[ first breath mingle ]

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Who: First Breath Crew + Visitors
Broadcast: N/A
Action: The First Breath
When: The month of June

[ Before they left the system, Loki, oddly true to his word, gave the First Breath an upgrade. The walls of the First Breath are layered with a clear polished sheen seem magical. During certain times of the day or certain moods people are exhibiting nearby, the walls shift through various light tones of reds, blues and greens. When a person touches the walls, the walls fill with colours and shifting patterns, displaying a location that the person is familiar with. ]

Comments

[luxoraculi]

Perhaps. Though I suppose the only way of knowing would to be to either ask or go ourselves, hm?

[ Pryna whines but complies like the good girl she is. She'll instead opt to sit at his feet and put one of her paws in one of his hands. Friendship goals! ]

Really? I wonder if it is somehow able to feed into our memories... [ Nothing would surprise her, really. And... it's happened before, last year. Except those were with weird rooms and memories... not something splashed across a wall. Reaching out, Lunafreya gingerly places a hand against the wall, and sure enough it shifts into something very familiar to her. ] Ah... my beloved Tenebrae. Have you ever been there, Prompto?

[this_loser]

Yeah. Not a bad idea. [An excuse to visit the Bloodsport, and drop in on Kaname while he's at it...

He's holding hands with a dog. Nothing could be better.]

Ugh. I hope not. [Some memories were bad enough, without putting them on public display.

He watches the image shift, and smiles softly, if a little sadly, at a place he's only ever seen in media. The train was supposed to pass through there, wasn't it? He never made it that far.]

Uh, no. Didn't get a chance. Always wanted to, though. It was something else.

[luxoraculi]

[ You see, dear Prompto? Here's an idea, take Noctis with you. He's been Mr. Anti-social lately.

Pryna looks as if she is actually smiling right now. Whose a good girl? She's a good girl. A very happy, very good girl. ]

As do I, but considering the nature of this place... I would not doubt it, either. [ Her own expression certainly softens as she takes in her homeland, looking so lush and green and every bit the way she'd left it the day she walked away from it the last time in life. She's seen what it looks like now... ten years of darkness did a lot of damage to it. At least the manor didn't burn completely, try though the Empire did. She thinks, though, now that the sun is up... the green will come back. Not just in Tenebrae, but all over their beaten, battered star.

It's that thought that has her smiling again. ]

Whenever we are sent home... you should go see it someday. It's nothing like Lucis, or even Insomnia, it's very rural and there is not much to do... but it is quiet and peaceful.

[this_loser]

[He would happily drag Noctis any- and everywhere. Just, maybe not on a thin excuse to visit his girlfriend's ship. Make-outs are awkward when there's a third party.

He hums, absently scratching Pryna behind the ear while staring down the image as if he can memorize it.]

Quiet and peaceful would be a good change, considering. [Would it even still be there? He doesn't have a ten year head start, but with the way the world was going when he got zapped here, a lot of beautiful places were sitting in ruin now.]

[luxoraculi]

[ Dearest of friends, she knows that pain all too well. It's even awkward when you have two divine messengers staring at you. Believe her.

Pryna's ear shifts just a little to give Prompto better access, thanks. That's the spot. ]

Indeed. [ Prompto has no idea what is in store for them in their future, and Luna isn't going to be the one to tell him all the details. Besides, she only knows so much... after the sun rises again, she has no idea what Prompto will go and do, who he will meet and see. His path won't be an easy one, ushering in the light of a brand new dawn, especially in a post apocalyptic world isn't going to be a walk in the park. But she thinks that, given time to adjust and settle in... she thinks he'll get that peace and quiet. She thinks they all will.

But that is the future, and this is the now. She smiles softly at Prompto and turns her attention back to the wall. ] I think you would like it there. There is a lot of open nature to explore... waterfalls, rolling hills, forests. Even with all the years I lived there, I had not gotten to see it all.

[this_loser]

It sounds amazing.

[He was a city boy, through and though. But he could appreciate nature. He just didn't enjoy sleeping in it, or fighting it. Even the crappy camper beds were better than laying down on the hard surface of a haven.

He doesn't know yet that ten years of darkness are in his future. He does know that his city has fallen. And Altissia is ruined. The base in Niflheim was empty but for MT units, bottled up clones, and one mad scientist, and Gralea looked no better - what he saw of it, anyway. No matter what the future holds, his world has already been irrevocably changed.]

Do you miss it?

[luxoraculi]

It is, though perhaps I am a bit biased.

[ Luna knows that very well... her own journey throughout Lucis and their star meant lonely nights sleeping on the ground, or when she was very fortunate, strangers who had recognized her pulling her into their campers or offering her a place to stay for the evening. And of course, her elder brother had seen fit to make sure she had some sort of shelter when he could, too.

She just merely hopes that with dawn on the horizon, as changed as his world may be, he can continue on for his own future and forge his own path and find some sort of peace, though that will likely come some time after suffering the loss of his best friend. She doesn't even want to think with how he and the others are going to have to cope with that. ]

Sometimes I do. It was beautiful, and I've an endless love for my country. But it was also my prison for many years. I would have liked to have seen a little more of the world in general before things got too hectic, really.