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[ being in insomnia again is.. strange. the city is the same as she had remembered, and yet so different, so strange after so many long years in tenebrae. this city seems so enormous and sprawling, sharp and stark in comparison, bright and chrome and full of people. though she remembers her time here, her earliest years, she was still quite young when her parents swept she and her brother back to the motherland, and those tender years of growth had been spent in a city very different, a home that she had grown used to, settled into.
and now they are here again, political tensions spurring her father to emigrate here, to lucis again. the empire has been still and quiet, and there have even been talks of treatise, but alisaie trusts her father's judgment, for all his political involvement. more than national pride, he hopes for his family to be safe and secure, and short of living in the bush, insomnia had seemed to him the ideal location. with the wall so strong, such a city must be impenetrable, yes?
alisaie does not know the details of it all, her father would disclose only so much - she and her brother were to focus solely on their studies, bettering themselves, and not to worry about such things outside of their control. lucis might not be a large nation, but insomnia is safe, and secure. it suits their needs just fine.
still, settling in, for alisaie, is not necessarily easy. unlike the rest of her family, smooth-talkers with political savvy, she has a hard enough time simply getting along with her own peers. her friends in tenebrae had been few and distant, their relationships thin and civil but little more. to have to start over again is.. a nightmare. but she is not here to make friends, she is here to finish her schooling, to graduate and prepare for university and beyond. there's nothing to be afraid of.
yet her knuckles are white around the books clutched to her chest as she climbs the stairs that first day, eyes forward, chin high, and it takes less than a week's time for her to earn a reputation as a haughty, conceited little snob, the little rich girl sort who is far too good to waste her time with those she deems beneath her - everyone, apparently. this is not entirely the case of course, but it suits alisaie's needs just fine. let them think what they want, so long as it affords her a wide berth and quiet time to herself, without the terrifying distraction of working her way into, and maintaining her place within, a social circle.
the weekend seems to take an eon to arrive, but friday is here at last. alisaie sits outside at a table on campus, alone, peeling the crusts distractedly from her sandwich, her advanced chemistry textbook open in front of her. three afternoon classes, and this horrible week will be over.. ]
and now they are here again, political tensions spurring her father to emigrate here, to lucis again. the empire has been still and quiet, and there have even been talks of treatise, but alisaie trusts her father's judgment, for all his political involvement. more than national pride, he hopes for his family to be safe and secure, and short of living in the bush, insomnia had seemed to him the ideal location. with the wall so strong, such a city must be impenetrable, yes?
alisaie does not know the details of it all, her father would disclose only so much - she and her brother were to focus solely on their studies, bettering themselves, and not to worry about such things outside of their control. lucis might not be a large nation, but insomnia is safe, and secure. it suits their needs just fine.
still, settling in, for alisaie, is not necessarily easy. unlike the rest of her family, smooth-talkers with political savvy, she has a hard enough time simply getting along with her own peers. her friends in tenebrae had been few and distant, their relationships thin and civil but little more. to have to start over again is.. a nightmare. but she is not here to make friends, she is here to finish her schooling, to graduate and prepare for university and beyond. there's nothing to be afraid of.
yet her knuckles are white around the books clutched to her chest as she climbs the stairs that first day, eyes forward, chin high, and it takes less than a week's time for her to earn a reputation as a haughty, conceited little snob, the little rich girl sort who is far too good to waste her time with those she deems beneath her - everyone, apparently. this is not entirely the case of course, but it suits alisaie's needs just fine. let them think what they want, so long as it affords her a wide berth and quiet time to herself, without the terrifying distraction of working her way into, and maintaining her place within, a social circle.
the weekend seems to take an eon to arrive, but friday is here at last. alisaie sits outside at a table on campus, alone, peeling the crusts distractedly from her sandwich, her advanced chemistry textbook open in front of her. three afternoon classes, and this horrible week will be over.. ]

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I did, but, uh... [ He, too, is a horny teenager. ] Y'know, it's kind of...um, old-fashioned...
[ He doesn't have to wear it... ]
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alisaie grind, broad and teasing. ]
Are there chocobos on it?
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Do I even have to answer that question?
[ Which means yes. Yes, there are. ]
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I can't wait to see it.
[ if only she had a little tiny chocobo bikini, he would probably marry her on the spot. unfortunately, she doesn't. not yet, at least. anyway, she stands up and slips her phone into her pocket. ]
I suppose we should get to it, then, if you want to get some time in before the food arrives.
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We gotta, right? Wouldn't want to break that whole...not swimming two hours after you eat rule. [ Though that reminds him... ] Oh! Uh...any house rules I should keep in mind while I'm here?
[ Is sliding down the banister allowed? Asking for a friend. ]
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No, not really.
