First day at space

[this_loser]

Who: Prompto and You
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Marsiva
When: Currently

[He thinks he’s still in Zegnautus Keep at first. The bunk feels more comfortable than he remembers, but a slab of rock would feel like a heavenly pillow after being strung up on some weird contraption. It’s only after he’s been staring at a ceiling and not the underside of the upper bunk that it starts to dawn on him. This isn’t one of the dormitories tucked away in the keep.

He sits up, confusion making him slow. This could all be a dream. (Would he know it was a dream if it was a dream? Does that make it not a dream?)]

Must have hit my head…

[He reaches up to test the gash that had been sitting pretty near his temple. And finds nothing. Actually, he’s feeling pretty good all over right now, and isn’t that weird?

His feet carry him to the to the viewing bay. If he’s dreaming, he’s got a killer imagination.]

Wow.

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[luxoraculi]

[ Luna has a great memory -- she's had to have one, after all, for her occupation at home. She's been worried that time here would take her sharpness away; she's gone so far to read the books that have been so generously given to her by someone else as of recently. As boring as they are, reading does keep the mind healthy, as hard as it's been to plow through book upon book about rules.

And right now, at this very moment, she's glad to be able to have such a good memory. Because right now, as she's busily folding a few new shirts she's gotten from a store within one of the asteroids for Noctis, she can hear a voice coming over her communications device. He sounds confused, which means he's a new arrival. She hums and finally takes her eyes off of the shirt she's currently busy with, but finds as soon as her gaze lands on the other blond, the garment falls right out of her hands.

It's been a few years, but she's seen this face before thanks to pictures sent in her notebook. She knows who this is, and it takes her a few moments to collect herself. She hadn't had the privilege to meet him before her untimely demise, and she'd only ever gotten to speak to him through a single letter. But she could spot that blond hair and handsome face from a mile away, identifying it as Noctis' best friend immediately. ]

Excuse me... [ Her voice is quiet, trying not to startle him because she knows what it's like to be new and she's got a feeling that he's going to have at least two excited voices and faces bombarding him over the devices very soon. Well... as excited as Ignis can get. She's not sure if he'll recognize her (which is probably an ignorant line of thought considering how often she's been on televisions or the radio), or if he even knows what's happened to her at home. People arrive from all sorts of different timelines she's found. But she wants to make sure he remains calm, because the confusion he's probably feeling right now can't be pleasant. ]

...You've just arrived, I take it?

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[this_loser]

[This does not convince him that he's not dreaming. Of course he recognizes her. He had heard her voice broadcast over the car radio as they made their winding way through Lucis. He had paid rapt attention whenever she appeared on television. Had cherished that one letter he'd received from her. He had been beyond excited over the prospect of finally being able to meet her.

But it never happened. He knows what happened to her. He knows Noct was a mess, and Ignis was hurt, and his own grief didn't compare. But she's here, and talking to him - him - and he can only stare for a moment before fumbling out what he thinks are words.]

I-I, u-um... Yeah. I just arrived ... here...

[Wherever "here" is. He winces. Oh, wait...]

Um, ma'am... your... um, Lady...?

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[luxoraculi]

[ So much for being a calming figure. When he speaks, he's just as Noctis has always described him to be: a nervous but sweet young man. Luna quickly offers him a small but polite bow of proper greeting, and when she straightens a small smile tugs at the corners of her lips. ]

Forgive me, I am aware of how confusing this must be to you. The ship you are on is named the Marsiva, and you... have been dragged out into space along with the rest of us to entertain the masses for a reality television program. At least, that is what we have been told.

[ Noctis is certainly going to be happy to see him, and for that she's pleased. Same with Ignis -- it will be good for the two of them to have a friend from home here. But right now she pushes those thoughts out of her head. ]

Please, there is no need for formalities... it is a pleasure to finally be able to meet you, Prompto.

