Bonds and Talks and Chocobros, Oh My! [closed]

[clickclickbang]

Who: Prompto Argentum, Noctis Lucis Caelum, and Ignis Scientia
When: July 6th onwards
Where: Prompto's place and Noct/Iggy's place
What: Bonding needs to happen stat, but so do some important conversations.
Warnings: TBD

Starters below because there's a lot of threads about to happen here.

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[clickclickbang]

...y'know, that wouldn't surprise me. It's Iggy, after all. But, uh, cool. Cool cool cool...

[Deep breaths, Prompto.]

Cuz I think we maybe should talk. About. Home.

[eluci]

[Deep breaths are good. Noctis is slightly concerned for you right now, buddy.]

We can. What about home?

[clickclickbang]

Uh...stuff. Let's...sit down, or something and not stand in the hall like weirdos.

[eluci]

[It's arguably warmer somewhere other than the hall as well, so no complaints.]

Couch then? The living room's closest if you want to go in there.

[clickclickbang]

Sure. Uh, sorry if I shed on it.

[He gestures to his...general everything as they make their way to the living room.]

My fur's getting thicker.

[eluci]

As long as that's the worst thing you do to it, I don't really care.

[He is very ambivalent on the whole to his friend growing fur. He is less ambivalent to himself growing fur, but that's one reason why he's wearing pants.]

Is there more of it all over or just in the same places?

[clickclickbang]

Back, shoulders, it's down to my knees now and it's definitely dog. Ass still hurts so no tail yet.

[eluci]

...That was a little too much information, thanks.

[clickclickbang]

You asked!

[Prompto flops down, mindful of said hurting ass.]

So.

[eluci]

Not about your ass.

[He flops down next to him, sitting on part of the blanket and tossing the rest over the back of the couch.]

So...?

[clickclickbang]

We...never got around to talking about the stuff that happened in Gralea, y'know.

[eluci]

The...which part of the stuff? A lot of stuff happened there.

[clickclickbang]

All of it, really, though, uh, you...don't remember the Crystal, right?

[eluci]

Not at all. Last I remember is springing you from jail and then suddenly I'm falling out of a mirror.

So we found the Crystal eventually, then?

[clickclickbang]

Yeah, sorta.

[Ugh.]

Should I just start from there?

[eluci]

[Sorry Prom.]

Yeah, start there.

[clickclickbang]

So...after you guys get me outta there, Ignis or someone--probably Ignis--figures out that the thing stopping your Armiger is in the center of the fort. And the door is locked. And I...unlock it.

[He tugs at his armband. Six, he's never going to be able to say this without the bottom of his stomach falling out and his fingers going numb.]

There's a...barcode, under that. Has been since I was a baby. I'm...I'm a clone. Meant to be an MT, until someone decided to get me outta the lab.

[eluci]

Probably Ignis. Leave him to figure out something like that.

[Of course Prompto unlocks it, he's the techie, he'd be the one to figure

out

wait.

What. Don't mind him, he's just going to lean over and see if he can check out that barcode.]

You're telling me there are people inside those robots?

[clickclickbang]

[He'll let him, even taking the wristband off. He's never done that before, but if Noct wants to see...]

N-no. I don't know the details, it was all a bit, y'know, biobabble and traumatizing but...b-basically, their head scientist wanted to use daemons to power MTs! And daemons are...were people. But using adult people who lived a normal life didn't work. So clones. And lots of people that look like me in vats.

[eluci]

...You're kidding.

[He's clearly not, and Noctis doesn't think he is, but he's having trouble wrapping his head around all of that. Niflheim's weaponized daemons, news at 11, but he'd assumed that the MTs were just what their name sounded like--magitek.

He smooths his thumb over the barcode a couple times, before putting his own hand over it.]

...Shit...so all the ones we've killed up to this point...?

[clickclickbang]

Just daemon-powered machines. Whatever they do to make 'em, they're not human inside. Not anymore, just like how most daemons aren't human or dog or whatever anymore.

[eluci]

[That's...strangely relieving. Then again, he didn't witness all of that first-hand and isn't the one with the barcode.

While he's got his hand on Prompto's wrist...he's just going to tighten his grip on it, and use that arm to pull Prompto into a hug. There's nothing he can think of to say that doesn't sound either ridiculous or insincere even in his head, so this seems like the best option.]

[clickclickbang]

[Oh.

Wow he needed this. He clings to Noct, trying very hard not to cry right now. It's not working so great, but.]

You still wanna be my friend?

[eluci]

[Cling away--Noctis isn't letting go anytime soon, holding to Prompto's shirt and depending on what he's wearing, possibly fur.]

That's a stupid question and I'm not answering it.

[clickclickbang]

Look, I just wanted to make sure. You said it was fine before, but we never talked about it...and we're not gonna get the chance to back home. Not for a while.