[ This sass!! But okay, maybe she has a point, and it's easy enough for him to laugh at himself, too, so he laughs right alongside her. It's a pleasant sound, their laughter ringing together. ]
If you wanna get technical, they're not under my bed, but under my mattress. Much harder to spot that way.
[ oh, that's too bad.. she was really enjoying the mental image of prompto sleeping on a suspiciously lumpy mattress that squeaked with every movement. stop ruining her comedic imaginings, prompto!! ]
I am sure they did. How sweet of you to give them away.
[ wow stop giving things to cute girls!! betrayal.. ]
the truly amazing thing here is that we managed to do this entire thread without typoing "rubber dicks." admittedly, "rubber fucks" almost happened but i caught it in time. ]
I would not be surprised; I've yet to reach any sort of edge to it.
[ she stops beside him when he does, peering down at the stream; maybe she could talk him into a swim.. but she's got the feeling that he is still withholding, that there are words behind his teeth that he just won't allow to pass. ]
[ She's not wrong, and he's still...not quite ready to say them. Or rather, he doesn't know how to, or whether or not he should. Instead of speaking again right away, he drops down, hooking his legs over the ridge to let them dangle above the stream below, pocketing the metal cube once more. ]
Me neither. Not that...I've spent a lot of time in the woods. They kind of give me the willies.
[ okay, no swimming yet, but this is a decent enough start. alisaie drops to sit right beside him, though she's immediately crossing one leg over the other to begin tugging off her boot. ]
Oh, don't be such a scaredy-coeurl, there is nothing in there to be frightened of.
[ unless he is afraid of giant woolly-bear caterpillars!! ]
[ .. not that giant!! it was like, i dunno, two fulms long?? something like that. a cuddly size, but still much, much bigger than an average 'pillar. honestly, even a super gigantic one would still be adorable, stop being such a baby, prompto!!
anyway, up comes the other foot, so she can pluck off her second boot. ]
And if there is? You are not unused to combat, are you? Surely it would not be anything you could not handle.
[ After glancing at her thoughtfully for a moment, he decides to follow suit, unlacing his boots so he can pluck them off his feet. ]
...You think so? [ They hadn't run into each other while fighting while they were in El Minha, but he had shown Alisaie those pictures from their travels across Eos. Maybe she just assumed they he must be able to fight, given his familiarity with monsters. ] Heh. Maybe. Still! Doesn't mean I wanna run into 'em, if I can avoid it.
[ with her boots tossed aside, alisaie stretches her legs to dip both feet into the nice, cool water. gods, when was the last time she actually got to enjoy a nice, good swim? too long. el minha had hardly offered an opportunity. she leans back on her hands, and exhales softly.
and yeah i mean he was shooting guns in a lot of those photos, and talking selfies mid-battle so i mean.. ]
Well, that is no reason to avoid something that might be interesting or fun. You could run into a flesh-eating slug anywhere.
[ Not a few moments after Alisaie dips her toes into the water Prompto does as well, though he reflexively pulls back and gasps when he feels just how cold the water is. Yikes, it's freezing! But a moment later he eases his feet back in, now more prepared for the oncoming cold. ]
Not back on Eos. Can't believe I'm gonna say it, but I think I'd prefer most of our monsters to a flesh-eating slug.
[ Most, but not all. Still, he sounds almost...nostalgic as he says it. He's grown rather homesick for those bygone days of hunting monsters across the world. Even when they return to their world, it won't be the same. It already hasn't been, for some time. ]
[ even the morbols?? i mean to be fair most monsters could be categorized as flesh-eating anyway.. prompto is just a prissy boy who doesn't like slime. also a priss who doesn't like cold water - she absolutely grins and snickers when he jerks away. what a soft, sensitive boy!!
but aw man that probably means she can't convince him to swim.. not unless she just shoves him in i guess. ]
What, is there something wrong with good hygiene? I just like a hot shower and a comfy bed, that's all!
[ And a lack of bugs, for another thing. He does...miss it, though. Those nights spent camping out under the stars, even if he doesn't own up to it yet. ]
[ Not that she should want to sound like him!! In fact, no, they have nothing in common at all, they definitely...should not...hang out more... ]
Guess you've got a point, though. Gotta say, those hot showers and comfy beds wouldn't have felt as good if we weren't crawling out of holes in the ground and tackling baddies.
Oh, you know...monster hunting, world saving, that sorta thing. We had some pretty crazy adventures back home, before...
[ He shrugs, but there's a heaviness in it. Prompto hasn't talked a lot about home, with anyone, not even his friends, because he...isn't sure what he can or cannot talk about. He has no reason to keep it a secret from Alisaie, besides just...
Not wanting to be a burden.
But he lets a wistful sigh pass, leaning into his knees. ]
[ and there he goes again, sinking back into his morose little puddle, far too emotionally generous to even begin to cover it up. prompto is an open book.
but twice now she has offered him a shoulder, an ear, and twice he has deflected it. sorry as she feels for him - one so kind and warm should never need suffer - she expects it is perhaps high time to bring down the hammer of some tough love. alisaie sighs hard, in a way that does not sound especially patient. ]
If you want to talk, Prompto, you should talk. Why are you dancing around it?
[ He glances quickly over at her then, like she's caught him off guard, because, well - she has. Alisaie is obviously a no-nonsense kind of girl, in the sense that she wouldn't put up with his self-destructive behavior back when they were on El Minha, either. This is different kind of self-destructive, though no less damaging, and...perhaps he shouldn't be surprised that she picked up on it. In a way, it makes things far easier on him, because now he doesn't have to deal with the decision to speak up or not. Sure, he could still deflect, but...that would feel so dishonest, when she clearly knows something is up.
