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Noctis "Noct" Lucis Caelum (
2017-01-05 10:53 am (UTC)
OMG HOW DARE HE KILL TALCOTT AND HIS GRANDFATHER (jk but that was my first thought with your tag)
Even with what natural abilities he came with, there was only so much he could do on his own.
He'd never been taught to fight monsters like those. Hell, he'd just barely been taught how to properly wield a sword around the time he'd found himself shoved into that cellar. With an entirely different world to explore, it was almost as though he'd stepped into a different dimension altogether. What few people still existed in that world were either... half-dead or dying. Some were even more dangerous than the monsters themselves, seeing as they were willing to try killing Noctis just to preserve what little food and supplies they had left.
It was only by finding the rare few who were willing to trade (and the
who were just genuinely trying to help him out), he managed to get further in that world.
Really, it was the only reason he'd even heard about the place he was in. One of the friends he'd made during his travels had mentioned that several had tried getting to the unexplored area, only to die on the way. So, he'd gone into the whole thing prepared to fight his way in and out, and it was just thanks to having learned how to creep around unnoticed that he got as far as he did without being caught. At first.
Spinning around, Noctis quickly raised his weapon -- a freshly obtained blade that he wasn't afraid of testing out on some...
"..." Well, okay, he knew it wasn't possible to immediately judge whether a person was there to hurt him, or not.
But, the idea of quickly attacking someone who was just desperate for food or water or... who-knows-what-else, didn't sit right with him. No matter how hungry or thirsty
was, he wouldn't be senselessly stabbing another person. Guess that one guy had been right to call him "soft" after all, but the world was already filled with enough pointless murder by that point. Besides, there was no harm testing the situation first by asking in a voice as calm as possible: "What do you need?"
Sure, there was a hint of unsteadiness to it, but his eyes alone might make it clear he wasn't afraid to fight -- wouldn't be the first... or last time.
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