[ she says thoughtfully, while opening her top drawer to rummage around for this little number. it's no chocobo print, but it'll have to do, for now. ]
Just.. try not to break anything.
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Oh—uh...where should I change?
[ Said with a little blush creeping up his cheeks. Sure, they've...already seen each other fully naked, already kissed and touched, but look, he isn't sure if he should just change in front of her like it ain't no thing! ]
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the tips of her ears flush pink. sure they might have already, you know, done it, but only once, and they were brave with passion off a wonderful evening - there's still so much that they have to work out now, as a.. couple. ]
Oh - u-um, there's an en suite, just behind you.
[ she's loaded, remember, of course she has her own bathroom. ]
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I'll be just a jiff! Just, uh—just...lemme know when I'm good to come back in here.
[ Once again...he won't see anything he hasn't already seen, but still. That doesn't mean he won't be respectful. When she wants him to see her like that again...she'll make it clear.
Probably. ]
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her suit is a bit more complicated than his might be, but it isn't exactly rocket science, and she makes quick work of it, and pulls her hair back into a messy bun. it's only a minute or so before she's knocking on the bathroom door to release him, and once he opens up, she's pressing a towel into his arms. ]
I'll race you.
[ she says, and.. immediately dashes off, out the door and down the stairs. yes, it's definitely cheating with a head start, and also the fact that she knows this house and he doesn't, but?? oh well!! suck it, chump!! ]
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Still, he's zooming after her a moment later, taking the stairs three at a time, hitting the landing with a thunk and taking off after her again. ]
H-hey, hold your chocobos, you didn't even say go!
[ But he's laughing, so he must not be too put out about it. ]
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[ she shrieks through a laugh, bounding down the stairs and turning a hard right to hurry through the dining room and kitchen, bursting out of the wide french doors and onto the patio, its stones warm under her bare feet. the pool is just ahead!! ]
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However, for the time being, Prompto manages not to knock anything over, though when he vaults the sofa to try and catch up with her, one of the lamps nearby definitely wobbles. She started this...
Anyway, once they break loose onto the patio, Prompto doesn't stop running, even as they near the pool. Instead, when he catches up with Alisaie, he wraps his arms right around her middle, tugs her along with him, and throws both of them into the water. ]
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You are a menace.
[ she says, being a menace. ]
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I think that was a solid tie.
[ It sure wasn't, but it's her word against his!! ]
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[ that she cheated with a headstart and home field advantage notwithstanding, clearly, she is still fighting this. but it's easy enough to plant her hands onto his shoulders and shove him right down into the water with all of her strength!! she might be short, but in the water that hardly matters. ]
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GET REKT, ALISAIE. ]
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Did I make my case?
[ Who even knows what kind of case he was trying to make... ]
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[ could have fooled her!! but she's immediately mollified by his koala arms which wind around her tightly. they've been alone together plenty of times before, but only ever once, since they became.. more. it's nice, to not have to worry about a teacher stumbling upon them, or a friend, or.. anyone at all, really.
they're alone. it's terrifying, and exciting. smiling broadly, she leans back into him, her arms closing over his own. clearly he's forgiven already. ]
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[ Or he's making one now, anyway. For all they had gone so far so quickly, this is still all very new, and his heart beats hard and fast against his ribs as her arms lock over his, her weight sinking against him. ]
H-hey, um... [ His cheeks burn as he turns his face against her neck. ] This is nice.
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[ her face warms too, right to the tips of her ears, and she simply cannot stop smiling, which is gross and wonderful and maddening. her fingertips trace over his knuckles, and she turns her head enough to nuzzle her nose against his cheek, though not without bumping his nose, first. it's going to take some getting used to, being close to another person, navigating their bodies in a way that.. fits. ]
And we've an entire week to enjoy.
[ like as not it will be over far too quickly.. but she will enjoy every moment of it. ]
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And as words seem lost to him right now, he turns a slow, languid kiss on her ear, a bit timid and careful at first, his lips just brushing along her lobe while his eyes flutter closed. The simple texture of her ear against his mouth is...something else. They'd been in such a hurry when they'd pulled each other apart on prom night, driven by intensity and passion, but now they have time to savor everything, to enjoy and explore to the fullest potential.
And that alone sends a shiver racing down his spine. ]
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That's..
[ .. nice, she is going to say, but the word loses itself in a soft murmur, one of her hands lifting away from his arms to smooth over his jaw. ]
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He is feeling bold indeed, bolstered on by her touch, and he lightly sinks his teeth around the tip of her ear, tongue sweeping over soft cartilage.
...This is okay, right??? Gods, he hopes that was okay, he doesn't know how to be sexy, but he knows her ears are sensitive... ]
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