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burstmodes) wrote2018-09-30 08:43 am
burstmodes) wrote2018-09-30 08:43 am
( ic contact ) / duplicity
text & pics | audio | video | action
text & pics | audio | video | action
[ he hasn't slept much for reasons, and her text is like a ray of sunshine through the black cloud over him right now. ]
morning ๐
i bet it's not that weird
what's up??
morning ๐
i bet it's not that weird
what's up??
Prompto, I know I've not been the best friend, but if you have time, I made you something.
Happy birthday.
Happy birthday.
thanks iggy!!!
you didn't have to make me anything tho
[ bc he doesn't feel like he deserves it. ]
you didn't have to make me anything tho
[ bc he doesn't feel like he deserves it. ]
[ ooc: i hope this is okay. saw you on the taken page and prompto is my fave. ]
Picture it.
You. Me.
Drinks.
Ten pm.
Picture it.
You. Me.
Drinks.
Ten pm.
[ well... that is certainly a message he just got. maybe it's a wrong number? he isn't sure. ]
so you mean like a date???
so you mean like a date???
( continued from here )
haha thanks
what kinda filter is that one?
i don't think i've ever seen flowers like that before
[ unless he's somehow found a snapchat filter on the duplicity devices... ]
dude it's not like that
isn't it embarrassing to send nudes to someone you don't know well???
you mean emojis?
dude you can use em too!!!
there's an option next to the text box where you can select whatever you want
๐ ๐
dude you can use em too!!!
there's an option next to the text box where you can select whatever you want
๐ ๐
[ he sends a text as soon as the gift arrives. ]
dude you didn't have to get me anything
this is so sweet
oh maaaan
thank you!!!!!!
dude you didn't have to get me anything
this is so sweet
oh maaaan
thank you!!!!!!
so this is REALLY random but. you know my friend maxwell, okay? and he showed me a picture of you! and you're really really freckly and cute i'm about it.
are you into coffee? or like lunch at some point? with me? us? the both of us?
i'm sure max can fill any awkward moments with talk about giant chickens you can ride if we have any awkward moments. which i doubt it but you never know.
[ tristan shhh u talk too much ]
are you into coffee? or like lunch at some point? with me? us? the both of us?
i'm sure max can fill any awkward moments with talk about giant chickens you can ride if we have any awkward moments. which i doubt it but you never know.
[ tristan shhh u talk too much ]
[ okay, well. good thing he wasn't drinking anything because he probably would have spit it all over the place. ]
oh uh hey
thanks?????
wait wait
are you asking me on a date? with your friend too?
haha how would that work?
oh uh hey
thanks?????
wait wait
are you asking me on a date? with your friend too?
haha how would that work?
[ through some miraculous series of events, they survive the trauma, leaving ivy worse for wear. she's exhausted, physically and emotionally, and as much as she loves being around prompto, she needs space for once in her life. with a kiss on his forehead, she finally leaves her bed after what feels like a twenty-four hour nap, steps over the mess and broken furniture, and steps out for a little to clear her head. or at least try to.
eventually, though, she misses him again and ends up sending a message. ]
morning.... or afternoon, haha
you want anything from outside?
eventually, though, she misses him again and ends up sending a message. ]
morning.... or afternoon, haha
you want anything from outside?
[ it feels strange being back in the city.
prompto hasn't even really had a chance to cope with it, having floundered his way through the entire journey and keyed up in an effort to protect both noct and ivy. noct because it had almost felt like home, for just a second, and because he's his best friend and prince (king?). and ivy because... because he's pretty sure he loves her. not just in the friends kind of way or the she's his dom kind of way. it's confusing, and he thinks he's just messing it up all the time. which is where his mind immediately goes when he wakes up and finds himself alone in the bed.
he vaguely remembers her getting up, but he'd been too tired to question where she was going. now, the anxiety is starting to kick in. at least until he reads her message. ]
oh yeah wow
it's late huh?
