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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.]

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Comments

[showsnopiety]

[And she's still got a hand on Prim's bridle too.

At least she follows when he starts leading them back to his place.]

Mm. I wasn't sure what to expect, and I still don't. At least it explains why I want to climb up to high places.

[And why she's far more energetic at dawn and dusk...]

[clickclickbang]

Any idea what animals you're getting parts of?

[showsnopiety]

I think one of them is a big cat. A leopard of some sort.

[She holds up an arm, and her sleeve falls back to reveal rosettes.]

The pattern gave it away.

[clickclickbang]

Oooh.

[Pretty.]

If you start getting a tail, I got the name of a place from a friend that apparently does pants and stuff for people like us.

[showsnopiety]

Oh, I do have one. I just have it under my dress right now.

[It's short and kind of adorable rn.]

Is it someone at Knit Wit? Because I've been learning how to do that.

[clickclickbang]

Nah, a mom and pop shop he said. But you're learning?

[showsnopiety]

I have. It helps that I work there as a mender-and I've been wanting to learn customization for a pet project of mine.

[clickclickbang]

Oh? Whatcha doin'?

[showsnopiety]

Animal ear hoodies.

[clickclickbang]

...can I get a dog eared one. I don't think I'm getting dog ears but I need a dog eared hoodie.

[showsnopiety]

Of course. I'd just need your measurements but-I can do that. Would you like a tail too?

[clickclickbang]

Nah, I'm pretty sure I'll have my own eventually.

[They get to Prompto's house and he heads off to stable Prim.]

Stable's this way!

[showsnopiety]

Will you?

[She makes a small amused sound. Well then, she won't be the only one telegraphing how she really feels via tail then.]

Right. I'll follow your lead.

[It's his place anyway. And gives her time to prepare to do the Thing.]

[clickclickbang]

My butt's been hurting for months now and I had a tail last full moon. If I don't get one soon I'm complaining to the management.

[showsnopiety]

[She stifled a laugh behind her hand. That was actually funny.]

If you don't get one soon, you can take mine. It's short and fluffy and not at all doglike, but it'd stop the pain, maybe.

[clickclickbang]

Cat or something else?

[He starts to stable Primula, fluffing her feathers and getting her feed and everything.]

[showsnopiety]

Cat. If you give me a moment, I can pull it out for you to examine.

[After stabling the big burd. Prim has priority, being a troublemaker and all. Caren moved to fluff Prim's feather's too, making quiet cooing noises. What a cute chocobo.]

[clickclickbang]

I'm good.

[Look, he knows what that would entail and he is not encouraging Caren getting anything close to naked around him.

Food fed, feathers fluffed, water made ready...Prompto nods after a moment.]

There we go, now you can't cause me anymore trouble, can ya?

Kweh!!

[showsnopiety]

You're so shy.

[She grinned, but didn't go for it. Instead, she gave Prim one last stroke, and offered Prompto her hand.]

I promised to show you something once this was done, didn't I? Let's go.

[clickclickbang]

[Yes, yes he is.

He's also no fool so he's pretty sure taking her hand is a trap but.

Well.

Prompto takes it anyway because this might as well happen. Whatever "this" is. Maybe he's wrong.]

[showsnopiety]

[At least it's a nice trap? Hopefully.

She takes his hand, gently leading him away from the stable, to somewhere he can sit. It's easier that way to be eye to eye to him, and even between his legs if he lets him to get nice and close.]

Take a deep breath. I'm not going to hurt you.

[clickclickbang]

[Grow a few inches Caren.]

I know, but you're being all catty and I'm nervous.

[showsnopiety]

[WOULD IF SHE COULD]

I am not.

[She huffs! And leans in to offer Prompto a gentle kiss on the mouth.]

[clickclickbang]

[YEP he was right.

Sorta.

He expected something more...more, because Caren but honestly he can work with this. Prompto's not a "good" kisser by any stretch but he can at least lean in and return the kiss? Even if he's stiff and unsure about all this.]

[showsnopiety]

[He challenged, she delivered!

But she was being nice about it. Caren doesn't think about being a good kisser or not. She's just trying to be gentle, even as she nuzzles her mouth against his.

And offer his still captured hand a squeeze. She's not planning to go long, just long enough to make a point.]