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middaeg2019-06-02 10:03 am
June Catch-all [OTA + One Closed Prompt]
Who: Prompto + you!
When: First half of June
Where: All over the place
What: Jobs, reuniting with your bffs, shenanigans
Warnings: Awkward flirting? Spoilers for FF15?
Closed: Ignis and Noctis
[Prompto didn't even have to go apply for this job; the person in charge of the delivery service took one look at Prompto taking Primula for a job and practically begged them to play delivery boy. Apparently a giant bird was perfect for carrying packages. Who knew?
They were given directions to the place and they're on their way there now after a stop off at the house to get Prim's saddle and bridle. Of course, Prompto didn't think to kit her up before leaving the house so she is now running off down a side street with her rider chasing after her.]
Get back here! Why does this always happen to me...
Open: Delivery!
[And after that emotional mess of a reunion, Prompto can be found dashing about on chocobo-back as he delivers letters and small packages. Are you a recipient? Are you just walking by as a yellow birdy blur zips past you and maybe knocks you down? Either way you won't catch him until he stops in front of his destination.]
Delivery!
Open: Festival Prep
[He's a busy bee this month, apparently, as he has picked up a second part-time job! Or possibly more, as Prompto seems to be helping out whatever shop will take him that day and that leaves him doing a lot of things.
For some reason, he gets asked to carry things from one place to another a lot and he's not sure why. He's not strong or anything, so he spends a lot of time struggling down the street with the boxes of decorations or whatever it is he's carrying.
This means he can't see or stop very well.
Which means it's only a matter of time before he runs into something and trips. That "something" could be a wall or a tree root or even you.
Either way, Prompto lands face first on the ground with a yelp and a swear. Help?]
Open: Why is This His Life? (Or: Flirting Classes)
[He's not even sure he knows how he got enrolled in this class but HERE HE IS.
Standing outside one of the brothels.
Looking like a man about to go to his death.]
I don't need these classes, do I? I'm not that bad. People like me, right? So I've never had a date, who cares, that stuff's for people with time for that...
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[Wanna poke Prompto but don't wanna do these prompts? Hit me up!]
When: First half of June
Where: All over the place
What: Jobs, reuniting with your bffs, shenanigans
Warnings: Awkward flirting? Spoilers for FF15?
Closed: Ignis and Noctis
[Prompto didn't even have to go apply for this job; the person in charge of the delivery service took one look at Prompto taking Primula for a job and practically begged them to play delivery boy. Apparently a giant bird was perfect for carrying packages. Who knew?
They were given directions to the place and they're on their way there now after a stop off at the house to get Prim's saddle and bridle. Of course, Prompto didn't think to kit her up before leaving the house so she is now running off down a side street with her rider chasing after her.]
Get back here! Why does this always happen to me...
Open: Delivery!
[And after that emotional mess of a reunion, Prompto can be found dashing about on chocobo-back as he delivers letters and small packages. Are you a recipient? Are you just walking by as a yellow birdy blur zips past you and maybe knocks you down? Either way you won't catch him until he stops in front of his destination.]
Delivery!
Open: Festival Prep
[He's a busy bee this month, apparently, as he has picked up a second part-time job! Or possibly more, as Prompto seems to be helping out whatever shop will take him that day and that leaves him doing a lot of things.
For some reason, he gets asked to carry things from one place to another a lot and he's not sure why. He's not strong or anything, so he spends a lot of time struggling down the street with the boxes of decorations or whatever it is he's carrying.
This means he can't see or stop very well.
Which means it's only a matter of time before he runs into something and trips. That "something" could be a wall or a tree root or even you.
Either way, Prompto lands face first on the ground with a yelp and a swear. Help?]
Open: Why is This His Life? (Or: Flirting Classes)
[He's not even sure he knows how he got enrolled in this class but HERE HE IS.
Standing outside one of the brothels.
Looking like a man about to go to his death.]
I don't need these classes, do I? I'm not that bad. People like me, right? So I've never had a date, who cares, that stuff's for people with time for that...
Wildcard
[Wanna poke Prompto but don't wanna do these prompts? Hit me up!]

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[It hasn't really occurred to him that the bird might be for a job, or even that she might belong to Prompto. There is Potential Information and he's interested in it.]
