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➟ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛᴏ (☞ ᐛ )☞ ᴀʀɢᴇɴᴛᴜᴍ. ([personal profile] punshots) wrote in [community profile] elnyan 2018-03-30 01:33 am (UTC)

NOCT!!!

[ Prompto has waited for this moment for a long time. Sure, not ten years, but the better part of one year was more than enough for him to miss his best friend fiercely. No matter how many times he'd been to visit Noct's pod, updated him with stories and anecdotes that Prompto knew he couldn't hear, it hadn't taken the sting away each and every time a new group of refugees awoke and Noct was not among them. He has waited for this since Noct had last gone back into stasis, but really, he couldn't have come at a better time, with the way things have been going planetside.

In an instant, any aches or pains or worries or boredom flies right from Prompto's thoughts. Hell, he doesn't even stop grinning like an idiot when that crumpled ball of paper hits him right between his eyes. Nor does he pay any mind to the fact that they're still in a crowded room surrounded by people who are listening to the presenter drone on and on. Or...trying to listen to him, anyway, before these two morons decided to have a conversation right in the middle of them all.

Prompto snorts out a mirthful laugh, his eyes bright with singular joy. It's real. Noct is awake again. Noct is here. ]


Mh-hmm, right! Aaaaand I was busy sitting quietly. You know me! [ He crosses his arms, tilting his head to one side. It's remarkable how easy it is to just...fall right back into it, after all this time. ] So, guess you got all that about dragon-riding, huh?

[ Never mind that's a Wyver thing, not an Olympia thing. Noct doesn't know that, he was totally napping and Prompto is calling him out!!! ]

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