Noctis' first thought was to look for Carbuncle, to feel for his phone for a text message. Waking up to find himself in a strange place, surrounded by fog and strangers, somewhere he's never seen before? Sounded like a weird-ass dream to him. And if it was a really weird dream, Carbuncle was probably around to let him know what was happening.
Right?
Well, first of all, he didn't have his phone. He's in strange clothes, too, all in red. That just wasn't his color, even in dreams. He had a knapsack on his back - everyone around him is dressed like he was - and no helpful Messenger in sight.
If Noctis didn't find a familiar face, he'd get someone else's attention, asking - "Hey. Do you have any idea where we are?"
B.) Departure
People really had a hard time telling Noctis what to do. Simple compliance and doing as he was told wasn't exactly in his DNA. But it wasn't the lingering dread or the implication that he should board the train that got him on board ...
... No, it's realizing that everyone here was probably kidnapped, just like him. And he needed to find out how and why.
Bracing himself with the warning, the train would lurch forward - Noctis waited until it passed before looking around. Pamphlets, screens, tons of reading ... wait, why did the outside look like that? He'd stare out of the window, not knowing of the risk, curious.
C.) Games Carriage
Eventually he'd make his way to the games carriage. Noctis would look around, poking a bit - until he found the electronic games on the second floor. There was a large amount of relief on his face - they might be trapped here for who knows how long, but at least he wouldn't be bored.
Spotting the other person in the car, he'd ask, "Hey. Which of these are good?"
D.) Settling in - Closed to 4:D Cabin-mates
Eventually he'd be making his way to the sleeper car he was assigned, knocking on the door. "Uh. Hello? Anyone here?"
The place was tiny, like he was living in a closet or something. Not as tiny as a tent, obviously, but with a tent you had ... all of the outdoors. Not here. He was going to be crammed in with whoever these guys were for weeks and weeks. Or possibly even longer.
Great.
His smile was a little forced. "I'm, uh, new, and that's probably kind of obvious ..."
Noctis Lucis Caelum | OTA
Noctis' first thought was to look for Carbuncle, to feel for his phone for a text message. Waking up to find himself in a strange place, surrounded by fog and strangers, somewhere he's never seen before? Sounded like a weird-ass dream to him. And if it was a really weird dream, Carbuncle was probably around to let him know what was happening.
Right?
Well, first of all, he didn't have his phone. He's in strange clothes, too, all in red. That just wasn't his color, even in dreams. He had a knapsack on his back - everyone around him is dressed like he was - and no helpful Messenger in sight.
If Noctis didn't find a familiar face, he'd get someone else's attention, asking - "Hey. Do you have any idea where we are?"
B.) Departure
People really had a hard time telling Noctis what to do. Simple compliance and doing as he was told wasn't exactly in his DNA. But it wasn't the lingering dread or the implication that he should board the train that got him on board ...
... No, it's realizing that everyone here was probably kidnapped, just like him. And he needed to find out how and why.
Bracing himself with the warning, the train would lurch forward - Noctis waited until it passed before looking around. Pamphlets, screens, tons of reading ... wait, why did the outside look like that? He'd stare out of the window, not knowing of the risk, curious.
C.) Games Carriage
Eventually he'd make his way to the games carriage. Noctis would look around, poking a bit - until he found the electronic games on the second floor. There was a large amount of relief on his face - they might be trapped here for who knows how long, but at least he wouldn't be bored.
Spotting the other person in the car, he'd ask, "Hey. Which of these are good?"
D.) Settling in - Closed to 4:D Cabin-mates
Eventually he'd be making his way to the sleeper car he was assigned, knocking on the door. "Uh. Hello? Anyone here?"
The place was tiny, like he was living in a closet or something. Not as tiny as a tent, obviously, but with a tent you had ... all of the outdoors. Not here. He was going to be crammed in with whoever these guys were for weeks and weeks. Or possibly even longer.
Great.
His smile was a little forced. "I'm, uh, new, and that's probably kind of obvious ..."
X.) WILDCARD - hit me up!