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Noctis Lucis Caelum ([personal profile] thenightsky) wrote in [community profile] victory_road2017-03-06 08:46 am

[Open] Gonna take a..long walk outside today~

Who: Noctis, Prompto, Open to all!
Where: Leaving Cherrygrove and heading to Violet - Route 30, Dark Cave and Route 31
When: March 3rd - March 20th
Summary: A catch-all for two nerds on a field trip.
Rating: Gen
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[personal profile] sunnysidewalkstreet 2017-03-06 03:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Nah, I get it. We've gotta defend these guys.

[ It's almost like they're bodyguards. Or parents. ...No, the former is more fitting. Prompto wouldn't want to think about what sort of creature could give birth to all these and be their parent. (Introduce this man to a Ditto sometime.)

But at that concern, Prompto shakes his head. ]
I think... I hurt my ankle? Defending myself from that wall, I mean.
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[personal profile] sunnysidewalkstreet 2017-03-08 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
...It's weird.

[ Prompto says, letting himself be manhandled by Noctis - yeah, that's a bit of blood on him. But he's gotta push himself. ]

Not having a deadline, I mean. If we wanted, we could set up home here and never leave. Buuuuut I'd miss the warmth of a bed.
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[personal profile] sunnysidewalkstreet 2017-03-08 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
What, you're not gonna take a nap?

[ He jokes, as he's sitting now - letting himself lean back, and begin to fiddle with his PokeGear. Now he can see the light, he can see a few Zubat, a few other Pokemon. He swears he sees some... puppies? Nah, they're gone into the dark now. ]

But you had 'em pretty much all your life telling you where to walk and what to eat and everything. It's gotta be weirder for you then for me, right?
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[personal profile] sunnysidewalkstreet 2017-03-08 02:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[ As he begins to mess with the edges of his clothes - nervous to finally admit this - his Hoothoot sits by him. Not because he's nervous, but because of the wild Pokemon. ] Actually we weren't on the road at all because I came here before we set out?

[ Look at that awkward smile. He's been trying to hide it, but it's not too big a secret, as compared to... some things. He adds, quietly, not noticing any of the wild Pokemon: ]

We were gonna set out tomorrow. Uh, tomorrow from then.
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[personal profile] sunnysidewalkstreet 2017-03-08 02:31 pm (UTC)(link)
...No?

[ His voice sounds almost like a kicked puppy. He wouldn't kid around about that. Even if he was a big kidder most of the time - or at least, seemed that way.

After a moment, he shaked his head - trying to move a bit before wincing. ]
Need help setting those up?

[ Subject change, go? ]
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[personal profile] sunnysidewalkstreet 2017-03-08 02:46 pm (UTC)(link)
How can I remember things which haven't happened?

[ He asked, his voice betraying his words. Quiet, he was glancing around. Just as he feared - he'd missed something big, hadn't he. (Was it missing it if he hadn't done it yet? He should have pretended to have been mothered by Ignis. Pretending would have been great. Just as it always is. Damnit.)
The only sound from their Pokemon is coming from IE.exe, who's chattering a little as she patrols to stop wilds from getting to her pack. ]
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[personal profile] sunnysidewalkstreet 2017-03-08 03:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The breaking voice is what makes Prompto realise just how much must have happened. He's about to joke - not a fairy-tale trip, huh - but he doesn't... want to.

He doesn't move. Just weakly nod his head, giving a look as if to say he doesn't need to know. (He wants to know. Good or bad - maybe he could help, if he knew just what happened. Be somebody to make Noctis smile.)

And that's when he moved a little more, to the sleeping bags. They just... need to be unfurled a bit more, right? R-right. He hadn't seen Noctis like this before, so he just needs to help him. ]
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[personal profile] sunnysidewalkstreet 2017-03-11 04:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[ ...It took Prompto a moment.

No, not just a moment. His expression turned from 'are you kidding' to horror within a minute. As it sunk in. Lips trembling, he couldn't help but... laugh a little, that sort of awkward laugh as he tries to find words.

But his throat seems suddenly dry, as everything about that sinks in. That would mean-- everybody's gone. Everything's gone. And in the future for him - he can't change it, can he? If he could, then Noct'd have already changed.