ummmm
do you wanna get us something to eat?
food sounds so good right now
[ and not the stuff they'd been serving them at fort harmony or the random things they'd eaten during their escape. ]
prompto hasn't even really had a chance to cope with it, having floundered his way through the entire journey and keyed up in an effort to protect both noct and ivy. noct because it had almost felt like home, for just a second, and because he's his best friend and prince (king?). and ivy because... because he's pretty sure he loves her. not just in the friends kind of way or the she's his dom kind of way. it's confusing, and he thinks he's just messing it up all the time. which is where his mind immediately goes when he wakes up and finds himself alone in the bed.
he vaguely remembers her getting up, but he'd been too tired to question where she was going. now, the anxiety is starting to kick in. at least until he reads her message. ]
oh yeah wow
it's late huh?
ummmm
do you wanna get us something to eat?
food sounds so good right now
[ and not the stuff they'd been serving them at fort harmony or the random things they'd eaten during their escape. ]
[On the day of the ball, before the event begins, Ignis sends Prompto a video and a picture. The video has Noct twirling around in This dress. The picture is on Noct smiling bright, his hair done up with string of stars holding it in place.]
A gift for you.
A gift for you.
[ okay. just. WHAT. hold the phone. ]
uhhhh
am i dreamin or is that what i think it is
uhhhh
am i dreamin or is that what i think it is
I got a question for you, Prompto
yeah sure!
what's up?
[ should he be nervous about this? ]
what's up?
[ should he be nervous about this? ]
Interesting choice of locations for a first date.
[ wait, what. when did he... when did they... prompto is just dying inside because w h y ]
hey uh
i think you might have the wrong person
hey uh
i think you might have the wrong person
they're good guys
you can learn a lot from them
i know i have ๐ค
[ he wonders if she's met noct yet, but he doesn't want to bombard her. ]
i guess most people are lol
it's like every place tho
good and bad people you know?
you can learn a lot from them
i know i have ๐ค
[ he wonders if she's met noct yet, but he doesn't want to bombard her. ]
i guess most people are lol
it's like every place tho
good and bad people you know?
[ what. ]
noct man
that's terrible
would you even eat a sweet potato???
[ never mind he has no idea why he just asked that. or why he insinuated noct would eat him. ]
noct man
that's terrible
would you even eat a sweet potato???
[ never mind he has no idea why he just asked that. or why he insinuated noct would eat him. ]
[It's pretty late at night when Prompto receives a text from a familiar username.
Can it even be called a text if there are no words? Okay, scratch that, he gets a picture.
It's the candid sort, obviously taken without any previous posing - or really, without the subjects knowledge that it was even being taken. It's of a certain cute blond, leaning over a table filled with different papers and projects, hair pulled back into a bun with a few strands hanging into his face and the first few buttons of his shirt left open.
Leonardo looks exceptionally good in this photo, the soft lighting and him being in his element.
A few minutes later there will be a text, although honestly it can't really be called that either.]
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Can it even be called a text if there are no words? Okay, scratch that, he gets a picture.
It's the candid sort, obviously taken without any previous posing - or really, without the subjects knowledge that it was even being taken. It's of a certain cute blond, leaning over a table filled with different papers and projects, hair pulled back into a bun with a few strands hanging into his face and the first few buttons of his shirt left open.
Leonardo looks exceptionally good in this photo, the soft lighting and him being in his element.
A few minutes later there will be a text, although honestly it can't really be called that either.]
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[ okay, first of all, rude. second of all, prompto just stares at the pic for a while in an attempt to figure out why. why is ezio torturing him like this? why is he being sent things he'd never thought he'd ever get to see his entire life outside of the games? is this some kind of torture?
oh well. he immediately saves it and texts back. ]
does he know you're sending me pics of him??
oh well. he immediately saves it and texts back. ]
does he know you're sending me pics of him??
[ this is sort of out of the blue, but he never questions food. ]
ok
where were you thinking??
ok
where were you thinking??
yeah sure
what's up??
