Prompto Argentum (
clickclickbang) wrote in
middaeg2019-08-03 11:23 am
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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
[Hit me up for whatever else you might wanna do! Plurk is here or just PM me!]
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
[Hit me up for whatever else you might wanna do! Plurk is here or just PM me!]

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I think so...let's head somewhere else.
[At least off the dancefloor. Don't mind him pulling you, Prompto, because now he's just anxious to get away from the stares.]
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[And off they go.]
Where to?
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Over here's fine.
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But Prompto goes and flops down in a chair with a loud sigh.]
Alone at last.
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[Listen, when you grow two miniature satellite dishes out of your head, you become just a little self-conscious. Even if you're not the only one to have them.]
By the way, I'll totally judge you if you go vegan.
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[He actually considered going vegan at one point. Decided against it.]
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[Ignis' meat dishes alone is reason enough not to even go vegetarian.]
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[Along with Prompto's spicy chicken...though he did already make curry in the recent past, so it's possible he's already made the chicken as well.]
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He should...probably tell Noct but like. How?!]
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Imagine having something like this for our Bonding ceremony. Smaller, obviously, but fancier.
[Prompto and Ignis would have to invite their friends, since Noctis doesn't have many here yet.]
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[Prompto wouldn't have, but Ignis might.]
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[Beat.]
I mean, there's one thing we could've changed, but...
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[Seriously, what? He thought it was pretty good for being, y'know. Them.]
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...for a quick kiss on the cheek. A little longer than a peck, but definitely more chaste than anything.]
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D-did you just kiss me?
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[It seemed like a good idea. It also seemed like a decent idea back then...and at more than a few points during their roadtrip. But that's beside the point.]
If you didn't want it, I...
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[Prompto.exe has crashed.]
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[He's not sure how to troubleshoot Prompto.exe. Uh.]
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You--wait, for a while? Like, how long? Since getting here or...?
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Mostly since last month. But a couple times before then, here and there...
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And he's just sitting here, a little baffled.]
Seriously? S-sorry, it's just...if it wasn't for the whole Lady Lunafreya thing...
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[Someone else's wedding is not a good time to pour out feelings about how he might like Prompto a little more than 'best friends'.]
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Prom smiles a bit and reaches for Noctis's hand.]
You know you're literally the most important person in my life, yeah?
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[He's going to take that hand! And interlace his fingers with Prompto's.
Time to be coupley, there's no other option.]
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