[Well... the good news is, if he warps around her, she can fly and hopefully won't just fall. For a little thing like the Pikmin form, that must be a long drop, even if he isn't that tall.
Nodding quietly, he stands still and focuses again. When he warps, he brings his belongings with him- clothes, accessories, jewelry, anything in his pockets. They're extensions of his body, and therefore a part of him. For the moment, Vianca should be included in that. Not separate, but with him. His body pulses blue, and she should feel that pulse, too. A buzz of energy, light reflecting off a thousand tiny crystals and winking out again.
Calling his sword, he flings it, pulses, and pulls, his body phasing through reality and warping to where the blade strikes home.
And this time, the tiny Pikmin in his pocket is pulled right along with him, transformed in the span of a second into pure energy, rushing through time and space and suddenly existing once more. Exhilarating, frightening perhaps. A little nauseating. But once it's it's done he glances down at his pocket, eyes wide, to check for her.
[Luckily for everyone, there were no mouths with which to be sick with. Hooray! Even more luckily, she was right where he was hoping she would be.
The stem of her flower was straight up in surprise, quivering lightly as if it were discharging some extra energy. There had certainly been more coursing through her than she could have ever imagined. Was that what being made out of light felt like? After a moment her flower started to settle down, gently swaying down as Vianca's thoughts stopped buzzing at high velocities.
... Only for it to shoot back up again a second later as she whipped her head up to gawk at him with those big eyes and hum at him enthusiastically. It worked! Look! Here she is!!!]
[So, Noctis usually tries to be the "cool guy", with the cocky lopsided smile and calm eyes. He thinks it fools everyone, but success varies. Real smiles are more rare, though they are growing progressively more frequent since his arrival here, since he more or less escaped the steady stream of awful going on back home.
The grin he gives her in this moment, looking down and seeing her chirping from his pocket, is huge and a bit goofy and probably the most genuine, unreserved smile he's ever given her. His eyes are bright and gleaming, absolutely dazzled by the idea of- of something so simple as success.]
[Vianca bobbed her head excitedly, flower dancing all around. She did!! And look how radiant it made him. She'd seen him smile before, and that had been very nice, but this was on a whole other level of special. She was just going to tuck that away, thank you. Even if she couldn't do much else, she had at least helped with That.
She held up her itsy bitsy hands towards him and gave them a little push motion.
[Heck yeah it is! His free hand lifts without hesitation to bump it lightly up against hers, letting her do most of the lean-in so he doesn't accidentally send her flying backwards. He then dismisses his sword and lets them drop back to the ground off the wall, still very much blown away.]
That's... so cool. I can't believe it. [He's gotta tell Pyra later. ...Oh, but first-] Wanna go again?
[He's got plenty of magic left, no reason why he can't give her a proper ride.]
[Pap-pap and away we goooo. Vianca held on to his pocket cup as they dropped, her flower floating up like they were on a power-drop ride. whoooOOOOO--!!
Vianca wasn't exactly what one would call a 'thrill-seeker' in any way. There was something to be said for thrills that could happen from the safety of a luxury pocket though, and even more for the opportunity to Help. This was a helpful thing, right? They were building confidence and practicing! Very important things to do. And also, that had been... fun.
So his question was met with another positive nod and a squeak. Yes!]
[Hell yeah. With a big grin and another flash of blue light, he flings his blade- and whoosh, off they go. He's gonna take her on a wild romp all the way around the plaza, rooftop to rooftop, until they get dizzy or he runs out of magic.
It was an extremely exciting time, and very fun, but very much not a sensation was used to. Eventually she had to concede before it started being not fun anymore, reaching up to pat at Noctis' chest. Were there comical swirls in her eyes when he looked down? No, maybe it was just easy to imagine those, but her head was bobbling around in a dizzy little circle.
[He's about to go for another warp when he notices the pat, and when he sees her wobbling, he thinks better of it and instead heads to the edge of the roof, sitting himself down to give them both a breather. He reaches up to his pocket, offering his hand to her if she needs someone to hold her steady while she climbs out- and to set her down if she'd like to change back.]
[She will do this, thank you. One newtonian liquid pikmin, sliding right out of your pocket there. There's a little bit of teetering once she's on solid ground, so when she changed back she plopped right against his side.]
...
[Give her a sec.]
... You did it! [She sounds very proud and also kind of like someone who just stumbled off a really crazy roller coaster.]
That'd be cool. Might be a while before that happens, though- I'm actually pretty tired now. Usually doesn't take that much out of me.
[Honestly he's wondering if the only reason he isn't more tired is that the theory about magic being powered in part by touch, in lieu of the Crystal being here, is actually legit. Pocket battery could be too real.
Regardless-]
I've got a long way to go. But... thanks. It's good to know I don't have to go it alone.
Of course, practice takes time. I am also a little... [She lifted her hand to make a small, wavy up and down motion. That's her.] I will need practice too.
[He would never say it aloud, but it's weirdly comforting, knowing someone else feels like they're kind of rubbish at some things. Things they should be good at. Some days it's the same way with Prompto, when nerves and anxiety and the inner voice of not good enough are a familiar but unspoken blanket that drapes over them, and he can feel a bit more like a normal person instead of the prince with the eyes of the world ever upon him, with a destiny he's ill-prepared for shoving him into the next trial. He has someone to look at and go, oh, you too?
It's shitty of him, and he doesn't agree of course - not for either of them - but even so, there's a certain level of gratification that comes from hearing it.]
Want me to walk you home? Or you can hang out for a while, or come back to my place. Get in one big dogpile before lunch, my treat.
[Even with himself, Luna, and both the dogs, the bed's big enough that there'd still be room for her. Not like any of them would mind either.]
