noctis Lucis Caelum
What: A long and emotionally painful conversation between father and son.
Where: The kitchen of their makeshift apartment in Hadriel.
When: Current
Warnings: Mentions of death & violence. Allusions to emotional torture. Post-KingsGlaive: FFXV & possible Chapter 13 SPOILERS.


[Never has it ever been more of an ordeal to keep his mind busy until now. Regis actually misses the complexity of his kingly life. Having this amount of downtime weighs heavily on his conscious and sanity both. So used to being on the move despite his bad leg, Regis finds it oddly disturbing to have such peace now. Of course, it's all just an elaborate illusion at best. Hadriel isn't remotely peaceful, not even in the slightest. However, Regis confined himself to the solitude that this humble apartment offers and hasn't regretted it yet. While his mind constantly tends to wander by its own volition, Regis did what he could to ignore it.

How unlike the King of Light to take up menial chores to ease his weary mind. Regis feels utterly ridiculous hovering over this cutting board pretending to know how to cook a meal. This is a task best left to a proper chef. This is not what a king should be doing and yet here he is. He makes a regal siholuette by the counter chopping away at his leisure. The vegetables he found were ones we took out of a shop nearby. Fresh greens, onions, mushrooms and carrots which thankfully weren't spoiled or rotten. He snatched a few things from this shop only to feel guilty in the end for his thievery. Regis vowed to replace the items he stolen upon a later date but right now, he needs them for dinner. Lady Lunafreya and his son both haven't eaten in days and that's mildly worrisome. The Oracle needs to conserve her strength in order to recover but she also needs to eat properly to regain her mentioned strength.

Without a proper diet, she'll surely die. That's a thought that scares him deeply.]

...Nngh! [ A sharp gasp escapes Regis once a sharp stab of pain startles him from his gloomy thoughts. The knife is coated red with his blood and his fingers stinging from agony. Somehow while cutting this carrot, Regis injured himself. He stares at the gruesome gash with a look of surprise. Thankfully, Regis didn't cut through the tendons and bone but he left a bloody mess upon the cutting board.] Goodness, no.

[He tries in vain to save the vegetables but it's too late. The gentle curved leaves of the spinach are marred with splotches of red and the carrots are ruined too. Regis makes a move to stifle the bleeding but instead he freezes once his gaze catches a better glimpse at his obvious mortality.]

Right upon the ring finger---

[He whispers as he stares down at the gash. His mind blanks as a dark memory replays within his thoughts. Not too long ago, the Ring of Lucii once sat there but it was cut away by Glauca's blade. Paralyzed by a fear unknown, Regis just stares at the thin red rivulets that cascade down his fingers not at all aware of his son's approach.]

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[kittycaterer]

[ Noctis had taken to settling in the living room for once, finding that he needs to spend time with his father today. Mundane activities, maybe, or simply just sitting around sifting through the network. Either way, he's not doing much. He's laying upon the couch with his arm draped over his eyes, resting with the intention of napping when he hears a sudden shout. ]

--!

[ He snaps out of his nap quick, which is certainly a sign that he hasn't been able to rest much at all. Noctis is normally a heavy sleeper, but he's roused from it quickly. So quickly, he accidentally rolls off the couch and faceplants into the floor. ]

What-- Dad?!

[ Noctis scrambles to his feet fast, rushing to the kitchen. His heart is racing out of pure panic that something has happened. Whether that be someone breaking in here and hurting him, or this has all been some elaborate illusion, he's at his side. He skids to a halt when he reaches the kitchen, looking over to his father gazing at his hand as he essentially bleeds all over the counter. ]

You alright?

[ He sounds panicked, and is seemingly bewildered by the complete look of shock on Regis' face. ]

Don't just hold it like that; you're bleeding all over the place.

[ Quickly, he grabs the closest rag and rushes to his side. He's shaken, a bit pale in the face and still not all the way there from waking up so suddenly. But Noctis takes Regis' hand and quickly wraps it. ]

C'mon, I got it.