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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

[activatingcombatmode]

Dude.

[If Prompto wasn't up on his chocobo right now he'd slap him on the back and carry him off to the coven to find his witch pal.]

Do you think he'd be happy to hear something like that?

[clickclickbang]

[As if Zack couldn't do that even with Prom on his bird.]

Probably not, but that's why I'm not telling him.

[activatingcombatmode]

You got some backward sense of logic there, Prompto.

[Friends help friends, that's how it works!!]

[clickclickbang]

[He sighs a little.]

Yeah, you're not the first person to say that....

[activatingcombatmode]

[He shrugs!!]

Then maybe you should take the hint! I'm just saying that if you've got some good bonds, those people should want to take care of you just as much as you take care of them. That's what it's all about, right? Even if there's multiple people involved.

[clickclickbang]

I know, it's just...not that easy.

[Anxiety's a bitch.]

[activatingcombatmode]

What's his name again? Your witch bond?

[Asking for a friend. Literally.]

[clickclickbang]

What, you mean Ignis?

[. . .

Wait.]

Dude, no.

[activatingcombatmode]

[Ignis. Alright, he can work with that.

He turns away with a smirk.]

No, what?

[clickclickbang]

You're gonna talk to him, aren't you?

[activatingcombatmode]

Hm?

[SO ANYWAY----]

Weren't you on a delivery?

[clickclickbang]

[...fuck, yeah.]

And I should probably get back to it. See you later?

[Traitor!!]

[activatingcombatmode]

[Only because he cares!!]

Yeah, take it easy, Prompto. I mean it.

[He grins.]