Feb 1, 2017
❛ HEY, Prompto? Ya’ve got a minute? I’d like t’give ya a word on something VERY important. ❜ the head mechanic SMILES as she inches closer the blonde, a plastic OLD being held by her right hand.
@argentlined ⚙
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❛ HEY, Prompto? Ya’ve got a minute? I’d like t’give ya a word on something VERY important. ❜ the head mechanic SMILES as she inches closer the blonde, a plastic OLD being held by her right hand.
@argentlined ⚙
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ALSO do they have a physical aspect of themselves that they're proud of??
!!!!! LIKE, APPEARANCE WISE? HE LIKES HIS HAIR. EVEN WHEN IT’S NOT GELLED, HE LIKES IT.HE LIKES HIS ARMS N THIGHS - HE LIKES THAT THEY’RE TONED, BUT STILL SOMEWHAT SOFT.HE LIKES THAT HIS BELLY IS STARTING TO SHOW MUSCLE!!!! EVEN IF IT’S A SOFT TUM THAT MAKES HIM A LIL UNCOMFORTABLEHE LIKES!!! HIS FRECKLES!! HE LIKES THAT HE LOOKS LIKE HE’S BEEN KISSED BY 8576847 ANGELS!!HE LIKES HIS EYES,,, HE LIKES HOW SHARP THEY R, HOW INTIMIDATING HE CAN LOOK IF HE WANTS. HE LIKES THE SOFT RED BLUR. HE LIKES THE SMILEY CRINKLE!!HE RLLY, RLLY LIKES HIS DIMPLES, N HIS TONGUE STUD. HE THINKS THEYRE CHARMING!!!
“ you’ll injure yourself if you aren’t careful --- “ / @argentlined.
TRUTH TIME what's your Best Dream and your Worst Nightmare (cue prompto being dramatic listen they're playing truth or dare)
truth or dare || @argentlined
“ – My what ? ” Delving a little deep there ; uncomfortably so, if he were to answer with unbridled honesty. All the same, it’s just them. Ignis is cooking – & Gladio sleeping ; it’s not as though he distrusts Prompto, either. It’s just difficult to let it slip, when he’s never been given the opportunity to voice such personal matters beforehand. Most opportunities were brushed aside – & played off as unimportant.
For starters ; his best dream … isn’t something he’s thought about often, save for the obvious. Then again, maybe something simplistic & realistic is what he craves most. Awkwardly fumbling with his fingers, Noctis peers downward, and offers a subtle shrug, “ My best dream is … probably just that everything can stay the way it is, right now. We travel, fight, talk, fish – don’t have to worry about the future. ” Being King.
Is it really alright to unload all this weight onto Prompto so abruptly ? Poor guy still seems to be listening attentively when Noctis briefly rises his head – & thus he, hesitantly, continues on. “ I’d … like to see my dad again, too. To go back home with you guys – and we can take Luna, too. ” Only, his father wouldn’t be waiting anymore ; nothing but wreckage ( & imperials ) await him back in the place he considers “ home ”.
With that said, he considers what his greatest nightmare could be – with exception of never attaining his ‘ best dream ’. Gaze falls upon the flickering campfire flames – & Noctis becomes fleetingly lost in his thoughts ; brows unconsciously draw together as he reflects on unpleasant memories. “ My very worst nightmare … ” Bad dreams find him most nights, but if he’s to single out just one – “ Aside from beans ? ”
Right – serious topic ; it’s so much easier to consistently brush this stuff off as a joke. Forcing out raw honesty from his throat is far more tasking than he’d ever expected. “ … I guess, losing the people I love. That, or hurting ‘em somehow. You know, after Insomnia … ” We only have each other. “ We’ve lost … a lot, already. I guess I’m afraid of not being … ” Sufficient ; good enough – all that they expect him to become.
“ I’m, uh … not so hungry, anymore. ” Clambering into tent aside a snoring Gladio beats elaborating on this topic, any day – & that should speak for itself. Hands settle atop his thighs as he forces himself upright ; hunches upon rising to his feet, and then stretches out – much like an exasperated feline. “ You can have my share, I’m gonna sleep. ” Attempting playful smirk, he nudges Prompto’s arm & departs for the tent.
+ @argentlined + @rexcrystallis + @mumsthewcrd
✘ – ; Panting, wounded, stumbling like a scared animal away from a beast that once left marks on her that never healed. With sword in hand, Illya was not one to give up easily, she’d fight until victorious, but deep inside, she knew the odds were not in her favor. The coeurl dived with claws out, ready dig them down her skin, but her mind was too tired to react promptly. The hazel hues disappeared beneath tight lids, as the silver sword has held towards the beast. But it was not what stopped it’s rage, something – someone – else did.
The young woman fell back, with a dead tired look in her eyes, gazing over the stranger who happened to be her saviour for the night. “Tha… that was... pretty close” she said under her breath, falling in one knee and releasing the sword from weak hands to assist over the wound in her mid section. It wasn’t lethal, but wasn’t pretty either, and oh, did it hurt.
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@argentlined continued from here
Euphie’s giggle is immediate: she can’t help but laugh at the boy’s light-hearted reaction. That, & she simply can’t believe anyone could be that adorable wearing a party hat of all things. She hadn’t meant to take such forward action, but with him being alone at the moment & another party-goer handing her hats in DRUNKEN passing, she thought it might be fitting. ( & it was, all up to the point he flipped out his phone & took a picture AS IF PROUD. ) ❛ Definitely cute. ❜ She shyly agrees, dislodging the fingers from her lips to smile as she catches his eyes. Ah, we’re the same height, she notes, before continuing, ❛ Nice to meet you, I’m Euphie. May I ask your name? ❜
♚ | argentlined.
“You’re so weird.”
A genuine mirth has tears lightly brimming over his cerulean hues, laughter breaking passed his lips. With the blonde’s camera tightly positioned against his palm and between his lithe fingers, his figure inclines forth, a knee softly resting across the marshy terrain; his previous disposition still mildly present along the contours of his features even as he gestures to his friend accordingly. “Not sure why you’re so deadset on this, but alright! Hurry up and strike a pose!”
QUICKLY do worn heels carry the Fighter across unfamiliar terrain. ‘ Ugh, ’ With a mighty sigh slipping past his lips does a sense of determination spread across his features. ‘ Where are they, ’ His frustration not so much a result of being lost, but due to the fact that he has not seen a single Pokémon nor a trainer for miles. Perched upon his shoulder does his electric mouse express similar disappointment, a sigh similar to that of his trainer’s escaping his throat.
Traveling even further does his unexpected quest finally seem to come to an end. Just within his sight line do crimson eyes catch sight of the feathered beast, his pace quickening to encounter the unusual Pokémon, and perhaps even stumble upon more.
However, as if by his own natural lack of luck, does the Fighter stumble, losing his footing and finding himself falling downhill. Still upon his shoulder does Pika let out a concerned chirp, Red however still keeping his gaze locked upon the feathered creature.