#medium reply rp

  ᒥ  ~♚~  ᒧ If he were to say he was surprised,  he'd be lying.  He       knew the  blonde would  be somewhere,  overlooking  the scenic       view of  the disc and  its surrounding fields.  It was a rare,       but perfect chance to  take a few pictures  while they settled       into  the caravan  for the night.  Honestly,  he didn't  blame       Prompto, it was a gorgeous sight...  but still, the blonde was       always                                            predictable.

❝I thought I'd find you here. I'm set to prepare dinner, but Noctis has insisted I ask you if you'd prefer I cook, or if you'd rather eat at the Crow's Nest tonight.❞

  ᒥ  ~♚~  ᒧ Taking to looking  out at the  disc as well,  he smiled       fondly.  As hectic as their journey had been,  it was nice, to       spend some evenings in the safety of a rest stop,  overlooking       the dangerous,  but  beautiful fields  of  Lucis,  rather than       being in the  midst of them.  It was always  a welcome change,       sleeping warm, snug,  and safe in a caravan or hotel,  knowing       they can  finally relax  without the  looming  fear of daemons       surrounding  them  before  they're  able  to  reach  a  haven.       Glancing   over    at   the    blonde,   he    added   softly;

  ᒥ  ~♚~  ᒧ How awful,  and naturally,  not surprising.  The       one moment  Ignis is alone,  getting groceries  for the       first time without Prompto or Noctis tailing him to get       sweets,  and he comes  face to face  with the  Imperial       chancellor himself.  Ignis visibly tensed up,  his eyes       narrowing  at  the scraggly  looking  man  before  him.

❝Chancellor Izunia. To whom do I owe the pleasure of seeing you?❞

  ᒥ  ~♚~  ᒧ Apparently, Ignis had gotten worse at hiding the       venom in his  tone  throughout their  encounters. After       the theft  of  the Regalia  by the  empire's  hands, he       could no  longer  tolerate  Ardyn's presence.  He was a       pest, a nuisence, and he didn't  want him anywhere near       himself or his friends, especially Noct. Ardyn may seem       harmless enough, but Ignis  still  didn't want to cross       paths with the  empire more than he  absolutely had to.

  ᒥ  ~♚~  ᒧ It was almost odd,  being in Lestallum, with the       priviledge of staying in the Leville. He wasn't used to       living in luxury anymore, but there they were; a hotel,       with room service.  Gladio  and  Noctis  had long since       gone downstairs to make  the bartender's night a little       more rowdy,  and he was  left  upstairs  with  Prompto.       Sighing tiredly,  he sat down on the  couch beside him,       trying  not to  give  into  the  temptation to  slouch.

❝Shall I assume you're playing King's Knight? Is your rank still as high as it was?❞

  ᒥ  ~♚~  ᒧ He shouldn't have been surprised...  it was destined to       happen  eventually.  Their  journey had  always been  to  find       Lunafreya,  but it was just,  odd,  stumbling across  her like       this, with a bag in hand,  filled with groceries from the days       shopping, as he headed back towards the hotel. He stood still,       stiff,  unsure how  to respond,  how to act  in  her presence.

❝Lady Lunafreya, how-- unexpected. Is, there anything I could assist you with?❞

  ᒥ  ~♚~  ᒧ It must have been quarter to five,  with the sun barely       peeking over the horizon. He was sitting back at camp, sipping       away at a small can of Ebony,  waiting for the hour to strike.       This was standard; wake up prior to the sunrise, relax to give       himself a chance to wake up, and begin preparing breakfast for       the others for when they awoke.  It's how it's been for a long       time,  how  he's  lived  for  as  long  as  he  can  remember.

  ᒥ  ~♚~  ᒧ Behind him,  he heard the sounds  of leaves rustling by       the Slough.  Sighing,  he placed his book down,  standing from       his seat and summoning his  daggers. Even if their haven was a       safe zone,  none of them would  be able to  sit still  and eat       with a  daemon in sight.  He hopped down,  staying low  to the       ground, quiet,  attempting  to get  the upperhand  on whatever       enemy lies ahead,  until he saw a  younger man,  donning messy       blonde          hair           and          pale         skin.

  ᒥ  ~♚~  ᒧ Ignis was  confused,  lowering his  weapons and letting       them fizzle back into the safety  of the Armiger.  Prompto was       up, without  a word of  a complaint,  just roaming  around the       trees. It was odd, indeed. And without a second thought, Ignis       spoke                                                      up;

❝Prompto? Is it not rather early for you to be up? Or is it that you finally decided King's Knight is far less important than a full nights sleep?❞