Kayanni System Mingle

[spacebro]

Who: Everyone
Broadcast: It's been known to happen
Action: Kayanni System (or a ship. I'm not the boss of you)
When: July 21 – August 23



(OOC: System Info)

Comments

[brainiest]

No, I don't mind. [ She's quick to push herself to her feet, stretching her arms up. ] The beach will be here when we're done.

[this_loser]

Okay! [He scrambles to join her in standing. If she's really alright with it...] I know just where to start. It's not too far from here either.

[brainiest]

Okay. [ Hermione sorts her things out, tying her hair up out of her face, and then she steps forward. ] Let's go. I'm trusting you to show me the way.

[this_loser]

No problem! I got a job making deliveries, so I'm getting used to getting around.

[He takes a few steps ahead of her, but only so he can turn and walk backwards until she's caught up. There may be a bit of skipping involved.]

[brainiest]

I keep getting lost with all the people around.

[ At least she has someone to lead her, right now, and she follows after him quite happily. ]

There's just so... Much.

[this_loser]

It is pretty chaotic here. [Which is why, as soon as they leave the beach for the more populated areas, he sticks close so they aren't separated.] I grew up in a big city. Not this big, but ... I miss it.

[brainiest]

[ She's glad for that, at least. At least being with someone else means there's less chance she's going to end up getting lost. ]

It must be nice if you're used to it. Do you miss your home a lot?

[this_loser]

Yeah, I...a lot yeah.

[He does miss it. He misses the park where he took his runs in the morning. The old grocery with the cheap produce by his house. The arcade with the threadbare carpet and weird smell. Noct's swanky apartment. And he is never going to see any of it again. Not because he's here, on some weird space adventure. Even if he goes home, he will never see any of it again.

His smile feels wobbly, but he clears his throat and points forward.] It, um, should be right up ahead.

[brainiest]

[ Hermione hesitates for a moment before she tugs Prompto to one side, away from the crowds, her hands reaching out to find his. She's not here to upset him and she realises that she has, glancing up with a careful, concerned expression. ]

I miss my home too. I'll get to go back, eventually, but it's not the world I was born in. I'm going to lose that one forever, so... I understand about missing it. If you want to talk about it... I - I might not understand completely, but...

[ She's trying. ]

[this_loser]

[Confused, he lets her move them off the side. His hands hang loosely in hers at first, but as she speaks, he returns her hold. The smile is gone, and there's a lump in his throat.]

I don't know what to say. Except thank you. I ... I would like that...

[brainiest]

Then we can do it. I'll work on the camera and we can work on talking, too.

[ She feels bad, though, and it shows on her face, soft and a little sheepish. ]

[this_loser]

Yeah. Sounds good.

[He nods, brightening up a little. And he gives her hands a squeeze. She looks like she could use some comfort too. He doesn't want her to feel bad. She couldn't have known he would be upset by her question. It wasn't her fault.]

Camera first though. I wasn't kidding. It really is right up ahead.

[brainiest]

Then let's go and do that.

[ Her fingers slip away from his and she nods her head. There's time for the sad things later, she thinks, if Prompto wants to talk. For now, she can focus on doing something good for both of them. ]

Just here?