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[reeliable]

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.

Comments

[protettore]

[He sort of wishes he had some kind of snappy comment to say, but Gladio can't think of one, and it'd be difficult to offer it anyway with the sheer joy and satisfaction that Noct continues to exude. He's definitely too distracted to spend any time teasing Gladio about anything. Any time he fishes, that's where his entire focus remains, upon the water and whatever he happens to hook.

Whatever has gotten his lure seems like trouble, but the exciting kind.

Gladio can only let out a quiet sigh as he rushes his pace to get behind Noct before what is on the other end of his line doesn't drag him in further to lose his footing.]

You picked a bad fishing spot. This is your own fault. [His own boots are going to be an absolute mess but it's better to keep them on to try and get better traction to keep Noct grounded. A large arm coils around Noct's waist and Gladio begins trying to pull him back.] You got any idea what's even in these waters? Not more of those horse fish?

[reeliable]

[If the only thing good out of this lake is that Noctis can spend hours at the edge with a pole in hand, then that's about it. Grateful for the presence at his back and the arm looping around him to keep him anchored, Noct takes a slow start to stepping back - only after Gladio has him secured, so he can't slip right out of his grip.]

It wasn't this muddy when I started, I've just been trapping it for this long. [The better part of twenty minutes in this fight, it's the real reason he's starting to lose his breath and need the help - this thing is a beast, that's for sure.]

Horse fish? Haven't seen any yet, and I really doubt it's the little eels I was finding down my path - so I'm hoping it's something huge and normally fishy. I've caught some bluegill and even a few trout, so there are regular fish in here. Or at least that's what I thought I caught.

[protettore]

[Gladio can easily tell that Noct has been here for quite a while. There's tracks of his steps in the mud, and his shirt is plastered to his body in sweat, matting his hear to his forehead. He's probably exhausted, but Gladio knows it takes far more than this to make him give up on a catch, and with how little they know about the area he could very well find something completely new. From first hand, he's aware Noct can't let go of a challenge.]

Now seems as good a time as ever to learn how to cook 'em on your own. Maybe make us dinner tonight for once? [He's mostly joking. There's no way Noct will put any effort in cooking even with Ignis gone, and Gladio has full intention to take their advisor's place in the cooking department. He might not be as good as Iggy, but he knows the rough basics.

It's mostly a matter of whether they can get this thing out of the water. Gladio tugs backward, watching the water ahead.]