Still, it isn't easy, to take that jump, and before he can stop himself, the words tumble out, unbidden: ]
...Because I don't want you to look at me differently.
[ He doesn't want this to damage their friendship. So he keeps it locked down and smiles instead. ]
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If you wanna get technical, they're not under my bed, but under my mattress. Much harder to spot that way.
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[ prompto is so fussy she would expect this to be like a princess and the pea situation tbh.. ]
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Not that many, honest! Only like...three or four. I managed to get rid of most of 'em back in El Minha. Kids loved 'em!
[ And some cute girls, too, but Prompto omits that part. ]
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I am sure they did. How sweet of you to give them away.
[ wow stop giving things to cute girls!! betrayal.. ]
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Heh...who needs that many rubber ducks, anyway?
[ Maybe he should give one to Astoria. :)
They come to a ridge alongside the forest where a stream runs below, and Prompto shuffles to a stop, glancing off into the trees. ]
Wonder how big this world is...you reckon if we went through the forest, we'd just wind up on the other side of the temple?
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the truly amazing thing here is that we managed to do this entire thread without typoing "rubber dicks." admittedly, "rubber fucks" almost happened but i caught it in time. ]
I would not be surprised; I've yet to reach any sort of edge to it.
[ she stops beside him when he does, peering down at the stream; maybe she could talk him into a swim.. but she's got the feeling that he is still withholding, that there are words behind his teeth that he just won't allow to pass. ]
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Me neither. Not that...I've spent a lot of time in the woods. They kind of give me the willies.
[ But then again, so do most places, so. ]
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Oh, don't be such a scaredy-coeurl, there is nothing in there to be frightened of.
[ unless he is afraid of giant woolly-bear caterpillars!! ]
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Says you! For all we know, deep in those woods there's some kind of...giant, flesh-eating slug, or something.
[ Or worse, a giant spider.
Wisely, he does not mention this thought. ]
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anyway, up comes the other foot, so she can pluck off her second boot. ]
And if there is? You are not unused to combat, are you? Surely it would not be anything you could not handle.
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...You think so? [ They hadn't run into each other while fighting while they were in El Minha, but he had shown Alisaie those pictures from their travels across Eos. Maybe she just assumed they he must be able to fight, given his familiarity with monsters. ] Heh. Maybe. Still! Doesn't mean I wanna run into 'em, if I can avoid it.
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and yeah i mean he was shooting guns in a lot of those photos, and talking selfies mid-battle so i mean.. ]
Well, that is no reason to avoid something that might be interesting or fun. You could run into a flesh-eating slug anywhere.
[ i mean.. probably not. but still. ]
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Not back on Eos. Can't believe I'm gonna say it, but I think I'd prefer most of our monsters to a flesh-eating slug.
[ Most, but not all. Still, he sounds almost...nostalgic as he says it. He's grown rather homesick for those bygone days of hunting monsters across the world. Even when they return to their world, it won't be the same. It already hasn't been, for some time. ]
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but aw man that probably means she can't convince him to swim.. not unless she just shoves him in i guess. ]
Come now, have you no sense of adventure?
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(No, he's soft. Good luck getting him in the water, Alisaie.) ]
'Course I do! I just prefer when my adventuring involves a nearby hotel.
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A.. hotel?
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[ Oh, right, she's ye oldey. He's played enough RPGs to give it a name she might know instead. ]
Like, an inn, where you go heal up and restore your stats and stuff!
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??? ]
Oh, yes, an inn. I have never heard it called by that name. Are you truly so afraid of a little bit of dirt?
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[ And a lack of bugs, for another thing. He does...miss it, though. Those nights spent camping out under the stars, even if he doesn't own up to it yet. ]
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[ she says, gently nudging his arm. ]
Besides, a little muck and grime is good for the soul, sometimes.
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[ Not that she should want to sound like him!! In fact, no, they have nothing in common at all, they definitely...should not...hang out more... ]
Guess you've got a point, though. Gotta say, those hot showers and comfy beds wouldn't have felt as good if we weren't crawling out of holes in the ground and tackling baddies.
[ ...But they'd still feel pretty nice. ]
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There, you see? Without shadow there is no light, and all that nonsense.
[ without filth, nice hot showers and baths would not feel nearly so gratifying! ]
Crawling out of holes, though? Just what did you get up to, on Eos?
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[ He shrugs, but there's a heaviness in it. Prompto hasn't talked a lot about home, with anyone, not even his friends, because he...isn't sure what he can or cannot talk about. He has no reason to keep it a secret from Alisaie, besides just...
Not wanting to be a burden.
But he lets a wistful sigh pass, leaning into his knees. ]
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but twice now she has offered him a shoulder, an ear, and twice he has deflected it. sorry as she feels for him - one so kind and warm should never need suffer - she expects it is perhaps high time to bring down the hammer of some tough love. alisaie sighs hard, in a way that does not sound especially patient. ]
If you want to talk, Prompto, you should talk. Why are you dancing around it?
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Still, it isn't easy, to take that jump, and before he can stop himself, the words tumble out, unbidden: ]
...Because I don't want you to look at me differently.
[ He doesn't want this to damage their friendship. So he keeps it locked down and smiles instead. ]
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my browser tried to eat this :T
prompto cant escape vengeance that easily..
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