[ first breath mingle ]

[dothelokimotion]

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

[this_loser]

[He absently pets Pryna, staring into his childhood room.]

It was before I tried introducing myself to you. I'd always wanted to! But ... I was too shy, and... [And it had seemed like a ridiculous idea, at the time. Who was he?]

Luna sent me a letter, after she got Pryna back, thanking me. She thought we were already friends. I thought, maybe talking to you wasn't so crazy after all.

[He laughs, tilting his head to Noct.] Sure messed that up, huh?

[starless_sky]

_{[She begins to pant softly. This is the life.]}

You came to my hiding place because of Luna?

_{[He thought Prompto was just a gawker like everybody else. But he was different than the others, he didn't try to ask how much money his family had or how many people worked in the citadel. He was just a strange kid who took photos but seemed alone like him. He had noticed Prompto even in school, he was the kid with the camera and all the dog photos.]}

I had no idea... but why did it take you years then? You should have said something sooner. I was as alone as you were.

[this_loser]

K-kinda. She gave me the push I needed.

[He was alone. He could tell Noctis was alone too. He didn't care about the money or the Citadel or servants. He just saw a regular kid.

Sometimes, he wondered what it would have been like, if they'd started their friendship back then, when they were much younger. But...He was just a heavy, clumsy, shy kid with nothing to offer.]

I wasn't good enough. You deserved someone who was better, than what I had been. I wanted to be better.