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Who: Prompto and whoever!
When: Most of August
Where: All around the city
What: Part-time jobs, supply runs, and Shenaningans
Warnings: None atm

Part Timer for Precogstitchin'

[Look. When you have a giant yellow bird who needs exercise, you find yourself doing a lot of deliveries to ensure she gets her exercise.

Sooo yeah. Once again Prompto and Primula are running around the city, dropping off packages and nearly running pedestrians over who don't hear the cries of "make way" and "'scuse me, comin' through". He's sorry if you're one of those pedestrians.

He's not sorry if he pulls up at your door, hops off Prim, and knocks.]

Delivery from Precogstitchin'!

Supply Runs

[Hilariously, Prompto is not taking his chocobo out on these. That is a terrible idea, especially when he's still adjusting to this older style of gun.

That being said, horses are terrifying and he'd much rather have chocobos but he's not risking his for this.

Prompto shoves the spell scrolls in his pocket, checking over his gun and ammo before turning to whoever's nearby and also ready for this job.]

You, uh, you wanna lead that horse...?

Lunasa

[Of course he's all about this holiday and is having a blast helping people get set up or playing witness to all these weddings. There are tears. He has bought at least five handkerchiefs today alone. Thank the Six that his coat from Precogstitchin' has, like, ten pockets on the inside for all these tissues.

Wanna bother Prompto as he just enjoys the festival? He keeps getting pieces from Precogstitchin' to show off, so he's probably looking pretty weird (or normal, who knows what world your from.)

Or maybe you got roped into helping at a wedding like he did and now suddenly you're dance partners? Sorry when he steps on your toes.

Or maybe it's near the end of Lunasa and you spot him chasing after one (1) overgrown yellow chicken as she runs away from him with a half-dead garland in her beak. Someone got the munchies while out on her daily walk with Prompto.]

Wildcard

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Comments

Lunasa

[quickrecipeh]

[Prompto isn't the only one dutifully attending ceremonies. In fact, it might seem strange, but Ignis is dressed to the nines and making the rounds like a man on a mission. It might be odd to see him being so attentive to local customs, but it's become the usual lately. He's been intently studying this world and all the workings he can possibly take in.

He runs into Prompto (not literally) at one of these functions, just after having finished a dance with a lovely young man around his same age. Bowing properly to him, they go their separate ways after the song ends. Ignis, on the hunt for refreshment, finds his friend instead.]

It's actually interesting, isn't it? And you look quite nice in that.

[clickclickbang]

[Prompto beams when Iggy heads over, doing a little turn to show of his suit]

You think so? And yeah, it is. I think I saw stuff like this in video games and movies back home, but it's way different seeing it in real life.

[quickrecipeh]

Handsome indeed.

[He smiles, straightening his own tailcoat and looking around. He still feels weirdly darker than everyone else, so maybe he'll go change in a bit...]

I've been throwing myself into all of this for good reason, and I can't help but have a touch of fun at the same time. And here I thought I wasn't one for weddings.

[clickclickbang]

Oh? A reason?

[Dude, none of them like weddings. Too much trauma.]

[quickrecipeh]

Yes.

[He takes Prompto by the arm and ushers him over to some refreshments, picking up a drink for himself.]

I let a wild idea get into my head, and I'm afraid it's stuck. I'd planned to run it by both Noct and yourself before I pursued it, of course.

[clickclickbang]

[And Prompto goes, eager for snacks.]

If it involves cooking, the answer is yes.

[quickrecipeh]

[He chuckles.]

While I'm sure you'd prefer I say I'm planning to open a restaurant or something, it's actually the opposite. I'm looking at going into public service. Namely...

[He moves in closer, and looks as though he's secretly incredibly excited about this prospect.]

...as an advocate for Monsters' rights. Or, rather, off-world persons' rights in general, but particularly focused on the plights of those who are saddled with the various changes. There's nothing in place to help people adapt or adjust, and little system for ensuring their health and well-being.

[A sip.]

Then again, perhaps I'm being too ambitious.

[clickclickbang]

[Iggy wants to go into politics?

Prompto beams even wider.]

That'd be a great idea, Iggy! You're one of the smoothest talkers I know and definitely the most intelligent. You'd kill it at politics and as one of the guys who was here that first month? The locals still aren't too happy with us.

[quickrecipeh]

I've noticed they seem to want little to do with us, especially those who are more conspicuously affected by their status. If anyone can just get a foot in the door for those of you who need it most, it might be helpful. I doubt Noct will have any political ambitions here, which is understandable, but I... Can't sit idly by when I have skills that could work in our favor.

[He manages a smile at Prompto's approval.]

You don't think it overly ambitious?

[clickclickbang]

Even if I did, would it stop you? Again: you blew up a malboro. Blind.

[quickrecipeh]

As a friend, I'd hope you'd offer an honest opinion on it all. And, of course, as someone who's been here longer than myself.

[He glances away, then back.]

I haven't even proverbially blown up a malboro here.

[clickclickbang]

Yet.

[He laughs, throwing an arm around Iggy's shoulders as best he can.]

You'd be great, Iggy.

[quickrecipeh]

[Leaning into Prompto, he can't help grinning.]

I'll drop the idea on Noct as well, then. As long as I have everyone's blessing, I'll start putting my studies to use. I've been spending a lot of time getting acclimated and trying to brush up on basic skills; I'd hate to see my diplomacy fall by the wayside.