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

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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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Only because you didn't think of it first.

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Well, you're not entirely incorrect. I should've beat you to that one. Alas, you're the quicker of us with puns.

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It's in my name!

["Prompto" = "prompt" = "quick" look fight him.]

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[HONESTLY. Ignis sighs.]

You can't rely on your name to get you everywhere, or I'd be lighting things on fire regularly.

[Wait.]

I suppose I am, though, being a Witch and all. What do you think that means for Noct?

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Naps. His name is night light.

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Ah, the literal Lucian naming conventions claim another victim.

[He bows his head.]

Here lies Noct's productivity, doomed by his very name.

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[Prompto shakes his head and sighs.]

He never stood a chance.

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Have we failed him as friends? I let him sleep in thirty whole minutes today.

[Snerk.]

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A whole thirty minutes? For shame, Iggy! For shame!

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I know, I know. I'm letting him get away with these things far too easily these days.

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I mean, can't blame you.

[What with the whole "Noct's gonna die" thing.]

You're a total pushover, after all!

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Indeed I am, when it comes to the two of you. Not that either of you would listen even if I tried not to be.

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Hey, I would! You're way smarter than I am. Also? Scary.

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Scary? You still think that?

[A bit of disappointment.]

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Yeah, in the "do not piss off" way. Like my mom.

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[The mom comparison isn't new, but it's a little disheartening.]

I'll try not to mother you to death.

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[Look.]

Hey, if I die because of someone caring too much? I'm okay with that.

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I'll smother you with my care, then.

[SIGH. But he's a little amused, at least.]

You know... not to bring up anything strange, but I appreciate knowing what you think of me. I find the longer I'm here, the more I value candor.

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Yeah?

[Settling back down again.]

I thought it was obvious before. What I thought.

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In some ways, perhaps. And I'll admit I was rather preoccupied with Noct. Maybe I've become complacent here.

[He frowns, resting his head tentatively against Prompto's.]

But to hear them in so many words is actually refreshing.

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[And Prompto lets him. Touch really does help, and the more they lie like this the better he feels.]

Then next time you need a pick-me-up, just lemme know alright?

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[He doesn't know if it's the Bond or what, but some of his latent anxieties are starting to ebb away. He runs a hand gently along Prompto's arm, as though checking to make sure it doesn't have any changes.]

As much as I should probably tell you I'm fine, and will be fine... I'll keep that generous offer in mind.

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[There's fur that stops around his elbows, but that's been there.]

Good. I mean it, Igs.

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[He's seen the fur before, so it's not like it's shocking. But nothing else seems out of place.

A thought. He draws his fingers up into the fur and runs them back along it, in the direction of hair growth. He's... petting it. Okay.]

You've been through things I only have nightmares about. You've seen things I've come to fear, in a sense.

[He rests his chin on Prompto's shoulder.]

I'm sure we all have similar nightmares. Similar recollections. That's when I need it the most. When I wake up alone. There was something comforting about being close to all of you.

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[He's...being pet. He loves this holy shit.]

Mmm, yeah. I need to talk to Paris, see if he's cool with you guys moving in now that we're bonded...oh, but you've got Caren to worry about.