Edited (its 4am and i forgot how timelines work whoops) 2019-12-21 09:30 (UTC)
[Home was still kind of a thing that Vianca didn't want to directly address. It felt like ever since it had been touched on with Doudanuki, the topic had been coming up more and more. It just wasn't worth anyone worrying about! So being given an option right from the get-go was very good.]
I would like to see your place. And give Umbra many pets.
[She didn't know you lived with the pretty lady, Noctis.]
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We should try.
[Maybe it was size. Maybe he was just thinking too hard. This was an option available to him though, and Vianca was gonna make sure he took it!]
I will be okay.
[With that assurance, Vianca left him no room to say no. She'd already shifted, buzzing her way into his pocket. Let's go!]
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Nodding quietly, he stands still and focuses again. When he warps, he brings his belongings with him- clothes, accessories, jewelry, anything in his pockets. They're extensions of his body, and therefore a part of him. For the moment, Vianca should be included in that. Not separate, but with him. His body pulses blue, and she should feel that pulse, too. A buzz of energy, light reflecting off a thousand tiny crystals and winking out again.
Calling his sword, he flings it, pulses, and pulls, his body phasing through reality and warping to where the blade strikes home.
And this time, the tiny Pikmin in his pocket is pulled right along with him, transformed in the span of a second into pure energy, rushing through time and space and suddenly existing once more. Exhilarating, frightening perhaps. A little nauseating. But once it's it's done he glances down at his pocket, eyes wide, to check for her.
It worked...?]
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The stem of her flower was straight up in surprise, quivering lightly as if it were discharging some extra energy. There had certainly been more coursing through her than she could have ever imagined. Was that what being made out of light felt like? After a moment her flower started to settle down, gently swaying down as Vianca's thoughts stopped buzzing at high velocities.
... Only for it to shoot back up again a second later as she whipped her head up to gawk at him with those big eyes and hum at him enthusiastically. It worked! Look! Here she is!!!]
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The grin he gives her in this moment, looking down and seeing her chirping from his pocket, is huge and a bit goofy and probably the most genuine, unreserved smile he's ever given her. His eyes are bright and gleaming, absolutely dazzled by the idea of- of something so simple as success.]
It worked... it worked...! You came with me!
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She held up her itsy bitsy hands towards him and gave them a little push motion.
This was a high-five time, yes? Yes???]
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That's... so cool. I can't believe it. [He's gotta tell Pyra later. ...Oh, but first-] Wanna go again?
[He's got plenty of magic left, no reason why he can't give her a proper ride.]
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Vianca wasn't exactly what one would call a 'thrill-seeker' in any way. There was something to be said for thrills that could happen from the safety of a luxury pocket though, and even more for the opportunity to Help. This was a helpful thing, right? They were building confidence and practicing! Very important things to do. And also, that had been... fun.
So his question was met with another positive nod and a squeak. Yes!]
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Soooo worth it.]
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It was an extremely exciting time, and very fun, but very much not a sensation was used to. Eventually she had to concede before it started being not fun anymore, reaching up to pat at Noctis' chest. Were there comical swirls in her eyes when he looked down? No, maybe it was just easy to imagine those, but her head was bobbling around in a dizzy little circle.
Breaktime? Breaktime.]
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...
[Give her a sec.]
... You did it! [She sounds very proud and also kind of like someone who just stumbled off a really crazy roller coaster.]
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Yep. Couldn't have done it without you.
[You helped! Good job, pocket buddy.]
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[Spoken as the fact she believed it was. Here is sweet low-five reciprocation though, more practiced than before! Amazing.]
But I am glad I could help. Maybe once you are comfortable with one size, we can try a bigger one.
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[Honestly he's wondering if the only reason he isn't more tired is that the theory about magic being powered in part by touch, in lieu of the Crystal being here, is actually legit. Pocket battery could be too real.
Regardless-]
I've got a long way to go. But... thanks. It's good to know I don't have to go it alone.
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Of course, practice takes time. I am also a little... [She lifted her hand to make a small, wavy up and down motion. That's her.] I will need practice too.
... But it was fun.
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[He would never say it aloud, but it's weirdly comforting, knowing someone else feels like they're kind of rubbish at some things. Things they should be good at. Some days it's the same way with Prompto, when nerves and anxiety and the inner voice of not good enough are a familiar but unspoken blanket that drapes over them, and he can feel a bit more like a normal person instead of the prince with the eyes of the world ever upon him, with a destiny he's ill-prepared for shoving him into the next trial. He has someone to look at and go, oh, you too?
It's shitty of him, and he doesn't agree of course - not for either of them - but even so, there's a certain level of gratification that comes from hearing it.]
Want me to walk you home? Or you can hang out for a while, or come back to my place. Get in one big dogpile before lunch, my treat.
[Even with himself, Luna, and both the dogs, the bed's big enough that there'd still be room for her. Not like any of them would mind either.]
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I would like to see your place. And give Umbra many pets.
[She didn't know you lived with the pretty lady, Noctis.]
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Yeah, sure thing. You can meet his sister too- she arrived with Luna, so they're both with us now.
[Speaking of pretty lady...!]
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Do you mean Pryna?
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[Or. Both of them? Either that or it was with Prompto.]
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Yes, I met them both shortly after they arrived. They are very nice.
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[Can you hear the affection he's trying and failing miserably at being subtle about? Every word is soaked in it.]
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It would be nice to meet them again and give Pryna many pets as well.
... Oh. It would be a literal dogpile, wouldn't it?
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[You can totally make a pile with two dogs, sure.]
Either way you're always welcome.
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Thank you. That would be nice.
[Let us all go then and bask in the presence of puppers and pretty ladies and happy rowdy boys.]