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[Prompto swings himself up onto Prim's back.]
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[He gestures for Noctis to follow Prompto, even if he's jumped up on a chocobo and likely going to be going a sight faster than them both.
Ignis is just going to be ultra vigilant now, don't mind him taking a look around to make sure nobody is following them or anything. But no, everything is normal. No Ardyn.]
I'm assuming you're better versed on this place than we are, Prompto. Would you mind letting me run some theories by you later, so you can check them against what you know?
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I hope he is, or else I've lost faith in him as a person.
[He loves you, Prompto, really.]
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Ass. But I've only been here a month, so no promises on knowing everything you wanna know, Iggy. First thing's first, though--I'm a Monster, here.
[He holds out an arm so they can see the fur that's thicker around the shoulder and thins out around the elbow.]
I'm turning into...something, my guess is a dog-type thing. The fur kinda reminds me of Pyrna's.
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[He walks closer for a moment, examining Prompto's arm.]
It does look like a dog's fur. Noct, what about you?
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He stumbles at the shove, taking a half-hearted swipe at Prompto's foot.]
It does. [He gives the fur near Prompto's elbow a feel.]
What about me?
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[Is it make gentle digs at Prompto o'clock? It is? Cool. Ignis adjusts his glasses.]
I think a dog suits you nicely, but what about the full moon? Noct, did you do the test?
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[He doesn't agree with the results, because not having magic ability is something he's having a hard time wrapping his head around.]
I'm not a Witch, apparently, so I guess I've gotta worry about the moon, too.
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I agree. It would probably be the safest route for you, and the easiest to keep things stable. On that note, Prompto... if you find yourself in need of someone, I'll offer the Bond to you, as well. It seems they only strengthen with closeness, and as we're all close comrades, we stand a good chance of my being able to stay stable. There's no need for any of us to carry on alone.
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[Does he need to worry more than he is? Or worry for Prompto in the future?
And there the Bond thing has come back up, but at least it's mentioned by two people he knows instead of a group of total strangers he doesn't know if he can trust or not.]
I'm not opposed to the Bond thing if it's with one of you guys...or both of you guys...do you need it, Prompto? [He's not going to force anything on him, but he definitely has a biased opinion on whether his bff should also join the group.]
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[He shakes his head. He's been scared about this month.]
And...I mean, I should probably start looking for someone to Bond with. It's been crazy, though, so I haven't had a chance.
[Someone save him from himself.]
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If it's a problem, you ought to start looking for someone right away. That is, if you're opposed to a Bond with one or both of us. It's no imposition if you want or need it; we're offering.
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[Because he said it better.]
'Cept I'm going to force you if you put it off too long.
[Like he can do that. He can certainly try.]
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[Can he? But Prompto doesn't say anything for a bit, fidgeting on his chocobo.]
You guys sure? You only just got here.
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[A joke. But then Ignis gets more serious.]
I'm primarily the one who needs to offer, being designated a Witch, and I have no objections whatsoever. I'd gladly do what I can to ease both Noct's burden and yours.
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[Assuming a royal order would even be enforceable on Eos, let alone an alien world that they don't even know all the basics about.]
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[He sighs a little.]
Honestly? I'd rather you guys than anyone else.
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That sounds like it's settled, then. We'll do it whenever it's convenient for all three of us. Are you two planning to establish one with each other, as well?
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[Would it be awkward to say that he really wants to keep Prompto fairly close after everything that's happened recently? Totally awkward, therefore he's not saying it.]
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[Time to tease Noct to hide the feels! He might get too emotional if he doesn't right now, and neither of them need that.]
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Ignis looks between them, secretly (he will never admit it, you will drag it out of his corpse) glad he'll be able to assist them both. Prompto is the mood maker, the heart of their group, and Noct has always needed Ignis in his own ways. He may have had momentary reservations about Gladio not being here to be the shield, but if Ignis can study hard enough and hone his magic skills and control well enough, maybe he'll be just as formidable, as least as far as a Bond is concerned. And he's concerned about that.]
I'll start further research into the Bonds at once. Rest assured, I'll find a way to keep you both in check, and well supported.
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What? No. You make it sound like we're a thing. Shut up.
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