revivalproject | OPEN - I made a Star Wars-themed snow sculpture

WHO: Noctis and YOU
WHERE: Bloodsport, Winter planet
WHAT: Shenanigans! Also food experiments.
WHEN: January, during the Us Make For They event
WARNINGS: Dogs?

A: Ship and planet arrival

[Noctis had gotten used to things happening without warning. Especially here, with an alien race that didn't seem to understand handicaps--though he supposed he should thank them better for the audiobooks, even if he lacked headphones at the moment. If his shipmates didn't like his choice of listening material, they could take it up with him personally.

He was definitely used to ships taking off and landing...not landing in snow, though. Why snow? Mystery snow planet made everything dark and cold and he hated it.

At least the dogs seemed okay with it.]

B: Food! Mostly strange chocolate

[Of all the things Noctis had expected to happen when he decided to try the food laid out, becoming smaller wasn't one of them. Or younger, which was the more logical thought, because he still had a pretty good idea of what he looked like at 10, and he definitely--

--wait.

He could see himself.

His arms were covered by a shirt several sizes too large and his pants, once knee-length shorts, were nearly too long on him...or would be, if they hadn't fallen to pool around his ankles. The too-big shirt made up for that, but he didn't really care too much since he could see these things.]

...What just happened?

[He shouldn't complain, but it's hard to when everything is bright bright bright and more bright.]

C: Snow shenanigans

[Were Noctis not by himself on an alien planet and actually had friends with him, he might be having more fun. As it is, he's very focused on poking around everywhere. It's a super weird feeling not having to feel his way around, and if what's happened to him is permanent, he's absolutely fine with being a kid again.

He is having a little fun though; sometimes he can be found throwing snowballs. Mostly for Pryna and Umbra, but perhaps at passerby and fellow kids who seem to not be paying quite enough attention. The snow is very bright in the daytime, so he has sunglasses to combat glare.]

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[ The snow truly had been a sight to behold. He couldn't remember when the last time he had seen it. Much less been in a town that was completely covered with it. He had been careful on what to eat and stayed away from the chocolate once he realized what it did. But seeing the kids around did make him smile. They seemed to have fun as children would do. While out exploring, he wasn't paying all that much attention to his surroundings. The sky had been one of his bigger focuses since it seemed so clear and beautiful to him.

A snowball hit directly at his back of his neck making him shiver at it. The sudden coldness made his ears bounce on top of his head. Crystal Exarch turns around to see where the snowball had come from. ]

I do not mind games if that's what you really want to do. [ He wouldn't mind throwing snowballs even if he may be rusty with it. ]

[Noctis is probably just as rusty at throwing snowballs. Case in point, he was aiming at the middle of his target's upper back and threw too high, so he misaimed just a bit.]

Yeah? You ever had a snowball fight before?

[ He gives a small shrug while bringing up a hand in thought of the question. ]

If I did it would have been a long time ago when I was in my youth. Prior to me becoming a scholar. Does it really matter though as long as it's all fun and games?

[ Crystal Exarch squats down with his hands in the front. It's almost as if how a cat would sit as he scoops up some snow to make a ball. ]

We should probably go out a bit away from others. Unless you're trying to make it into an actual snowball fight.

[Steve saw the snowball coming at him and raised the shield he had just gotten back to block it. The thing is as big as he is and has been a killer sled. His face pikes out from the side and grins wickedly at the other boy]

Did you wanna start a fight?

[Noctis is an adult. He's not supposed to be fighting with children.

Except right now, he's technically a child too, in all ways besides mentally. And he never really got to do things like this as an actual kid, so he might as well take the opportunity while it lasts.

Kid or not, he's jealous of that shield, though.]

Uh yeah? That's why I threw the snowball.

[Here Steve, have another one.]

[Steve lets out a small shout as the other snowball is thrown. He's smiling though and shoves the shield into the snow to hide behind. Within seconds, he's poking out over the side and throwing a snowball back with superhuman strength.

Poor Steve hasn't really learned to reign it in, yet.]

Incoming fire!

[So, finally, someone explained the weird names on the sweaters to Rayla and helped her figure out that one of them might be hers and who it might link her to. So... once she figured out exactly who that was, she ended up going to find him.]

You're uh... you're Noctis, right?

[He didn't even know there were sweaters. He's managed to make his way over to where they're set out, but they don't have much of a presence by themselves and he has yet to trip over any of them. From his point of view, they don't exist.]

Depends on who's asking.

[Her voice doesn't sound familiar, so the question has a more cautious tone to it than anything else. It's a little silly to be so defensive when she's already correctly guessed who he is, but he's not taking any chances.]

[Ah...]

I'm Rayla. I um... wanted to ask you about the sweaters. Apparently, the weird names on them are meant to suggest we have to share? I don't know. Someone else found it and figured out the names. Apparently... "RAYCTIS" is our names mashed together?

[Her voice definitely wasn't hiding anything when it came to how weird she thought the whole idea was.]

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