Noctis Lucis Caelum (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
reeliable) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
acatalepsy_logs2018-11-01 12:58 pm
reeliable) wrote in acatalepsy_logs2018-11-01 12:58 pm
ota
Who: Noctis and you!
Where: lakeside
When: post-cavern explorations
Rating pg-13
What: the best hobby in the universe; fishing! primarily fishing, does include some swimming
a: monster of the deep?
[If one goes exploring around the lake, Noctis is back at it again with his fishing rod in hand and a line cast out - but he does seem to be struggling a bit with whatever is on the other end of his reel. Digging his heels in, sinking a bit into the muck at the edge of the lake, Noct grunts with the effort of pulling his arms back. Spying someone, or rather hearing the footsteps before he takes his attention away from the water, he turns his head with a wild sort of smile - this is exciting, despite the struggle.]
Hey! Can you give me a hand? Just give me some extra weight, let's haul this thing to shore! [He's dying to know what he has hooked; though hopefully it isn't a pissed off mermaid. They're smart enough to unhook themselves, aren't they?]
b: seaweed and seafoam
[It's finally time for a break after fishing for the last several hours, and Noct has only ditched his boots on shore when he starts to wade in. The water feels nice, and even if he can spy mermaids further out into the lake, he doesn't quite have intentions to go all that far in. Bending to scoop up a handful of water, he casts a little grin at his company and turns, giving them a light splash that feels more like a misting for how little he could throw it.]
Want to come wading? Water's fine, and it should be safe enough if we don't go swan diving.
Where: lakeside
When: post-cavern explorations
Rating pg-13
What: the best hobby in the universe; fishing! primarily fishing, does include some swimming
a: monster of the deep?
[If one goes exploring around the lake, Noctis is back at it again with his fishing rod in hand and a line cast out - but he does seem to be struggling a bit with whatever is on the other end of his reel. Digging his heels in, sinking a bit into the muck at the edge of the lake, Noct grunts with the effort of pulling his arms back. Spying someone, or rather hearing the footsteps before he takes his attention away from the water, he turns his head with a wild sort of smile - this is exciting, despite the struggle.]
Hey! Can you give me a hand? Just give me some extra weight, let's haul this thing to shore! [He's dying to know what he has hooked; though hopefully it isn't a pissed off mermaid. They're smart enough to unhook themselves, aren't they?]
b: seaweed and seafoam
[It's finally time for a break after fishing for the last several hours, and Noct has only ditched his boots on shore when he starts to wade in. The water feels nice, and even if he can spy mermaids further out into the lake, he doesn't quite have intentions to go all that far in. Bending to scoop up a handful of water, he casts a little grin at his company and turns, giving them a light splash that feels more like a misting for how little he could throw it.]
Want to come wading? Water's fine, and it should be safe enough if we don't go swan diving.
his Crippling Debt made him extremely familiar with it lol
[ Ludger returns the grin, because yeah, okay, even if they're about to be mauled, he's getting into the spirit of it! discovery! adventure! facing imminent death as a team! what's not to enjoy? ]
Got it. One, two-!
[ hm, you know, lake mud is surprisingly slick. if Jude were around, he'd probably explain it was a result of the clay and water interacting with each other.
for Ludger, it all boils down to 'dirt wet, shoes bad at gripping, whoops there goes my feet.' and since Noctis is right there...
well! bye Noctis, hope you weren't too attached to that "fish" you were trying to catch. ]
oops
[At least someone's still into the energy of all of this mess, and even if Noct's retort is basically a message to Ludger that he is going to be the chef, Noct is grinning ear to ear like a child in a candy store - this is really the best part of fishing. Going off that one, that two, the pull with someone else attached is supposed to help.
The fact that Ludger's weight is hauling him down instead makes him shout, because while his fishing pole answers the call to come back to his hands in a flash of light, the immediate weight hauling the line away snaps the string and both fish and lure are gone as Noct hits the mud with Ludger. Groaning, his arms aching immediately from the impact lost and from hitting the ground so hard, he starts to sit up with a grunt.]
That - didn't work out. How we wanted. [Coughing to get some air back in him, he looks up just in time to spy bubbles starting to hit the surface of the lake - oh. Uh oh.]
no subject
well, Noct's getaway giant fish, that is, seeing as how the line is gone and. oh. ohhhhhhh. well golly, this scenario feels familiar. ]
Wanted, no. Expected? [ yeah, more or less. Ludger gingerly levers himself out of the muck, keeping his eyes on the increasingly vigorous bubbling.
he's going to have to scrub fish monster guts out of his clothes too, isn't he? ]
You wouldn't happen to have any extra weapons, would you?