[it's that time of the week where prompto is endlessly worried over his dog, a gift from a friend long gone and one he has vowed to make sure is always healthy and well. thus, today, prompto heads on over to the vet with rufus--a two year old brown labrador--on a leash leading the way in, excited to sniff around]
[but that's not all; following at his heels is a smaller dog, athena, barking excitedly and bumping into prompto's feet and getting the leashes coiled together]
--agh, Tiny, c'mon.
[as if that wasn't enough, prompto's carrying in his backpack one curious birman cat, sniffing and licking at the back of prompto's head once in a while]
[ It's that time of year, he supposes, seeing the door open and an actual circus coming inside the building. With people being heckled into getting their flu shots, phones ringing on and off of whether one's dog can get sick because someone accidentally coughed in their direction, appointments being booked as if these last two months of the year are when everybody gets sick all at once, busy is just something he has to deal with. There's only one vet, so when it gets busy like this, Minato's out in the front office triaging emergency cases from general wellness exams and everything in between.
Prompto's animals look healthy, from what he can see, so he's hoping it's a routine visit. Normally, this means leaning against the counter and going through the monotonous check-in process, but Minato steps out to help untangle those leashes first. ]
Hi, my name's— [ Athena barks over his name. He decides that's okay ] Any concerns I can address today?
[it's close to noon and prompto's happy for it. even though it's chilly, the skies are an unrepentant blue (man, has he missed the color), with hardly any cloud in sight, making the day as beautiful as it can be. the waves shine golden yellow before shimmering to white as the waves crash against the shore. he feels warmth on his face, so at least seren won't die from the cold.]
[it will all be picture perfect, is what prompto thinks as he sets down his tripod and readjusts his backpack, bringing out his phone from his pocket to text the star of the show.]
hey seren i'm here and the weather's great where you at?
[ Arriving late looking fashionably boho-chic with a cup of expensive coffee on hand, Celine does not look like someone who's strapped for cash. Good. Appearances must be kept.
And because she's already there, she doesn't bother texting back. She'll just stand next to him, sip loudly enough to be noticed, and enjoy the warmth of the almost noontime sun. ]
[is what prompto sighs out as he opens the door to noctis' penthouse, turning around on his feet twice to untangle himself from the leashes and then closing the door. all three pets are impatient, and prompto does himself a favor, getting down on his knees and unbuckling both dogs before tiredly lying down on the floor so that etro can escape the confines of his backpack whenever]
[but she just lies down there, looking around and licking at her paw once in a while]
[ Noctis can hear the door open, but it's not until the dogs both barrel into his room to jump on him that he knows who's home. All Prompto can hear at first are the sounds of Noctis yelping while both Rufus and Tiny bounce on top of him to lick his face silly.
There's a bit of a struggle, some laughing before he finally gets up. ]
Did Prompto take you guys out?
[ He says that in his stupid baby-voice, the one he only uses to talk to the animals. And they go nuts every time. The sounds of their collars and paws click-clacking on the floor echo and get louder as Noctis comes out to the living room.
He pauses when he sees Prompto laying on the floor, tangled in leashes and still in his coat. Etro looks like she's settled on living in his backpack, and Noctis wears a lopsided smile. He snorts. ]
[prompto is almost shy as he takes out his laptop and sets it down on the coffee table of yoon-sung's fancy apartment. he loves what he does and he's proud of it, but he's never been one to show off his work for he's a very quiet, shy kid on the inside. yoon-sung though has become a very good friend of his, and prompto wants to show his appreciation to the other by means of presenting his work and how its quality has bettered after what the other got for him.]
[so he sits, waiting for yoon-sung to come back with the drink he had offered]
Just... for the record? I'm not really that great or anything, yet, so... If you have any feedback, I'd be happy to hear it.
[they've talked about meeting in person for a long while, and prompto's definitely antsy right now, standing in front of the waffle house and waiting for kouhei to show up. today would be the day; they'd meet, eat waffles, and get to talk in person.]
[but it's all not just nervous energy. he's excited and happy, and it's clear on his face when he sees the young man he saw on the retrospec profile pictures.]
[It's definitely been one series of unfortunate circumstances after another with these two, and given what October had in store for everyone, there isn't much helping that they weren't able to meet up. But all the same.... Kouhei couldn't help looking forward to coming here today.
Hands in his pockets, he nervously looks around the premises as he approaches the waffle diner, and straightens up just a touch upon seeing--]
Prompto!