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[this_loser]

[One day, when his grandchildren ask what it was like to meet Lunafreya for the first time, he'll smile fondly and say, "I don't remember. My brain short circuited." (Who's he kidding? He'll never have grandkids. He can't even talk to a beautiful woman without turning into an awkward mess.)]

That doesn't sound real. N-not that I think you're lying or anything.

[He laughs. It's a little nervous.]

Is it? I mean, thank you. I mean, the pleasure's mine. [Breathe!] What would you like me to call you, then?

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[luxoraculi]

[ Poor Prompto. To be fair, Noctis did warn her that he'd be like this, not that she minds at all. It's an endearing trait, and she hopes that as time passes he can feel more comfortable with her and not quite as nervous. ]

I agree... but it is the truth. It is a strange concept, to be one place one moment, and then here the next, is it not?

[ She offers him another smile, tipping her head slightly to the side as she considers. Really, he could call her whatever he wanted and she wouldn't be offended. ]

You may call me Luna, if you'd like. [ ...She's not sure if he's able to pronounce her whole name, after all. She's... still not sure Noctis can, but he hasn't tried yet and she's not about to put that amount of pressure on the poor man. ] I never dreamed that I would get the opportunity to meet you.

[ There's a pause. ] Noctis is here, and so is Ignis. It seems there is only one member of your party missing now.

[nonightdriving]

[Ignis is in the First Breath's kitchen, going over some of the purchases he's made recently on one of the asteroids when his comm goes off and a familiar voice carries over. His hands stop in midair as he looks over.

Surely not.

It's only been a few days since he spoke to the lovely woman about him. Surely the Atroma could not have done something so decidedly cruel and pleasurable at the same time.

Is this how Noctis felt when he arrived? Or was it worse for his king? It was perhaps more negative than positive, considering the information he imparted to Ignis in their private conversations. However, not responding to his friend isn't a viable option either.]

Prompto. [He's not at all sure how he sounds, but he is pleased to see him.] I would welcome you here, but I fear that it's a little lackluster.

[this_loser]

[Whatever greeting flies to his lips suddenly dies. This isn't the Ignis he remembers. The one with dark glasses hiding the scars over his eyes, trailing behind a cane - and yet still seemingly more put-together than Prompto ever could be.

He realizes he's not saying anything, so he pushes a breath out past the ache in his throat.]

Ignis.

[The smile comes a little easier. He's good at smiling.]

Yeah. I'm still trying to wrap my head around what "here" is, exactly.

[nonightdriving]

[Ignis frowns, taking in Prompto's easy to read face.]

I see. That saves me some time then. I can safely assume that you've come from some point past our time in Altissia.

[It's written all over his face that he was expecting something, someone else. He can't help but wonder if he'll have to go through this again should Gladio or Iris show up.

It's already getting on his nerves and he's the patient member of their merry band of rogues.]

Here is space. I take it that you are on the Marsiva. You can think of it as the flagship of this fleet of space ships. I am currently on another ship called the First Breath. Noctis is on the Wonderduck.

[He pauses. Speaking of Lady Lunafreya isn't taboo, but it's a topic he and Noctis haven't really discussed in length either. But if Prompto knows about Ignis's future injury, he knows of the Oracle's fate as well. There's no point in concealing it.]

Lady Lunafreya is on a third ship. And Chancellor Izunia is on yet another.

[this_loser]

[Wait. Too many things are happening and it's honestly distressing. He needs a minute to process.]

Yeah. A bit... You're from my past. Our past. The past. Or, I'm from the future... [Both? It's both, isn't it? All of the above.

Focusing on the now is easier. Lunafreya had filled him in on his friends' whereabouts, so he simply nods. Until Izunia. Memories of Zegnautus are still fresh, front and center. He shudders.] The Chancellor is here?

[nonono7]

[ When he comes to and heads on to that viewing bay, he'll find there's already a figure over there. A tall girl with long, pink hair, to be exact. She seems to be gripping the edge of the bay windows, one leg up on the wall next to it, trying plainly to pry the window out. She pauses this when she sees Prompto though, opting to give a big smile to him. ]

Hi!

