[glad that v is getting all this info from the one who is the least in the loop, but at least prompto's efforts are ... efforts.]
[he's not too keen to talk on about the prophecy since, again, he doesn't feel like he knows enough of it to explain it properly. it makes him feel out of his depth. needless to say, it also makes him feel frustrated because of what it is and what it means for someone he is particularly close with.]
...no, not yet. [fixating his anxious energy to tapping fingers onto the edge of the counter, prompto fixes his footing until both feet are flat on the floor, his shoulders hunched a touch.] Sometimes you hear a prophecy or something and think, that ain't for me, I'll be dead before that thing that's set for a thousand years from now happens, so whatever. But -- it might actually be happening sooner rather than later.
[maybe while we stand here and chat? it feels hecky to think about his own time-and-space existence like this]
[here, he bares somewhat of a grin.]
I guess it'd be cool for me if I also got back as soon as possible. Damn. [that's having something in common]
[There’s obviously a discomfort in Prompto’s demeanor — a sort of fidgeting nervousness he’s beginning to think is part and parcel of his personality — but V can hardly blame him. If they’re speaking in terms of prophecies, then they’re talking in grand measures. The end and beginning of worlds, a destiny already carved out for a certain chosen few. And if it’s as dreary as how it sounds, not to mention potentially just around the corner, then V can… relate, even if he cannot quite comprehend the kind of fate that Eos has been branded with.]
So you understand.
[A pause, another drink of his tea, but then he sets it down on the counter this time.]
I need to return for the same reasons. Or at least, similar reasons, I assume. [A world deteriorating, or otherwise destroyed. “A world of darkness”, as Prompto had put it, rarely means anything good.] Thus my haste and impatience when you first found me. I had just located something important. And then awakening here... it was jarring.
Yeah. Guess I can't really blame you for wanting nothing to do with anything. Kinda funny, though— [he starts, his voice reaching a pitch to imply he's gonna try to be funny for a bit.] —thinking to just go to a police officer to ask for help.
[he's pretty aware that's not what v set out to do; it's just something that happened. but, to have that be interpreted that way can be kind of funny.]
[a moment of silence and then,]
I found out about the prophecy while here. [awkward, hesitant shifting...crossing his arms again] So it's not like I... thought I had to be anywhere immediately. Was kinda happy to not be where I was, to be honest. [but then a shrug, a sigh, and trying to act cool about it.] I'm not that crucial to the prophecy, I don't think, so — Eos should be okay without me for a bit longer.
Way that you speak maybe you're not exactly as non-crucial as I am. What's that you found?
[To find out about your world's fate while departed from it. V wonders if that's worse, if that would make the sting of needing to return home just amplify itself rather than comfort him.
Maybe it's proof of their differing personalities.]
A sword. Not for me to yield, but for someone else.
[Non-crucial, Prompto calls him, though V can argue against that, too.]
I am crucial enough to where I can provide guidance and information to those who need it back home. But no more than that. Not any longer.
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[glad that v is getting all this info from the one who is the least in the loop, but at least prompto's efforts are ... efforts.]
[he's not too keen to talk on about the prophecy since, again, he doesn't feel like he knows enough of it to explain it properly. it makes him feel out of his depth. needless to say, it also makes him feel frustrated because of what it is and what it means for someone he is particularly close with.]
...no, not yet. [fixating his anxious energy to tapping fingers onto the edge of the counter, prompto fixes his footing until both feet are flat on the floor, his shoulders hunched a touch.] Sometimes you hear a prophecy or something and think, that ain't for me, I'll be dead before that thing that's set for a thousand years from now happens, so whatever. But -- it might actually be happening sooner rather than later.
[maybe while we stand here and chat? it feels hecky to think about his own time-and-space existence like this]
[here, he bares somewhat of a grin.]
I guess it'd be cool for me if I also got back as soon as possible. Damn. [that's having something in common]
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So you understand.
[A pause, another drink of his tea, but then he sets it down on the counter this time.]
I need to return for the same reasons. Or at least, similar reasons, I assume. [A world deteriorating, or otherwise destroyed. “A world of darkness”, as Prompto had put it, rarely means anything good.] Thus my haste and impatience when you first found me. I had just located something important. And then awakening here... it was jarring.
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[he's pretty aware that's not what v set out to do; it's just something that happened. but, to have that be interpreted that way can be kind of funny.]
[a moment of silence and then,]
I found out about the prophecy while here. [awkward, hesitant shifting...crossing his arms again] So it's not like I... thought I had to be anywhere immediately. Was kinda happy to not be where I was, to be honest. [but then a shrug, a sigh, and trying to act cool about it.] I'm not that crucial to the prophecy, I don't think, so — Eos should be okay without me for a bit longer.
Way that you speak maybe you're not exactly as non-crucial as I am. What's that you found?
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Maybe it's proof of their differing personalities.]
A sword. Not for me to yield, but for someone else.
[Non-crucial, Prompto calls him, though V can argue against that, too.]
I am crucial enough to where I can provide guidance and information to those who need it back home. But no more than that. Not any longer.