[There's a subtle excitement in Kouhei's voice that comes as even a slight surprise to himself as he offers a small wave in return, unable to keep from smiling softly in response to such a genuine reaction.
Does he look too awkward? Maybe Prompto wasn't expecting him to be so tall or something, or his expression is weird, or his hearing aids stand out too much, or-- No, no, there's no reason to be so nervous! Even if this is the first time they're meeting in person, they're friends! Friends!]
[walking into the mall isn't really that exciting all by itself; it's something prompto does all the time. walking into the mall with sorey to get some suits for the upcoming wedding is. prompto's so happy for his friends, and he can't really stop smiling about it]
I've never had a suit before! Well, for high school graduation, but it was one I loaned from the school so everyone got to see my ankles.
[he has no idea where they're going, but trusts sorey will know]
Ah, I've also been studyin' what it is I need to do as your best man.
[It's also new for Sorey purely because there are colors here that didn't use to be here. Holy shit. The world is finally starting to look a little more normal. Sorey is desperately trying to contain several tons of excitement and anticipation in his five foot something body.]
I have one, but it's not good for this. It's the wrong color, and I think the sleeves would be too long on you? Also, it's got paisley all along the inside and I'm not sure how you feel about paisley.
[Thankfully, there's at least one bridal shop in every mall. And the Towers basically counts as two, anyway!]
Oh, that's great! I sorta forgot to look it up myself. I just figured you'd... I dunno... say something at the reception? And I guess there's the 'bachelor party' deal. [He leads Prompto toward the escalator.] But I'm not interested in going to a club or anything, so you don't have to worry about that.
[it's been... two hours of them fishing. since the sky and the ocean are both back to blue, they decided that renting a boat they could sit on and fish in like true old men was the way to go. prompto actually saw the sparkles in noctis' eyes, but he also saw the malicious glint in noah's, because a boat meant less space for prompto to move around and entertain himself in.]
[he's at the other end of the boat, his back pressed to noctis', cap over his head for shade when he puts down his camera and toys around with the bait box.]
[noah sits before him, probably daring prompto to admit the ultimate truth]
[ Prompto is absolutely right to have seen that glimmer in Noctis' eye. He absolutely loves fishing, and is probably one of the only people out there to be legitimately excited about it. He enjoys simpler things sometimes.
Noctis leans comfortably against Prompto, his back pressed to the other's as he keeps an eye on his fishing rod. The waiting game may suck for others, but he finds it relaxing. ]
Not bad today, no. Almost getting too warm in my jacket.
[today, they get a group of middle schoolers to come and walk around the recolle u's campus, so that younger kids can go about starting to pick out their future paths. prompto thinks it's a bit silly considering the ages of the kids, but he still volunteered to be the representative to his major's studies along with two other students.]
[he sits outside in a small stand set up for photography students. a banner reads "PHOTOGRAPHY! MEDIA! MORE!" in decorative fonts and colors, and prompto is the happy face in it. there's cameras and portfolios for any interested youngster to have a look at what their current passion or hobby could be in the professional scope.]
Hi.
[he waves at the kids as they walk by, but very few of them seem to be too interested. still, prompto spots a girl kind of coming back and around the stand a few times. he smiles at her at one point and speaks up.]
[It is kind of silly in concept - but not to Juri, she doesn't think it's too soon to plan on college even though she already made her mind up from the start. She's already set on what path she wants, it's now just about wanting a small taste of that future while her class gets to chance to explore campus grounds.
She's been passing the photography stand a couple of times. She can't help but think some of the pictures seems familiar, she's sure she had seen them before.]
Huh? Oh!
[Feeling a tiny bit conscious, she fishes out her camera from her backpack's front zipper. It's a beaten up old pocket camera covered in stickers.]
[the squeak of a king size sharpie comes to a stop only when prompto finishes striking out another item from their to do list.]
Okay.
[he puts the cap on again and glances over at keigo, and their zillion photos in some sort of order on the floor of prompto's room. this study session was supposed to last maybe two hours at most, but it's now 10PM and they're both increasingly getting more anxious.]
The project's outline is done. I'll go print it out in a sec.
[at that, he taps the printer on the desk on, waits for it to boot up.]
We've figured out a timeline, we're just missing descriptions and critical analysis of each comparison... How is this the formative assignment? It's literally fuckin' everything we gotta do for the final product?!