Words eventually come to him. ]


...was it the Empire?

[ Or... did the Wall fall? Anything could have happened, and he felt sick just thinking about it. Having all these questions swirling around. But Noctis probably has... handled some of this already. If not all of it. Shit. ]
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[personal profile] sunnysidewalkstreet 2017-03-14 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
[ He knows about it already. Well, not yet. In the future - he shouldn't need to know now, right?

(Damnit. Prompto had hoped this time travel shit hadn't come up. This was confusing. It was hurting his head and heart both. But of course it was them, of course they'd attack.) Prompto almost felt... he shouldn't be this affected. Because it hadn't happened yet. It hurt to even think about but it hadn't happened but Noctis wouldn't lie.

His knuckles had turned as pale as the rest of his body, gripping his sleeping bag. It took all his effort for the words to come out - raspy and holding back his own tears, voice lowering to a whisper. ]


...I'm sorry. I-- we don't need to talk about it, if you don't want?

[ Because he shouldn't know this yet. Because Noctis shouldn't be suffering like this having to think about it. Prompto had thought this would be a nice vacation away from nothing too big - but instead maybe it's an escape for Noctis. He's hurting inside from every little thought, of how much could have happened. Shit. ]
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[personal profile] sunnysidewalkstreet 2017-03-15 02:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[ And it hurt. It hurt to think about how much Noctis had to go though and now he didn't have that common ground. They couldn't have had happiness.

But-- the king was dead. Noctis' dad. He didn't need Noctis to finish speaking to slide himself over - come next to his friend. Even if he feels he doesn't know what to do - if anything could be done - to help.

At least let him be there, letting out a soft grumble under his breath. Not at Noctis, though - at the whole situation. ]


...I-- damn.

[ Prompto couldn't comprehend how much it could hurt. His family situation was complicated, but even he... could understand this. Trying to crack a smile - and failing, his lips still stuck in a frown, he let himself just sit there. Trying to hold back his own tears, to let Noctis have somebody to cry on. (He was failing - wetness staining his face.)

Before letting out a groan at his sore foot, as he felt something flop against it. His Pidgey had noticed the sadness and was trying to help, but he'd let out simply a groan and didn't move to get the bird to flap away. ]
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[personal profile] sunnysidewalkstreet 2017-03-16 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ ...No.

He's not okay. He knows Noctis has so much to hold on to and he has so much to mourn but he gives a sigh, trying not to cry more. But anger enters his voice. He's not okay with his pain in his foot, but... Prompto can't hold back anymore. ]


I mean... if that-- with all that happening, then what does it mean? That everything we do here won't matter?

...That anything we learn here doesn't mean shit?

[ He doesn't get it. He really doesn't - if he learns this and goes home, he can't stop it - if Noctis is here and telling him. (He'd have to be believed by at least Noct if he'd told him, right? Or would he be seen as lying.) But he lets Noctis lean into him, putting an arm around him. Holding him. Time travel is weird... ]
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[personal profile] sunnysidewalkstreet 2017-03-17 01:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Fuck. Fuuuuck. Prompto simply sighs, letting himself rest against Noctis even harder. He sniffled a little. ]

Nah, man. Better now then later, right? Might have said something wrong.

[ But... he didn't. He hadn't cracked any inappropriate jokes, right? He felt his mind racing, going back to days before. Weeks before. He'd kept saying they'd go home and it'd been fine. But he--

Damnit. His leg feels like nothing compared to this. But he decides to at least... joke about that. Maybe loosen the mood, even if he just wants to cry. ]


Well, least you're standing. Not like I can right now.
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[personal profile] sunnysidewalkstreet 2017-03-20 01:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[ ...Yeah, they'd get though it. Or he'd fall into one of those comas he read about and remember up to it... or later, maybe? Prompto didn't want to be the one handling being from the future, quite honestly, but it could be possible and then what would he do? Either or. ]

How long would it take to get to a doc from here? [ It's just twisted - Prompto is pulling his leg back from the Pokemon, however, moving-- nope, he can't move it to slip off his shoe. Help him out? ]

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