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voidtreckernet2020-06-23 07:18 pm
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[Before the ICP flickers on, every passenger hears a resounding, deep voice thunder through every car in the train, carrying with it a deathly—if odd—proclamation:]
PENALTY GAME: HELL REVERSE!
[Moments later, every ICP turns on to reveal a figure shrouded in shadows, holding the unconscious body of Xue Yang with one hand as the Eye of Wdjat blazes on both of their foreheads. It's clear they're in the gaming car, but if anybody tries to enter from either end, they'll find the doors are impossibly locked.]
Passengers of the Voidtrecker Express, I hold in my hands an unrepentant murderer who slaughtered one of your very own: the victim being A-Qing, and the criminal being Xue Yang. While she has returned, this crime cannot go unpunished, and I have taken it upon myself to try and burn out the stain on his soul—or, at the very least, provide adequate agony for all of his victims, both on the train and off.
If you need to see proof of my justice...
Avert your eyes if you do not wish to see memories of the brutal death of a young woman in her prime.
[The screen flickers once again, this time showing A-Qing's murder, although it doesn't have any audio. ((OOC: Additional CW for graphic depictions of murder.))
When it returns to the interior of the Games Car, the shadowy figure is gone, but their voice and Xue Yang remain.]
I leave it to the council to dispense their own punishment, as meager as it may be.
Remember, passengers:
I am watching.
[The ICP clicks off, and the train is deadly quiet.]

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Not yet. Let me... I made potions. I've got one. Let me get it...
[He grabbed his bag and took the potion out, opening it before handing it to Gladio.]
Take that and I won't even ask questions.
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He took the 'potion' with a quirk of a smile. It didn't look like any potion he remembered. But he took it, drinking it down before setting the empty bottle aside.
After a moments hesitation, he went and sat down beside Noct, keeping his healing hand away from him.]
I'm sorry I woke you.
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It's okay. I'm glad I could help.
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You're a big help.
[Already he was feeling calmer... and a bit stupid for what he'd done to the ICP.]
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I do what I can. Can't fix tech, though.
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He looked over his shoulder to where Prompto still lay fast asleep.]
He's gonna be pissed I broke our computer.
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He'll get over it. You must have had a good reason. I can see it in your eyes.
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[He admitted to that much at least, how could he not?
The touch was gentle, Gladio's eyes closed as he leaned into it some.
He had no doubt Noct would find out about it. Prompto as well. But at least they wouldn't have to see it. He'd spared them that at least.]
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[He figured that was fair enough to ask, although he was most certain they were, otherwise, Gladio wouldn't be trying to get him to go back to sleep.]
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I don't think so... I seriously hope not.
[It really depended on what this shadowy asshole did next. Just what did he think was a crime? Who was he going to punish next? And, more importantly, could he be stopped?
He sighed.]
I'll be honest, I don't know what the hell is going on. But I think we're as safe as we ever were.
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Then I'll treat everything as normal for now. I should lay back down with Prompto before he wakes up. He'll ask more questions and you don't look up for that.
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Thanks, love.
[He leaned in and softly kissed Noct upon the lips.]
Ask more questions when I get answers, alright? But try and get some sleep. I'm... just gonna get the blood washed off my hand. But I'll be back soon.
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It's a deal. Go do what you need to do. You know where to find us.
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[He didn't want to go. He wanted to wrap himself around the two men he loved and forget what he had seen. But he knew he needed answers, if there were some to have, to ensure that those two men were safe from whatever was lurking on the train.
Gladio reached out and stroked fingers through Nocts hair and smiled softly.]
I'll be back before you wake.
[Before he could change his mind, he stood and left the cabin. First to wash his hand, then to get what he needed.]
A little later
He whimpered in his sleep and his fist curled around a clump of sheets, tightening until his knuckles turned white.]
No... stop.
[He feels the moment he was falling from the train and watching in heartbreak and confusion at Noct's vanishing form. He jerked and cried out, but still didn't wake. Not on his own, at least.]
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Hey, Prom... It's okay... You're okay...
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A flash of himself as a Magitek appeared in front of him, lashing out and- Prompto screamed. His eyes flew open, wide and terrified. Jerking back from Noct, not registering who he was or where they were. Scooting back though wasn't the best idea since this bed wasn't very big. He yelled again as he started to fall again- not really knowing it was literally only a foot maybe from the floor. The ICP pieces though wouldn't be fun to land on, but it wasn't like falling off a train.]
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It's me, Prom. It's Noct. You're okay. It's safe.
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[His voice thick with emotion could only make out that one word before he was wrapping his arms around Noct and holding him as tight as he could. A shudder went through him and try as he might to fight it, the sobs that followed were inevitable.]
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Yeah, it's me. You were having a nightmare.
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Nightmares are stupid.
[He pouted and buried his face against Noct's neck.]
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[Noct just continued to pet Prompto, touches to let him know he was safe.]
Wanna talk about it?
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Aren't we on the bottom bunk?
[He shook his head. But after maybe thirty seconds, he started talking anyway.]
I kept hearing this loud voice and screaming a- and um.. what if I'd been one of them? One of those soldiers? The Magitek..
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Yeah, we are, but um... Well, look in the ground for yourself.
[He frowned, shaking his head. He hugged Prompto again.]
You aren't. You're Prompto. You're not a Magitek.
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I don't wanna look!
[Yes, he was being a big chicken and he was okay with that. Just make him a sign and he'll wear it. And being reminded he wasn't one of those guys, he found himself getting choked up again. He whimpered again.]
Where's Gladdy?
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