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

[ginger_firebird]

[Mantis faces Prompto fully, his head tilted just to one side.] That might be fun. I always wondered what it looks like when others see what I do.

[this_loser]

Then we definitely should! I could take a pic of you now, if you wanted.

[ginger_firebird]

You carry around a camera everywhere, don't you? [He can't quite tell where Prompto might be keeping one on his person, though.] I wouldn't mind at all.

[this_loser]

Of course! Never know when I'm going to need it. [All he has to do is open his hand and the camera materializes and drops into his palm. It's also super convenient that he can store it away in the armiger with his guns. Thank you, Noctis.] Alright! Say cheese!

[ginger_firebird]

[He makes a surprised noise. There's always some new ability on the ships.

Mantis holds his arms out and rises wholesale off the floor. He crosses one leg over the other and leans over as if sitting on a chair. His shoulders shake with a silent laugh.]

Asking a man wearing a mask to say 'cheese' is a bit futile.

[this_loser]

[The camera trick is small potatoes to levitating. Prompto looks stunned for a second, but quickly lines up the shot and takes a few.]

It's all about attitude. Body language. These look really good, even in this lighting. Here, take a look.

[He switches to view mode and holds the camera up for Mantis to see.]

[ginger_firebird]

[Mantis likes the stunned expression. Any expression of awe in relation to him using his powers, really.

He coasts lower to the ground and makes an approving noise at the photos.]

I've been accused of not being a genuine psychic in the past. Good to know I still have some photogenic quality left in me.

[this_loser]

Psychic? [He lowers the camera warily.] Like, mind reading and stuff?

[ginger_firebird]

And stuff. I've made a job out of it for years. [He shakes his head.] Nothing malicious here. There's no freedom for it or purpose behind it.

[this_loser]

Okay. [He nods slowly. He remembers Ardyn toying around with telepathy when he was still present in the fleet. It was not fun. But he shouldn't assume everyone with mind powers is a dick.] What kind of job did you have?

[ginger_firebird]

I've had a few of those. [He makes a thoughtful sound.] Always centered around mind reading... I helped find criminals, worked independently, and then I became a psychological warfare specialist.

[this_loser]

Huh. That's... that's cool. [It sounds like he used his powers for good? Like a superhero!] You did important work, huh?

[ginger_firebird]

You could say that. I either kept people alive or made it easier to take down those who were becoming too much of a problem to be useful to anyone.