[he doesn't want to be so loud he disturbs his brother in his room, but anxiety levels are Peaking]
[prompto tries to relax by sending the outline to print]
[ keigo sort of felt as though his own anxiety was permeating through the room and making prompto more anxious by association... or at least that was what it felt like. as he sat there, looking over the various piles of photographs, he felt that rushed feeling clamp down on him like a bear trap. truly stressful. ]
Dude, I don't know... But I got it, yeah.
[ keigo reached over to his bag and pulled it out, setting it on the floor with ... everything else that was spread all over the place. ]
I'll just be glad when this is over... It was hard to focus on all this shit with everything else goin' on...
[prompto feels a little awkward standing in front of the wooden doors of this catholic church, families filing in and greeting each other. he glances over back at john, and smiles nervously. at least, for the occasion, he decided not to dress in blacks and skulls, wearing instead a chipper turquoise shirt (yay, he can wear these again!) with black trousers, his hair combed back and not a sign of styling gel on it]
[even if he doesn't believe, he's gotta be respectful to god, or something, right?]
[ this church would have to do, he figures-- it's not ideal, even when episcopal churches could be in short supply (and he's unsure if that would be much better, frankly). it's not like he's never been to a catholic one before. he's been to this one. he's waved at a few friendly faces by now. ]
[ it's fine. maybe prompto would like it. ]
[ john ran a comb through his hair today. wore proper pants and a shirt he still couldn't be bothered to button properly. ditched the hat. nodding affirmation at the comment, when he glances back to prompto and-- stops. ]
... Relax a lil', would you? It's not like you're gonna burst into flames, or somethin', enterin' here.
[one thursday evening, prompto shows up to meet with iwai. he's wrapped up warm and in his backpack he carries the necessary equipment for today's small bonding excursion]
Hey, Iwai!
[he's bouncing on his feet, raising a hand in greeting, all smiles]
Thanks for meeting me. I've been lookin' forward to this all week!
[Sometimes this kid makes him feel like he's taken in a puppy. Still, he doesn't mind and he finishes locking the door and tucking the shop keys into his pocket.]
Heh. Come on, kid. We'll take my car there and I'll drive ya home after.
[He waves his hand to beckon Prompto to follow him around the back to where his car is, unlocking it then getting in. The outside isn't anything special but Iwai's got a nice black leather interior on the inside. Obviously that part is the part he's customized.]
[prompto's just minding his business, walking down the street after his shift, and watches as... someone struggles with getting some boxes into a van. moving was always such an odyssey. he keeps watching for a while, twilight not letting him fully appreciate who exactly he is looking at.]
[after a moment, however, he does recognize the individual.]
Oh! Fai!
[he quickens his pace, taking out his earbuds from his ears]
[Thankfully the moving van isn't meant to carry everything that Fai owns right at this moment. He's still on the lease for his apartment for another month, so he's got plenty of time to slowly shift things over to the new house. The most important stuff right now is the contents of his kitchen, if he's going to somehow throw together a Thanksgiving dinner at the new place.
What he was not, in any way, shape or form, expecting at this moment was to suddenly find himself face to face with Prompto. He likes Prompto, of course, but the only members of Team Cognac he's seen since he lost his eye have been Mafuyu and Noah--and when he'd seen Mafuyu he'd been in costume, so the eyepatch hadn't exactly stood out.
After that initial moment of surprise he recovers quickly, smiling at the younger man.]
Ah, I suppose I do! Thank you, Prompto. [He laughs a little] Are you out scouting for good deeds to do, or...?
[when prompto was invite to rosalind's new home, he didn't actually think she would go ahead with her threat of "not inviting him in." he pouts at the door, it not budging as he tries opening it.]
[he rings at the door bell...]
Okay, this isn't helpin' the horror movie vibes, actually?
[MAYBE DON'T INSULT HER NEXT TIME, SON. MAYBE DON'T BE RUDE. MAYBE--
No, she's just busy, sorry. There's a yowling noise from upstairs, because poor Kawaii-san is not taking his change in circumstance well, but soon enough Rosalind is opening the door.]
Hallo, Prompto.
[She looks just a bit haggard. Perhaps he'll have to meet Kawaii-san another day.]
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►MINATO
[but that's not all; following at his heels is a smaller dog, athena, barking excitedly and bumping into prompto's feet and getting the leashes coiled together]
--agh, Tiny, c'mon.
