☍ LINK-STRIKE.

[alternas]

Who Noctis & co. ( multiple prompts! )
What A series of unfortunate inclement weather events.
Where Various locations.
When Duration of the blizzard. ( January 2nd-5th )
Warnings May cause heart failure.



DAY I:

( noctis leaned against the window of the apartment, a mug of something steaming in his hand. the cup was still mostly full, filled with coffee that he was clearly nursing. he couldn't help it... it just didn't do it for him. maybe if he added more sugar next time...?
oh well, at least it felt nice and warm in his hands, looking over the clouds that had been brewing most of the day. )

Looks like it's going to get nasty out there. Good thing we have nowhere to go.

( famous last words, anyone? )

DAY II

( annnnd now the power had gone out, great. noctis had already resorted to taking the blanket from his bed, wrapped underneath it but rubbing his arms all the same. who had expected a futuristic place like nova city could still be plagued by a weather outage?? not noct apparently, who seemed woefully unprepared for the whole thing. )

T-this is probably the worse camping story of them all. ( he managed through chattering teeth, his words puffing clouds into the air. ) How about a f-fire, Gladio?

— or —

( good sense had left him the moment he saw that face, those eyes... and those injuries. it was with little more than a few shouted words that he was already out the door, navigating his way, perhaps poorly, through biting winds and snow that whipped him constantly in the face.

pausing, his shoulders heaving with breaths, he tried to get his bearings, eyes slightly wild as he tried to see through the storm. ) It has to be... this way...

DAY III

( it had been... an adventure to say the least, but somehow they had made it back in one piece. noctis is looking rather haggard from the whole experience, rubbing at his eyes and trying to stay awake. he hadn't felt a cold like that since the frostbearer's touch, though it probably still didn't quite measure up to that.

he's a little lost in his thoughts, not really noticing anyone that approached, at first... )

DAY IV

( finally, noct had started to feel warm again. the storm clouds seemed to be lifting too, making this day seem even more like a dream. looking everyone in the room over across from what had become their campfire-pit mid-living room, trying to recount the series of events. there was a bit of a smile on his face however, as he prodded to ask— )

So you're really telling me a guy in tights was the first one to find you guys?