adelphoi | IC INBOX @ ACATALEPSY;

[ This is yet one more of those things that Prompto doesn't think better of until it's already a done deed. But...okay, yeah, maybe he shouldn't have. Touched her ear, give her reaction. He didn't really think about it being a sensitive spot, but it makes sense, especially given how long they are and...

...Okay, he needs to stop thinking about this!!! ]

U-um. Right. [ Well, it took about thirty seconds for him to make it weird, but that's not all that surprising. ] A-anyway — the snow!

[ He gestures...aimlessly...at the snow field before them. ]

[ even normal human ears are sensitive to touch, elezen ears have that many more nerve endings to be tickled, so.. she's also definitely not thinking about this at all though!! eyes forward, back straight, the marches forward right into the snow.

at least the chill feels good on her red-hot face.. ]

Y-yes..

[ she stops, lifting her eyes to the sky. ]

It's beautiful.

[ Likewise, Prompto is certainly thinking about snow and nothing else, nope, not about her cute ears or her blush or how it felt when their lips brushed together...nope!!!

...Why did he think he was ready for this?

The temptation to chicken out and remove himself from this situation is real, but - no. He's going to see this through. If nothing else, he has to prove to himself that they can still be friends, even if he...wants to be more than that.

It's fine. He'll figure out the rest of that later. It's - fine. ]

So! Uh... you wanna...build a snowman, maybe?

[ IT DOESN'T HAVE TO BE A SNOWMAN ]

[ ..... okay bye. ]

I would love to.

[ for her part, alisaie seems to have no trouble at all maintaining friendship, if her bright smile is any indication. she sets to work immediately, leaning to begin working a pile of snow into a ball that she can roll. ]

I shall take the bottom.

[ that's what she said EHEHEHEH

He won't have any trouble maintaining friendship once he forgets his nerves and gets to work on the snowman, which he starts soon after she does, gathering snow up into his arms and forming it into a ball that he can begin to roll as well. ]

I've got the body, then! Or...should it be its head? Just how tall are we makin' this snowman?

[ They could get very ambitious with this, after all. It might be the s'mores all over again! ]

[ he wishes...!!

also wow don't ask her to make these important structural decisions, she just wants to be a worker ant, here. she sets to rolling, shoving the ball along the ground, making it grow. ]

Well, we wouldn't want it to tumble down..

No, we wouldn't...better just stick to two body parts, then. We ought to dress him up or something though, too...

[ Because what fun is it if it's just a regular old snowman? A snow chocobo is probably a bit too ambitious, but they've got to accessorize it somehow! ]

[ ah but a snow chocobo would be so cute... ]

What shall we put on it? Do you have a spare scarf?

[ a shame ardyn isn't around ]

[ yeah a true shame................ ]

Oh. Uh...not on me. Maybe we could go gather some stuff once it's all built up.

[ But they might as well get the structure built first! ]

[ yeah he didn't really think this through, did he!! maybe you could donate a pair of your pants, prompto, the snowman will never melt because its snow will be so compacted it will implode on itself and create a black hole. ]

Aye, that will do.

[ she says around a grunt of effort, this snowball is getting really big now, she has to put her shoulder into it.. ]

[ Hehe, that snowball is almost as big as she is now! Prompto continues to roll his as it gets larger and larger as well, though he doesn't need to put his shoulders into it quite like she does. She's so adorably short...if they ever kiss standing up, she might just have to lean up on her tiptoes to do it.

NOT THAT HE'S THINKING ABOUT KISSING HER. Never, in his life, has he thought about this!!! ]

Think we're getting close, wouldn't you say?

[ On the size of their snowballs, he means. ]

[ so instead of thinking about kissing her standing up, he's thinking about kissing her lying down, is that it?? prompto u hussy.. ]

I think so..

[ because she can't really push it much more, it's getting pretty heavy.. she could slam her weight into it, but that might break it!! it's definitely big enough, probably nearly as high as her ribs, so. this snowman gonna have a booty. ]

Is yours ready?

[ WOW, NO????? He was thinking about kissing her while sitting like they almost did in the cave!! He's pure!!! (For now.) ]

Just about...

[ He pushes it a little further, and — there! Perfect. He rolls the snowball right up next to hers before rolling it up on top. Now it's almost as tall as Alisaie... ]

Now that is a solid snowman bod if you ask me!

[ he's a 20 year old boy, his purity is as fragile as a wet paper bag.. it won't be long..

with a huff of effort she stands back, her cheeks and ears flushed pink from her endeavor, but it's worth the strain - with the other snowball on top, it's coming together!! ]

Aye, he is rather a.. stalwart fellow.

[ He stands back next to her to appraise their work, nodding his approval, like there were any doubts that it was gonna be the most stellar snowman anyone has ever seen. ]

He is, isn't he? I'd say we should name him, but we gotta dress him first.

[ ... ]

Or her! Could be a snowlady.

[ prompto, are you going to put boobs on the snow..person ]

I suppose it could be.

[ she says, through a chuckle. ]

First I think she needs a face. An arms.

[ Maybe? Look, they can do it together, one boob each. ]

Riiiight. Unless she lost her arms in some kinda tragic accident with a hairdryer. [ This is a great joke! Too bad it's probably lost on her. ] Still, I think she'd have a happy face, don't you?

[ no, snowman boobs were his idea, therefore his endeavor.. ]

Hairdryer?

[ she's too ye oldey for this!! though she's bending to begin sifting through the snow for stones to use to build the face. ]

[ Suit yourself, Alisaie!! He'll be the only one getting to second base with this snowvixen. Though for the moment, he busies himself heading to the nearest tree and snapping off branches to use for arms. ]

Yeah, y'know! [ ... ] Oh, maybe you...don't know. A hairdryer is, like...a gun, but one that makes heat to dry your hair.

[ Yeah. ]

[ that answer really just.. raises more questions than it does provide answers. ]

A.. gun?

[ that dries your hair?? that sounds dangerous??

?? ]

...I mean, it's only shaped like a gun. It doesn't shoot anything! ...Except heat.

[ Also, he misses being able to use one. Why couldn't they have stayed in Struxta!!! ]

[ this isn't helping...!! ]

That sounds.. dangerous.

It's not! ...I mean, yeah, it can burn you if you're not careful, but it's not as bad as it sounds, I promise! They're super convenient.

[ Said while he shoves the arms into the snowman's sides. ]

If you say so.. my hair seems to have no problem drying itself.

[ who even knows how often she washes it?? a mystery.. anyway, leaning forward, she carefully begins to arrange the stones into an ugly, but workable, face. ]

Sure, sure, but it just happens fast— never mind.

[ If she could see it, she would understand! But since she can't, he'll just finish arranging the branches as arms and stand back to appraise their work. ]

...Is she supposed to look sad?

[ IT LOOKS SAD. ]

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