[as if that wasn't enough, prompto's carrying in his backpack one curious birman cat, sniffing and licking at the back of prompto's head once in a while]
Sorry, sorry!
[he knows that he brought a circus]
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Prompto's animals look healthy, from what he can see, so he's hoping it's a routine visit. Normally, this means leaning against the counter and going through the monotonous check-in process, but Minato steps out to help untangle those leashes first. ]
Hi, my name's— [ Athena barks over his name. He decides that's okay ] Any concerns I can address today?
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►SEREN
[it will all be picture perfect, is what prompto thinks as he sets down his tripod and readjusts his backpack, bringing out his phone from his pocket to text the star of the show.]
hey seren i'm here and the weather's great
where you at?
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And because she's already there, she doesn't bother texting back. She'll just stand next to him, sip loudly enough to be noticed, and enjoy the warmth of the almost noontime sun. ]
CAN I EVER GET HER NAME RIGHT
idk it took me 2 months of copy paste
kick my ass any time i get it wrong
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►NOCTIS
[is what prompto sighs out as he opens the door to noctis' penthouse, turning around on his feet twice to untangle himself from the leashes and then closing the door. all three pets are impatient, and prompto does himself a favor, getting down on his knees and unbuckling both dogs before tiredly lying down on the floor so that etro can escape the confines of his backpack whenever]
[but she just lies down there, looking around and licking at her paw once in a while]
[whine]
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There's a bit of a struggle, some laughing before he finally gets up. ]
Did Prompto take you guys out?
[ He says that in his stupid baby-voice, the one he only uses to talk to the animals. And they go nuts every time. The sounds of their collars and paws click-clacking on the floor echo and get louder as Noctis comes out to the living room.
He pauses when he sees Prompto laying on the floor, tangled in leashes and still in his coat. Etro looks like she's settled on living in his backpack, and Noctis wears a lopsided smile. He snorts. ]
Tough day with the kids?
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►YOON-SUNG
[so he sits, waiting for yoon-sung to come back with the drink he had offered]
Just... for the record? I'm not really that great or anything, yet, so... If you have any feedback, I'd be happy to hear it.
►KOUHEI
[but it's all not just nervous energy. he's excited and happy, and it's clear on his face when he sees the young man he saw on the retrospec profile pictures.]
[he waves, bouncing on his feet]
Hey, Kou!
Sorry for the wait!
Hands in his pockets, he nervously looks around the premises as he approaches the waffle diner, and straightens up just a touch upon seeing--]
Prompto!
[There's a subtle excitement in Kouhei's voice that comes as even a slight surprise to himself as he offers a small wave in return, unable to keep from smiling softly in response to such a genuine reaction.
Does he look too awkward? Maybe Prompto wasn't expecting him to be so tall or something, or his expression is weird, or his hearing aids stand out too much, or-- No, no, there's no reason to be so nervous! Even if this is the first time they're meeting in person, they're friends! Friends!]
I hope you haven't been waiting for me too long.
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►SOREY
I've never had a suit before! Well, for high school graduation, but it was one I loaned from the school so everyone got to see my ankles.
[he has no idea where they're going, but trusts sorey will know]
Ah, I've also been studyin' what it is I need to do as your best man.
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I have one, but it's not good for this. It's the wrong color, and I think the sleeves would be too long on you? Also, it's got paisley all along the inside and I'm not sure how you feel about paisley.
[Thankfully, there's at least one bridal shop in every mall. And the Towers basically counts as two, anyway!]
Oh, that's great! I sorta forgot to look it up myself. I just figured you'd... I dunno... say something at the reception? And I guess there's the 'bachelor party' deal. [He leads Prompto toward the escalator.] But I'm not interested in going to a club or anything, so you don't have to worry about that.
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sorry this is so late ;-;
►NOCTIS&NOAH
[he's at the other end of the boat, his back pressed to noctis', cap over his head for shade when he puts down his camera and toys around with the bait box.]
[noah sits before him, probably daring prompto to admit the ultimate truth]
[he's bored as fuck]
So, great weather for November, huh?
[what's this slimy worm bait for...]
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Noctis leans comfortably against Prompto, his back pressed to the other's as he keeps an eye on his fishing rod. The waiting game may suck for others, but he finds it relaxing. ]
Not bad today, no. Almost getting too warm in my jacket.
