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[runawayprince]

Who: Noctis and YOU
Broadcast: yes
Action: aboard the Marsiva
When: Now

[The video opens up to show Noctis, looking slightly tousled and very cranky. Sure he can sleep anywhere but that wasn't a reason to have him wake up somewhere he doesn't know!!]

Look - whoever's bright idea this was - it's not funny. If someone wants to point me in the direction of who brought me here I'd appreciate it.

[He does seem awfully in a rush to get back. He's not happy about being here, clearly.]

Otherwise, some other answers would be good right about now.

[Fellow newbies can find him aboard the Marsiva, trying to find a way out of here. He doesn't get very far, but he's still stopping to examine various parts of the newbie accessible side areas of the ship. ]

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[runawayprince]

So, uh... how exactly are you able to talk? Just curious.

[Sorry, man he's still stuck on the whole candle thing.]

[servantnotserving]

[It's okay, buddy, everyone is. Lumiére is accepting that this is going to be A Thing for the interim of his stay here. He's not going to let himself get salty about it. He remains pleasant about the whole thing. ]

The same way you are, mon ami. I wasn't always like this.

[runawayprince]

Well yeah, but, you're made of wax wouldn't it just... melt?

[That was the smartest and most dumb thing he's ever said in his life. How is this even a thing right now.]

[servantnotserving]

I haven't melted yet, so I think I'm safe.

[runawayprince]

True. You'd think being at room temperature would have melted you at least a little bit.

[He's joking. Sort of.]

So... how'd you get like that anyway? Is there a lot of talking furniture where you're from?

[servantnotserving]

And yet, here I am.

[He's not a big fan of roaring fires, but that's pretty avoidable, he hopes. ]

Only my fellow servants at the castle. [Pause. ] Not that we were normally this way.

[runawayprince]

So you were human before? How'd that change?

[It sounded like something out of a spooky kid's story.]

[servantnotserving]

[It's so spooky. It's the spookiest. ]

Qui, I was. I was cursed. Well, no, my master was cursed. His household? We were just an extension.

[Because of reasons none of them are ever truly sure of. Probably something deep and meaningful about the master treating them like objects or somesuch. ]

[runawayprince]

Whoa.

[And it is something like this that makes him eternally thankful he's not such a complete fuck up that his men suffer for it.]

Is there- is there a way to change you back?

[servantnotserving]

[See, Noctis, no matter how shitty of a prince you are, you will never change your most loyal inner circle into household objects. That's something to be proud of, right there. ]

There is. [It's ...delicate, talking about it. But Belle isn't here, and she's all they have now. ] It involves love. Him falling in love with someone, and them loving him back. If that happens, then the curse is lifted. If not- well.

[He'll be this forever. Not alive. Not dead. Just a thing. ]

[runawayprince]

Huh. Well, I hope the guy's good at making people love him, then.

[There might be a bit of dry humor dripping in his tone. Clearly he isn't that great at it if his friend is a candle.]

What's it like?

[servantnotserving]

He is improving.

[Which is true. The prince has got a lot better at not being a complete raging lunatic since Belle's influence has woven its magic into him. They might very well manage to lift the curse. If they're lucky. ]

It can be very enlightening.

[He's just going to make shitty jokes about it to cover up the fact it's actually pretty awful. Lumiére could win awards for his ability to cover up bad feelings with well placed humour. ]

[runawayprince]

Ha.

[He caught the joke, and he appreciates it. Noctis was actually quite good at terrible humor and puns - he and Prompto were quite the duo when it came to that.]

Maybe you'll get lucky and find a way to remove it here? Dunno how this place works or anything but it has to be some kind of magic holding us here, right? Or something.

[servantnotserving]

Maybe. I've been told there are magic users here, trapped just as we are. Perhaps one of them will have the answer. I can but hope.

[runawayprince]

I use magic, but I can't turn people into candles or anything. Or turn them back either. Sorry.

[He really means that too, despite how casual he speaks. He can't even imagine.]

[servantnotserving]

[Aw, he's a good guy. Lumiére offers a small smile. ]

That is okay, mon ami. Thank you for the thought, anyway, I appreciate it. I am sure I will find someone who can do it. I've waited this long, a little while more won't hurt.

[runawayprince]

How long have you been like that?

[And how weird it would be just adjusting to being able to function like a normal person again after something like that.]

[servantnotserving]

Ten long years.

[So it would take him a longass time. ]

[runawayprince]

Ouch. Sorry.

[Poor guy.]

[servantnotserving]

[He hates it, it's the worst. He'll cling to his optimism and hope like a man drowning, though, so he won't really voice how much he hates it. ]

It has not been the most pleasant decade, but I am sure it could have been worse.

[runawayprince]

Yeah, I mean... maybe? Still kind of sucks. Say you can be human again - wouldn't it be weird trying to walk on two legs again?

[He doesn't mean to be insensitive, really!! It's just curiosity.]

[servantnotserving]

[Lumiére doesn't seem to take it the wrong way.]

I imagine it will be an...interesting transition. Remembering how to walk again. I am also very tall, so I will no doubt knock my head on things a lot while I readjust.