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[ the video starts with a little black nose attached to a blue-furred face snuffling at the camera. ]

Carbuncle, no. I want you to hold it, like this -

[ there's some shuffling that goes around before the camera is rotated, and there's the sound of teeth closing on plastic. then the camera is turned to show noctis lucis caelum, from the waist up. he's a young man of twenty, with dark hair; he's wearing a black shirt with a skull pattern, with black pants and a black jacket. (there's a theme here in his clothes). ]

...Hey. I'm Noctis.

[ he waves the hand that has a glove on it, painfully awkward, but continues on. ]

I dunno how the rest of you feel about coming here, but I'm not too excited about it. It seems pretty clear if you wanna make it back home, though, we have to help save this place. The way to do that is learning how to use whatever magic you were given.

So, for those of us whose magic is more practical - like mine, which is Light - I'm gonna be hanging near Brocéliande Forest, to train. Not in it, I'd rather not get stuck in another time loop, but it's got some pretty open space between the city and it.

[ he steps back so that the camera can see the spot he's indicating. ]

... I'm also not like, the master of combat or whatever, but I can help with weapons training if you don't have any. So, yeah. Just... hit me up or show up here, whatever works.

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[theonlyrealthing]

[Jack has no idea if talking to animals counts as "practical" (it doesn't seem like the kind of thing you really practice, and he's unaware it comes with potential shapeshifting abilities just yet), but between wanting to size up the other people who've been roped into whatever this thing is, and wanting to get an idea of what abilities other people have, he at least wanders over there to investigate. He's dressed in the finest local clothes he was able to barter his suit from home for, all in black and purple with the tiniest hint of orange thread in the pocket lining, and carries himself confidently, like he's used to being looked at and also used to command. He pointedly ignores the purple butterfly clinging to his slicked-back hair and batting its wings lazily.]

Is this where you're practicing?

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[ noctis hadn't phrased it the best; ignis and regis will probably tug on his ear, later. but for now, he's more focused on potential training partners and, it seems, helping others out. he's practicing moves with a sword, his familiar running circles around his feet encouragingly.

when he hears someone speak he stops, raising a hand to rub against his forehead. ]

Uh - yeah, this spot here for all your practicing needs.

[ but this guy doesn't look like he's dressed to practice - he's in a suit. the air he carries himself with reminds him of his father. meanwhile, noctis is dressed casually. he gives him a curious look. ]

You here to train?

[theonlyrealthing]

[It's not quite a suit... it's just nice-looking clothes in this world's style. (The suit he'd shown up in would have stood out so badly...) But he does look nice.]

Right now I'm here to watch. So far everyone I've seen practicing doesn't use the kind of combat I'm trained in.

[The butterfly flutters a little, and crawls further forward on his hair. He swats distractedly at it and it takes off for a moment before settling again. Sounding more sour, he adds,]

And whatever magic they decided to give me doesn't seem like the kind you practice.