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►JURI
[he sits outside in a small stand set up for photography students. a banner reads "PHOTOGRAPHY! MEDIA! MORE!" in decorative fonts and colors, and prompto is the happy face in it. there's cameras and portfolios for any interested youngster to have a look at what their current passion or hobby could be in the professional scope.]
Hi.
[he waves at the kids as they walk by, but very few of them seem to be too interested. still, prompto spots a girl kind of coming back and around the stand a few times. he smiles at her at one point and speaks up.]
Do you like taking pictures?
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She's been passing the photography stand a couple of times. She can't help but think some of the pictures seems familiar, she's sure she had seen them before.]
Huh? Oh!
[Feeling a tiny bit conscious, she fishes out her camera from her backpack's front zipper. It's a beaten up old pocket camera covered in stickers.]
I do, I'm part of newspaper club in my school.
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►KEIGO
Okay.
[he puts the cap on again and glances over at keigo, and their zillion photos in some sort of order on the floor of prompto's room. this study session was supposed to last maybe two hours at most, but it's now 10PM and they're both increasingly getting more anxious.]
The project's outline is done. I'll go print it out in a sec.
[at that, he taps the printer on the desk on, waits for it to boot up.]
We've figured out a timeline, we're just missing descriptions and critical analysis of each comparison... How is this the formative assignment? It's literally fuckin' everything we gotta do for the final product?!
[he doesn't want to be so loud he disturbs his brother in his room, but anxiety levels are Peaking]
[prompto tries to relax by sending the outline to print]
Y'got the binder, right?
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[ keigo sort of felt as though his own anxiety was permeating through the room and making prompto more anxious by association... or at least that was what it felt like. as he sat there, looking over the various piles of photographs, he felt that rushed feeling clamp down on him like a bear trap. truly stressful. ]
Dude, I don't know... But I got it, yeah.
[ keigo reached over to his bag and pulled it out, setting it on the floor with ... everything else that was spread all over the place. ]
I'll just be glad when this is over... It was hard to focus on all this shit with everything else goin' on...
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►JOHN
[even if he doesn't believe, he's gotta be respectful to god, or something, right?]
I'll just follow your lead, I guess?
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[ it's fine. maybe prompto would like it. ]
[ john ran a comb through his hair today. wore proper pants and a shirt he still couldn't be bothered to button properly. ditched the hat. nodding affirmation at the comment, when he glances back to prompto and-- stops. ]
... Relax a lil', would you? It's not like you're gonna burst into flames, or somethin', enterin' here.
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►IWAI
Hey, Iwai!
[he's bouncing on his feet, raising a hand in greeting, all smiles]
Thanks for meeting me. I've been lookin' forward to this all week!
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Heh. Come on, kid. We'll take my car there and I'll drive ya home after.
[He waves his hand to beckon Prompto to follow him around the back to where his car is, unlocking it then getting in. The outside isn't anything special but Iwai's got a nice black leather interior on the inside. Obviously that part is the part he's customized.]
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►FAI
[after a moment, however, he does recognize the individual.]
Oh! Fai!
[he quickens his pace, taking out his earbuds from his ears]
Y'need some help?
[well, he's already taking one side of the box]
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What he was not, in any way, shape or form, expecting at this moment was to suddenly find himself face to face with Prompto. He likes Prompto, of course, but the only members of Team Cognac he's seen since he lost his eye have been Mafuyu and Noah--and when he'd seen Mafuyu he'd been in costume, so the eyepatch hadn't exactly stood out.
After that initial moment of surprise he recovers quickly, smiling at the younger man.]
Ah, I suppose I do! Thank you, Prompto. [He laughs a little] Are you out scouting for good deeds to do, or...?
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►ROSALIND
[he rings at the door bell...]
Okay, this isn't helpin' the horror movie vibes, actually?
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No, she's just busy, sorry. There's a yowling noise from upstairs, because poor Kawaii-san is not taking his change in circumstance well, but soon enough Rosalind is opening the door.]
Hallo, Prompto.
[She looks just a bit haggard. Perhaps he'll have to meet Kawaii-san another day.]
Come in.
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►ARDYN
[prompto stands with his arms crossed, then becomes too antsy to stand like this, putting his hands at his hips instead, cocking his head to the side]
The exact same thing's been happenin' to Noct.
[a small grimace]
If you warp into the water, you know I'm not gonna dive in, right?