[ this is a pleasant surprise. he loves texts from kara. ]
what's up??
[ this is a pleasant surprise. he loves texts from kara. ]
I was wondering if we could talk.
[ way to kick his anxiety up, ignis. ]
yeah of course
where??
yeah of course
where??
[His voice is soft, determined but sad.]
I'm just calling to make sure you're okay. Noct is worried, as am I.
[He takes a deep breath.]
He won't die, Prompto. I won't let him. If the Gods need a blood sacrifice, they'll get it, but it won't be Noct.
I'm just calling to make sure you're okay. Noct is worried, as am I.
[He takes a deep breath.]
He won't die, Prompto. I won't let him. If the Gods need a blood sacrifice, they'll get it, but it won't be Noct.
Edited 2019-04-22 16:07 (UTC)
[ he listens to the message several times, and each time, the guilt comes back even harder than before. maybe he'd overreacted, but... how is it okay to just accept that noct is going to die? how can noct think it's okay? and hearing ignis say that – he doesn't want anyone to sacrifice themselves or die because there's always a way. there has to be.
about an hour later, he sends him a text. ]
it doesn't have to be any of us either
i just can't get behind that iggy
there's gotta be a better way
about an hour later, he sends him a text. ]
it doesn't have to be any of us either
i just can't get behind that iggy
there's gotta be a better way
[It's late - 1:12 to be exact - when Prompto's phone lights up in the dark, pinging with a message from a familiar user name. There are no actual words attached to this message, strangely just like the one Ezio himself had received a while back. Just a picture of the man himself, taking in front of a rather steamy mirror, drops of water still clinging to tanned skin, making every muscle appear even more pronounced. There's a towel slung low on his hips, even if it barely his anything, hair pulled back into it's normal low pony.
โจ Have fun. โจ]
โจ Have fun. โจ]
[ ... why is this something that they're starting to do? prompto wonders that when he rolls over and checks the message that comes in, feeling the heat in his face creep along his cheeks as he admires the lines of ezio's torso and chest. he's so handsome, and he honestly has no idea why this is happening to him. but – chewing on his lip, he decides to keep it casual at first, typing out a handful of texts. ]
love the angle
can't decide if that or all of you is hotter
[ a tease, yes. then, against his better judgment, prompto sits up to pull the oversized tee he's wearing over his head and tilts the camera so it snaps a pic of his naked shoulders and chest – yes, dusted in freckles – and mussed blond hair. ]
too bad i missed out on joining you
love the angle
can't decide if that or all of you is hotter
[ a tease, yes. then, against his better judgment, prompto sits up to pull the oversized tee he's wearing over his head and tilts the camera so it snaps a pic of his naked shoulders and chest – yes, dusted in freckles – and mussed blond hair. ]
too bad i missed out on joining you
[ prompto's out just wandering around because he can't spend 24/7 at the chocobo farm when he gets that text, and... he feels like his heart is sinking into the pit of his stomach. ]
uh yeah i guess
why?
uh yeah i guess
why?
haha oh man
she's so cute
he?
anyway super cute
not sure if that's my twin tho
[ and maybe thirty seconds later: ]
you think i'm a bird too???
she's so cute
he?
anyway super cute
not sure if that's my twin tho
[ and maybe thirty seconds later: ]
you think i'm a bird too???
[ good thing prompto still has a lot of trouble sleeping, especially these days. so, when he reads the text, he sits up and rubs at his face. ]
i don't think it sounds weird
it's um
it's nice that you're thinking of me?
i think a lot about you too
you could always come over here
or i could come over there if you wanted
i don't think it sounds weird
it's um
it's nice that you're thinking of me?
i think a lot about you too
you could always come over here
or i could come over there if you wanted
hey gurl ๐๐
i'm completely free tonight
what's up?
i'm completely free tonight
what's up?
yeah, sure, i guess i just forgot to finish a sentence there sob
chores
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