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[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]
Sorry, sorry!
[he knows that he brought a circus]
[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]
[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?
[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?
Edited 2017-11-12 18:43 (UTC)
I can't believe you guys...
[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]
[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]
[ 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. ]
Tough day with the kids?
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?
[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.
[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.]
[he waves, bouncing on his feet]
Hey, Kou!
[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!
[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.
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 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]
[he's bored as fuck]
So, great weather for November, huh?
[what's this slimy worm bait for...]
[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...]
[ 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.
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.]
Do you like taking pictures?
[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?
[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]
Y'got the binder, right?
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?
Edited 2017-11-12 21:15 (UTC)
[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?]
I'll just follow your lead, I guess?
[even if he doesn't believe, he's gotta be respectful to god, or something, right?]
I'll just follow your lead, I guess?
[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!
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!
[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]
Y'need some help?
[well, he's already taking one side of the box]
[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]
[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?
[he rings at the door bell...]
Okay, this isn't helpin' the horror movie vibes, actually?
[secluded area of the beach to test out some weird magic powers? check.]
[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?
[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?
[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.
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.
[ 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.
[ 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.
[There sure was a malicious glint in Noah's eye as he boarded the boat. In fact, it was very likely that he suggested the boat in the first place- because it would give Prompto way less ways to keep entertained.
When he played, he played to win. And as such, while he's lounging and waiting for his own bites, he'll keep what he says super short.]
Yeah. It's not bad.
When he played, he played to win. And as such, while he's lounging and waiting for his own bites, he'll keep what he says super short.]
Yeah. It's not bad.
Edited 2017-11-12 23:18 (UTC)
[prompto hasn't moved, actually closed his eyes because he might as well fall asleep here.]
You've spoiled 'em too much.
[but he responds to noctis, etro going back to licking at the back of his head. prompto giggles at this, because that's one of his ticklish spots]
I-I'm going to live on the floor now, okay...
You've spoiled 'em too much.
[but he responds to noctis, etro going back to licking at the back of his head. prompto giggles at this, because that's one of his ticklish spots]
I-I'm going to live on the floor now, okay...
[this lack of conversation is killing him]
...yeah, not bad.
[he stands up abruptly, moving the boat a bit from side to side. he doesn't move until it stops swaying, stretching his arms up]
What's the score so far? Noctis six, Noah four? Is it too late to enter the fray?
...yeah, not bad.
[he stands up abruptly, moving the boat a bit from side to side. he doesn't move until it stops swaying, stretching his arms up]
What's the score so far? Noctis six, Noah four? Is it too late to enter the fray?
[prompto doesn't even know what paisley is]
Uhuh, hate that paisley.
[???]
For all you know, it could be a big snowball fight and chocobos. Trust me, I already figured a club wasn't something you'd have wanted. Oh, but I'll need a list of friends? To invite them.
Uhuh, hate that paisley.
[???]
For all you know, it could be a big snowball fight and chocobos. Trust me, I already figured a club wasn't something you'd have wanted. Oh, but I'll need a list of friends? To invite them.
Did I mention the part where I seemed pretty close to this Chill Satan figure in my visions?
[he lowers his voice, but appreciates john's attempt to help him relax.]
[he totally didn't squeak when john stopped suddenly. nervously, fixes his hair behind his ear.]
Ma-maybe just hold m'hand.
[is he kidding ? raises his hand, flexing fingers]
[he lowers his voice, but appreciates john's attempt to help him relax.]
[he totally didn't squeak when john stopped suddenly. nervously, fixes his hair behind his ear.]
Ma-maybe just hold m'hand.
[is he kidding ? raises his hand, flexing fingers]
[Sorey just assumes Prompto knows what he's talking about.]
Hey, that sounds fun! I like snowball fights, and chocobos are cute!
[... Sorey is apparently up for anything.]
Oh, right. I can get you a list of names and numbers! Or just names. I think everyone's on Retrospec.
[He leads Prompto up yet another escalator. The bridal shop (spelled with an extra 'pe' at the end) takes up this entire floor, it seems-- and there are many, many different kinds of dresses and suits displayed in the freshly washed glass windows. Sorey pauses for a moment. He's... a little overwhelmed.]
Oh, wow.
Hey, that sounds fun! I like snowball fights, and chocobos are cute!
[... Sorey is apparently up for anything.]
Oh, right. I can get you a list of names and numbers! Or just names. I think everyone's on Retrospec.
[He leads Prompto up yet another escalator. The bridal shop (spelled with an extra 'pe' at the end) takes up this entire floor, it seems-- and there are many, many different kinds of dresses and suits displayed in the freshly washed glass windows. Sorey pauses for a moment. He's... a little overwhelmed.]
Oh, wow.
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