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Entry tags:
- !event,
- !mod,
- detroit: become human: connor,
- detroit: become human: hank anderson,
- digimon adventure tri: takeru takaishi,
- drakengard 3: zero,
- fate: mordred,
- final fantasy vii: aerith gainsborough,
- final fantasy xiv: alisaie leveilleur,
- final fantasy xiv: alphinaud leveilleur,
- final fantasy xiv: arenvald lentinus,
- final fantasy xv: prompto argentum,
- fire emblem: lucina,
- fullmetal alchemist: maes hughes,
- fullmetal alchemist: roy mustang,
- jinba: konoha,
- nier: 2b,
- nier: a2,
- nier: brother nier,
- nier: emil,
- nier: kainé,
- nier: number 4,
- original character: daylight vis lornlit,
- persona 3: minato arisato,
- persona 5: akira kurusu,
- persona 5: ann takamaki,
- tales of xillia 2: ludger kresnik,
- tokyo xanadu: kou tokisaka,
- voltron: hunk,
- voltron: takashi "shiro" shirogane
( the sickness: phase two )
![]() ![]() the sickness ends. the temple. The Temple, shortly after Astoria's burst of energy, is in a constant state of growth. Trees are bursting into existence from seeds in mere seconds, flowers are growing wherever magic lands . . . and the Temple is abruptly a-buzz with energy, magic crackling throughout the air. You may find a tree in your house, or flowers suddenly growing along the walls, or plants wiggling their way through the stone walls of the buildings of the Temple. All of a sudden, the place looks very overgrown. ![]() lake dona. Lake Dona is a massive body of water, stretching outward for so far that it almost seems like an ocean until you see that the water is fresh. It is surrounded by long, leafy trees that dip into the water and has a variety of ancient ruins scattered around it -- weathered stones set into circles at seemingly even intervals, old buildings that seem to mirror the Temple in construct. |
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It is better, even if he's blushing madly now, fingers trembling somewhat as he lifts the viewfinder of his camera to his eye. ]
Y-you look great! A-a natural! Just — hold that pose!
[ Here he goes, clicking away a few shots from different angles. ]
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he's just jealous, because she's right up on margaret's back without a hitch, the great water beast seeming entirely nonplussed - alisaie already earned her love earlier, so she's quite comfortable while prompto snaps his photos, his flaming blush nicely hidden behind his camera. ]
Be sure to capture her good side!
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Point taken. ]
Don't worry! I, uh...got a ton of her good side...
[ And also Alisaie's, because her good side is all of her sides. :blush:
Once he's satisfied, he shuts his camera off and stows it away, holding a hand over his eyes as he grins up at her. ]
Hey, uh...she's not a two-seater, is she?
[ Guess who wants a ride! Even if he's still slightly traumatized from the last time he and Alisaie were near water together...she won't drown this time! Probably. ]
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stupeo
which im pretty sure alisaie never knew was his real name.. ]
I would say that she may very well be a ten-seater.
[ she says, glancing back over margaret's broad back. she's a giant dinosaur prompto of course she is a two-seater?? ]
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She makes it clear that's not the case, though, so with a grin, Prompto wiggles out of his boots and socks and wades up to Nessie's side to pull himself up onto the beast behind her. But not too close!! //// ]
Wh-whoa, this is really happening!! [ A peal of laughter rings out from his lungs. ] We are taking our maiden voyage on the S.S. Margaret!
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Your maiden voyage, mayhaps. I took her out for a spin earlier this morning. Isn't that right, dear girl?
[ she pats margaret's neck, and earns a low, soft sound for her efforts. ]
She seems to understand us when we speak.. our words, or our intentions, somehow.
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She's smart like a chocobo, then. [ He reaches down to run a hand along Nessie's flank. A gentle giant, as it were. ] Gotta say...I might have to come visit her every day from now on.
[ He might've made a new best friend, sorry Noct. ]
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[ and oh, look! she's moving now, too, having finally finished off all of the leaves she turns to glide slowly over the water, its glassy surface rippling as she passes. ]
I've missed the water.
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He won't think about it too much!! ]
Yeah...haven't been swimming since the last time we went myself. [ You know, when she ALMOST DIED. ] Not gonna make this a repeat of then, are you?
