Action | Open

[this_loser]

Who: Prompto + Open (+private to Noctis)
Broadcast: Nope
Action: Open Iskaulit, Closed Planetside
When: Present

ACTION - Iskaulit

[The planet is a great distraction. But it's not quite enough. Sometimes the stretch of a white field is a little too familiar, and he expects to see the blocks of a Niflheim base over the crest of the next hill. Sometimes Pryna races ahead of him through the trees, and he has to stop himself from tripping over his feet and looking for MTs laying in the snow.

Getting back into a routine helps, and a big part of that is heading over to the Iskaulit every morning and running.

His music is up louder than usual, and he's a bit lost in his head. But he'll offer up canned, smiling, greetings to anyone he does happen to notice.]

PRIVATE to Noctis

[It's a good thing, Prompto thinks, that this planet has fishing. Because getting Noctis up and out of the ship was a must. It still hurt to have Luna and Ignis gone. Some days, he still expected to wander out and find Iggy working on breakfast. He couldn't imagine how much harder it was for his friend.

The dogs were happy to lope around and stretch their legs as well. Gods, he was ever so happy to see Pryna. What a bittersweet gift that had been.

He's happy to play with Umbra and Pryna in the snow while Noct does his thing with the fish.]

Comments

[this_loser]

Ah-haha. Well, it worked. [He laughs, one hand rubbing at the back of his head bashfully.

He nods quickly.] All the time! Or just singing. I'm not all that good, but it's fun. I think I just annoy everyone though. [If the groans and sighs that typically followed were any indication.]

[axi]

As long as you're not saying it for my benefit, we're good. [She grins in jest at the comment.

Then she gets an idea.]

Sing for me? I don't think it's possible to annoy me with music.

[this_loser]

You haven't heard me sing yet! [Yet. Which means he plans to, he just needs to figure out which song is the best one. Of course, as soon as he poses the question, the answer present itself.

He draws in a breath, and belts out the Chocobo song. It's short and sweet, but on a good day he could sing it over and over until someone made him stop.]

~~I want to ride my chocobo~ all. day.~~

[axi]

[Kaname silently stares at him for a few moments after he finishes.

Before erupting into a fit of giggles. Give her a couple seconds. Once she recovers, she's smiling as widely as ever.]

That's adorable.

[And then she gives humming it a try.]

[this_loser]

[He's so happy that she likes it. His smile can't get any wider.]

Catchy, huh?

[He hums along, and then sings it again. It'll be stuck in his head for days now.]

[axi]

Incredibly.

[Only once it hits her does her smile vanish and she start to look a little embarrassed.]

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to keep you from your run for this long!

[this_loser]

[The humming trails off, but smile doesn't change at all.]

Nah, it's fine. I don't mind stopping for a friend. I was just clearing my head, anyway.

[axi]

[Kaname studies him curiously at the mention of clearing his head.]

Well, what I said about being here to listen is still true. [In fact, that gives her an idea.] And I was about to go get something to eat anyway. Care to join me? Consider it my treat.

[Her smile's back, a little warmer this time.]

[this_loser]

I... [He bites his lip, briefly considering. But nods.] Yeah, okay. That sounds good.

[axi]

Good. We can meet at the Melting Pot in... an hour or so? I need to go back to my ship and shower, plus you can finish your run.

[She gives him a once over, then adds.] Hang on to the towel, too. You might need it until then.

[this_loser]

Oh, yeah, okay. [He'd forgotten about the towel, but here it was! Still in his hands! He waved it around.] Okay. Melting Pot, one hour! It's a d... A...a thing. Where we sit down. And talk. And stuff. Okay. Bye.

[He absolutely did not trip over himself as he absolutely did not run away. He was merely resuming his jog with a lot of enthusiasm.

He finished up his run, returned to his ship, washed up and changed into mostly clean clothes. They didn't smell too bad. He'd had to wrestle his pants out from under one of the dogs, but ... yes. Clean. And warm!

He's not sure how long he takes - it's the hair, perfection takes time, and a lot of gel - but he's pretty sure it's around the hour mark when he makes it back to the Iskaulit and heads over to the Melting Pot to look for Kaname.]

[axi]

[His shortened sentence fragments and hasty retreat are met with a giggle from Kaname as she calls after him.] I'll see you soon!

[Her routine isn't as rushed: a shower, freshening up, fixing her hair, feeding the mercat, and telling Freyja she'll be out for a while sans actual details. Her friend is nosy and loves to tease-- not what she needs right now.

So by the time Prompto arrives, he'll find Kaname in a booth with a drink (juice) in front of her, looking over a menu. When she looks up and spots him, she waves, often present smile in place.]

