Recipe #002 - Waking Up

[blindrecipe]

Who: Ignis Scientia
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Ignis' room, First Breath
When: October 1st

Action - Ignis' Room, First Breath

[Falling asleep was easy. Exhaustion had played such a huge part of things when Ignis's head had touched his pillow that night after watching the meteor strike Lyuku. Waking up, on the other hand, is difficult. Everything feels stiff and he's not sure that he really wants to face it. Suddenly, he understands how Noctis has felt on more than one occasion.

A sound to his left catches his attention and he turns his head in that direction, pulling on the scar tissue around his left eye, nose and forehead.]

The Six take me... Gladio, is that you?

[No, this isn't Zegnatus. No bed in the dread fortress was this...comfortable isn't the world. Familiar. This bed is familiar, but not the bed he had in Insomnia. It takes a minute as he attempts to open his sightless eyes out of habit.]

Noct? Prompto?

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[Blind men can't see buttons to make it audio only, so take in his nifty scars. It seems the Atroma have taken his sunglasses.]

I feel I must apologize to anyone who has been worried about me since the excitement with the inhabitants of Lyuku. I appear to have gone back to Eos for a short period of time.

You may find me on the First Breath should you wish to talk in person.

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[blindrecipe]

[Ignis reaches out until he touches what he believes is Prompto's shoulder and squeezes gently.]

There is no need. Don't put yourself out for me.

[If he really wants to know—and he doesn't, not really—he can ask someone else.]

If we're drifting, that means anything could happen. We should probably be ready for something.

As for what I remember, I clearly remember the three of us telling you that your preoccupation with being from Niflheim meant nothing since you were a part of our group.

[Ring any bells.]

[this_loser]

[Prompto is frayed nerves and tense muscles. But the gentle pressure on his shoulder helps. As do the words. It was bad enough knowing people had died, had been injured; he didn't want to know the numbers. He exhales and the tension slowly releases.

He nods slowly, remembers Ignis can't see it.] Yeah. Never know what's waiting up ahead.

[He huffs a breath. Kind of a laugh, but mostly humorless. There's nothing funny about that memory - or about that place at all. But was also where his worst fear was laid to rest.]

Oh, good. You've ... caught up with the rest of the class.

[blindrecipe]

[Ignis sighs, tired for all the sleep he's had in the past week. It might as well have been for naught.]

We might want to go to the training facilities on the Iskaulit sometime soon. It will do us all some good.

[It's good to see that Prompto has finally learned to listen to his friends.]

I believe that this is a lesson I could have skipped. Since that's not possible at this point, I suppose we should discuss where things stand with Noctis. But later. I don't know that I want to have that conversation right now after returning from then.