[ A warm laugh colors his words. ]
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No, I will not. I am a very strong swimmer, thank you.
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Sure, sure...just remember to breathe this time, if you fall in...
[ He says through a playful laugh. ]
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so funny, in face, that she turns around and shoves him right off of margaret's back!! eat shit, promptoot.. ]
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Though he probably should have been expecting this turn of fate, he does not, and so he goes spilling into the drink unceremoniously with a squawk, disappearing into the depths.
...and he doesn't resurface. Not for one second, or two, or three...
No, he is still beneath the water. ]
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alisaie watches the water for a few moments, her brow furrowed - he knows how to swim, she knows that he does, and the waters are peaceful and still.. margaret turns her head as well, a low rumble in her chest as she reaches out one of her fins to.. fish around in the water where prompto fell. ]
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Strange!
And still, he does not resurface... ]
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.. he's using his stupid powers to be a jerk, isn't he?? somehow, in some way.. nevertheless, holding tightly to margaret's neck, she leans over the water again. ]
Prompto?
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Or maybe he'll finally propel himself out of the water a few moments later, using his speed to give himself a little boost up onto Margaret's neck, and though the temptation to grab Alisaie and drag her into the water is there, he has more important things to tell her. ]
Ali! There's — there's [ huff huff huff ] mermaids! Down [ HUFF ] there!!
[ Yeah, he might've been checking out some hot fish ladies. ]
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anyway, oh look, he's alive! she doesn't have to go fishing. margaret seems relieved as well, though she probably doesn't appreciate him clinging to her neck like a koala. ]
Mermaids?
[ a pensive look. ]
Are they friendly?
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Nnnnnope!
[ He lifts his forearm to show her a nice scratch he is now sporting. It sure is bleeding! ]
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Gods - it would seem not.
[ there's little enough to be done for it here, though, so she lets his arm fall after a moment. ]
Shall we head back to the temple to wrap it up?
[ does ickle prompto need a bandaid ]
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[ He tugs off that trusty arm bandanna and starts to tie it around his forearm instead. It's...also wet, so maybe not the most useful, but at least it will keep it from getting bothered by something else.
He tugs the knot between his left hand and his teeth. It's a little sloppy, but it'll do. Probably??? ]
There! Pretty as a picture. Don't wanna cut our ride short!
[ But he is going to also tug off his shirt, because his clothes are all gross and smelly and clingy now. He doesn't seem to...realize he's basically stripping for her. Enjoy the show, Alisaie! ]
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[ but i mean, she would have made the same choice. the cut isn't too deep, and there's a big dinosaur to ride!! he doesn't seem too worse for wear, so.
but she's forgetting all about that scratch once he's.. literally peeling off his clothing. prompto is small and slight, but he's surprisingly built, lean and strong like a swimmer, and also, you know, glistening with lake water. and he has freckles all over his shoulders, and dusting his
smooth, hairless, femininechest..ahem. alisaie clears her throat and glances aside, the tips of her ears a warm pink. since when has she ogled shirtless peoples?? ]
I think we are ready to continue our swim, Margaret.
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Prompto stuffs his shirt into a ball, thinking little of it as he starts to unbuckle his belt — until Alisaie clears her throat, turning to face away from him, color rising in her ears.
...Ah. He's. Going to stop now, even as uncomfortable as his tight, wet pants are. And sure, maybe it's not the first time they've stripped down in front of each other, but things were...different then.
He isn't sure how, but it was different! ]
U-u-um, right. [ How the hell did this happen, how the hell has he gotten to the point where he doesn't think twice about taking his shirt off in front of this girl. He turns a rosy shade of pink, from his shoulders to his ears, before reaching down to pat Margaret's flank. ]
Th-that's right, girl! You can...keep going...
[ groans internally ]
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A N Y W A Y
she's trying not to be distracted by the freckles on his shoulders, or how surprisingly strong they look, which is difficult when he's sitting right in front of her now. margaret gives a low groan which probably voices their thoughts though it may very well simply be a normal plesio noise.
(it isn't, margaret is judging them)
but they're off now on their.. slow sail across the lake... ]
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...He probably should have left his shirt on, huh. ]
Uh...so! You're looking...spry.
[ He means in the sense that she's fully recovered from her illness, but...wow. What a gentleman. What a compliment. 10/10. ]
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