Prompto, over here.

[this_loser]

[He smiles once he spots her and slips into the booth a moment later.]

Didn't mean to keep you waiting.

[He orders a water for himself while he scans over the menu, though nothing really jumps out at him. His stomach is a little knotted up now that he's here. The idea of talking things out is a good one. Actually doing it - that's something else entirely.]

[axi]

Don't worry, you didn't.

[Once she's decided what she wants, Kaname places the menu on the table. Since she's across from, she can't help but look at Prompto and bite back a smile she hopes he doesn't see. There's something she's trying really hard not to ask him.]

There's no rush, either. You can take your time deciding.

[this_loser]

Yeah. Cool. Um... [He sets his menu aside, having decided. Something light. Something his stomach won't rebel against. Anyway, he doesn't want to take advantage of her hospitality.] Thanks, for this, by the way.

[He clears his throat.] I had all that stuff in my head, and now I can't figure out what to say.

[Which is funny, because normally he can't shut up.]

[axi]

I'm up for it anytime, there's no need to thank me.

[She exhales softly in amusement before trying to help him out.]

Hey, you don't need to talk about anything specific if you don't feel like it. Whatever you want to say or ask is fine. For example...

[Kaname looks contemplative for a moment as if she's debating within herself before she goes for it.]

How long does it take you to do your hair?

[this_loser]

Just...don't wanna be a downer, 's'all.

[He blinks, and reaches up to tug on the longer strand that hangs down the side of his face.]

My hair? Um... I dunno. Depends on how much time I got, I guess. [Camping out with four guys, cramming into hotels with one bathroom between them, and keeping to Iggy's schedule meant learning to toss it up in a hurry if he had to. But he didn't have those constraints here.] Twenty, thirty minutes? [Closer to forty, if he was being really picky with it.]

[axi]

That's not something I'd be worried about. Besides, I invited you out because I like spending time with you, real talk or not.

[His candor receives a chuckle from her.] That's longer than it takes me most days. Color me impressed.
[She pauses.] Hm, then again, I haven't been concerned with keeping it in place for performances that much here...

[Kaname reaches for her juice and takes a drink.] All right, don't think too hard on this one. Name three things you don't leave home-- or your ship-- without.

[Fun word games, go?]

[this_loser]

O-oh. Thanks. I, um. I like spending time with you, too.

[He clears his throat, and blushes right through the freckles.] Have you seen Noct and Iggy? It takes a lot of work to keep up with fashion plates like them.


[He doesn't need to think about it, and smiles easy with a tilt of his head.] Oh, easy. My camera, my gun, and this thing. [He lifts his right wrist and shakes the black bracelet fastened around it.]

[axi]

Are you okay? [The stammering reply earns him a concerned look from her.] But yes, I have. Everyone's hair is always impressive.

[Kaname nods at the mention of the camera and gun, but looks curiously at the bracelet.]

Now that you mention it, I don't think I've seen you without that. Is it special to you?

[this_loser]

Yep! I. am. fine. [Don't be concerned over his bouts of anxiety and awkwardness.

Though he might be a little less than fine. He doesn't like keeping things from his friends. And maybe he doesn't need to here, anyway.]

Well, I like it a lot. But, um... [He brings it down to fiddle with the strap.] It's also necessary.

[axi]

[Now that's just a puzzling statement. Kaname tilts her head slightly in confusion, looking from the bracelet to his face.]

What do you mean?

[this_loser]

[He doesn't say anything for a moment, debating. It shouldn't be as hard as it is. He told Noct and Iggy and Gladio. He passed this hurdle once already. But it's really hard.

But finally he takes a deep breath and unclasps the bracelet and thrusts his arm across the table so she can see the barcode etched over his wrist.]

[axi]

[She blinks, taken aback by the sudden action, but quickly notices his demeanor. Kaname pauses before slowly meeting him half way and taking his hand in both of hers to steady him. Gaze on the barcode, her thumb traces across it, brow furrowed.

It's a tattoo, but it clearly has a story he's not fond of sharing. That alone speaks volumes to her, and something like this wasn't what she had in mind when she asked him to join her. Still, she did say he could talk about anything.]

Prompto... You don't have to tell me anything that you don't want to, all right? Of course I'll listen, but please don't feel pressured.

((Episode Prompto spoilers in following tags. TW for self harm.))

[this_loser]

[There's a burn scar over the tattoo that's well-healed that she might notice if she's looking at it closely.

He shakes his head.]

No. I...I want to. I kept it a secret my whole life. It's one of the things that's been stuck in my head. With the snow and stuff, I couldn't help it... um... that probably doesn't make any sense. Sorry. [He bites his lip with a frown.]