[this_loser]

Hi?

[He gives her a confused kind of look. He doesn't expect she'll make any progress with that.]

That's a bad idea, you know. Can't breathe in space.

[nonono7]

[ She pauses. She pauses and it's just obvious that she hadn't even considered that.

But Nono's gonna Nono. ]

It'll be fine! I'll just. Stick the window back on when I'm done!

[this_loser]

[He's seen enough sci-fi movies to know that's not how it works. Not that he believes she can pry the window open anyway.]

Okay. Can I ask why then?

[runawayprince]

[There were a million things he wanted to say - first being an apology for letting Ardyn take advantage of his tumultuous emotions since Luna's death and second for it resulting in hurting him. Everything had felt so fractured that losing Prompto only made it feel that much worse.]

Maybe? Does it feel like you did?

[Just be cool, he keeps reminding himself. There was no sense losing his cool like he did with Ignis when he told him about Altissia. Prompto may not even remember the train either.]

[this_loser]

[Oh no, he remembers the train, and quite a bit after. He also remembers Noctis coming for him, and that's worth more than a million apologies. Not that he needs any. He doesn't blame Noctis for what happened.

He's just, so happy to see him. Luna told him his friends were here - all but Gladio - so he's not surprised.]

Not really. It's just weird, you know?

[runawayprince]

Yeah. I can get that. Though none of us knows who brought us here, besides the name. At least back home we had a name and a face of who we were dealing with.

[It made him press his lips together in a thin line, just thinking about it. Ardyn was here too, lurking about. He'd been doing what he could to keep Luna in his sights practically at all times, as much as he could without behaving like a creepy hovering boyfriend.]

[this_loser]

Yeah. A lot easier to shoot something with a face.

[Not that he was all gung-ho for that sort of thing. But there was one face he wouldn't mind showing the barrel of his gun.]

So, space TV show. I always wondered what it would be like to be on TV.

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[prettyimpulsive]

[There is a pink-haired girl peering at you curiously, Prompto.] You must have just arrived like I did recently. [But instead of on the Marsiva she's already been sent to her new ship.] Welcome!

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[this_loser]

Th-thanks! [That is some awesome hair.] Um, yeah. Just arrived. Brand new. [Cue forced laughter.]

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[prettyimpulsive]

[Thank you! She smiles sweetly at him.] It's surprising, isn't it? And confusing.

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[this_loser]

Yeah, well, surprising and confusing, that's just life, isn't it? [Or at least, what his had become after leaving Insomnia.]

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[maledictus_semper]

[Sorry, Prompto, but this guy is about to ruin your day. He is currently now adjusting his beloved fedora on his unruly wine-coloured hair, as he stares with intrigue at his feed screen.

The last time he saw you was back in Insomnia with your beloved Noctis and boy band in tow. Funny thing, time.]

Ah, Prompto. Another addition to the merry band I see.

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[this_loser]

[Fuck.

Well, Iggy did warn him. He was hoping for a little more time to swallow the idea, however. A surprising amount of emotions surface, chief among them anger and, okay, fear. He can admit when he's scared. A little. Just a little. He thinks he does a good job of glaring back.]

They'll let anyone on these ships, huh?

[maledictus_semper]

So it seems, yet I did not chose to be here, as much as you did.

[He's secretly enjoying trolling you, Prompto. You know him.]

I have to ask....what was the last thing you remember before you were brought aboard the ship?

[Had the boy befallen his fate at the Imperial fortress? Had he been locked up by Ardyn? The man had to know.]

[this_loser]

[He makes a sound that at least acknowledges that being here wasn't a choice. Though if it were, he would be here in a heartbeat regardless - Noct is here.

The question isn't so unexpected. Ignis had warned him about this as well. He frowns.]

Why do you want to know? It's not really relevant.