I can draw the inside... Ardyn was there. He’s about as confused as I am that we remember it, but uh...
[ He starts to draw it out. He’s piss poor at art, but he manages to map out where the throne and large, gaping hole in the wall was. There’s a feint skyline of the city past the wall, and he draws where the Crystal sat. Behind the throne. A few circles depict where the bodies hung. Noctis wrinkles his nose, finding that thinking about it makes him feel pretty foul.
The more he thinks about it, the more he feels... Weirdly and personally violated. Like it had happened to him or someone he knew directly. A strange sense of ownership. ]
[prompto frowns, studying the drawn picture, bringing his phone closer to himself and his face, consequently]
Hmm...
Looks a lot more modern than what I imagined. [saves the drawn picture for later reference with a few taps of his fingers] Y'know, maybe he's related to the throne somehow.
[ Noctis cranes his neck, curious as he looks over to see that Prompto’s phone is taking forever to load. He’s had that brick since they met (well, from his new perspective. Things are still foggy/nonexistent from before his coma ]
Mm?
[ Oh no, that pout. ]
I think it might be time to put that phone to rest, dude.
[he admits, but turns to look at noctis instead of at his phone]
...it's kinda hard to adjust. Not to be a downer, but y'know what my life's like. We're never gonna be equals when it comes to money, but that isn't why I like you. That never was why I wanted to be your friend.
[ Noctis blinks when Prompto takes his hand, a bit taken aback for a second. He worried for a split second that the confession may have been too much. But the reassurance kicks in quick. ]
Mm...
[ He softly smiles as he adjusts his hand so their fingers thread together. ]
[ He exhales a laugh. He’s turned into such a damn romantic since they started dating. When Prompto leans against him, Noctis does so in kind, squeezing his hand affectionately. ]
[this would have been a nudging fight had it not been for the server returning with their orders. down go their drinks, and their plates. prompto disentangles to look over at his fish dish, admiring just how good it looks]
[ They nudge a little, interrupted by the delivery of their food. And Noctis is reminded how hungry he is. Down goes his plate of spaghetti, and it smells so good. ]
Anytime. It looks good.
[ Both their plates, honestly. But he’s not about to touch those vegetables on your plate, Prom.
Once they’re finished eating and the bill is paid, Noctis gets up and gestures to the door. ]
[prompto checks the time on his old phone and then pockets it, putting an arm around noctis' shoulders as they walk down towards the sand, him leading the way]
Beach first.
Got some time before the mall closes.
[eventually, he pulls away and jogs forward a bit, looking up]
[ Noctis leans against Prompto, arm wound around his waist as they start their way towards the beach. He’s forced to let go when Prompto goes running, and Noctis smiles.
Noctis whips out his phone, opening the camera app.. ]
[ He takes the shot, walking over to catch up with him. Noctis holds his phone over to Prompto to show him. ]
Always.
[ Because he’s so goddamn cute. Noctis turns the phone over to go ahead and save it before shoving it back in his pocket. It’s then that he reaches for Prompto’s hand, seeking to hold it so they can walk together. ]
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I can draw the inside... Ardyn was there. He’s about as confused as I am that we remember it, but uh...
[ He starts to draw it out. He’s piss poor at art, but he manages to map out where the throne and large, gaping hole in the wall was. There’s a feint skyline of the city past the wall, and he draws where the Crystal sat. Behind the throne. A few circles depict where the bodies hung. Noctis wrinkles his nose, finding that thinking about it makes him feel pretty foul.
The more he thinks about it, the more he feels... Weirdly and personally violated. Like it had happened to him or someone he knew directly. A strange sense of ownership. ]
There.
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Hmm...
Looks a lot more modern than what I imagined. [saves the drawn picture for later reference with a few taps of his fingers] Y'know, maybe he's related to the throne somehow.
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[ Connected to the throne? Noctis sounds a touch uncertain, but he crosses his arms and leans back against his seat. ]
I guess anything’s possible. Can’t totally discredit everything until we know for sure.
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[let's it slide, opening up king's knight on his phone]
[great date]
Wanna play?
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[ He pauses. ]
King’s Knight? Oh, it’s on.
[ Because they’re adults on a date and of course they can play video games if they want to!
Noctis whips out his phone and fires up the app. ]
Gonna try beating my high score again?
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[he pouts, his app still loading... and he hears noctis already on the main quest animation]
Y'know my phone's crappy.
[it overheats after a while, and prompto counts his lucky stars that the app hasn't frozen with any new update, yet]
No matter how hard I try, I'll never beat it.
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Mm?
[ Oh no, that pout. ]
I think it might be time to put that phone to rest, dude.
Why don’t we go pick you one up on the way home?
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[mumble mumble... finally getting to the main quest page. checks his zell tree and every other new notif]
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Not if I’m the one buying it. You pay too much for your plan anyway.
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Nah, it's cool. I'm exaggerating anyway.
[tiny voice, tapping at upgrades for his main]
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You sure? That thing takes forever to load and drops calls all the time.
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[is what he quickly says]
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Would it make you feel better if I said I like spending money on you?
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[he admits, but turns to look at noctis instead of at his phone]
...it's kinda hard to adjust. Not to be a downer, but y'know what my life's like. We're never gonna be equals when it comes to money, but that isn't why I like you. That never was why I wanted to be your friend.
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[ Noctis says that quickly, keeping his smile as he reaches forward for his hand. ]
I can tell the difference, I promise. If I thought that’s all you were in for, we wouldn’t have become friends or started dating.
[ He pauses, flushing a bit as he pulls his hand back. ]
Plus, I... Would like to think we’re on our way to being serious enough that... you know, what’s mine is yours. I don’t mind taking care of you.
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[that's so fucking romantic]
I don't have much, but yeah, whatever I have. I'll do my best to take care of you, too.
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Mm...
[ He softly smiles as he adjusts his hand so their fingers thread together. ]
Just you is more than enough.
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[he tries to play it cool, but he really can't help the happy expression on his face when noctis does what he does and says what he says]
Guess we can go pick a new phone after dinner.
[leans against him, shoulder to shoulder]
--and then I'll kick your ass proper in Kings Knight.
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Psh.
In your dreams, Argentum.
[ He playfully nudges him. ]
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Damn... I haven't had salmon in ages.
Thanks, Noct.
[goes for a bite, pleasantly surprised by it]
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Anytime. It looks good.
[ Both their plates, honestly. But he’s not about to touch those vegetables on your plate, Prom.
Once they’re finished eating and the bill is paid, Noctis gets up and gestures to the door. ]
Phone, then beach? Or beach, then phone?
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Beach first.
Got some time before the mall closes.
[eventually, he pulls away and jogs forward a bit, looking up]
[he calls out:] Full moon tonight!
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Noctis whips out his phone, opening the camera app.. ]
Hey! Wave over at me!
[ He wants a picture of you. ]
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[he'll always encourage photography ventures]
[walking back to the other, he kicks at some of the loose sand]
Good picture?
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Always.
[ Because he’s so goddamn cute. Noctis turns the phone over to go ahead and save it before shoving it back in his pocket. It’s then that he reaches for Prompto’s hand, seeking to hold it so they can walk together. ]
I expected it to be colder.
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