fandomhighdorms | The Roof; Friday Evening [09/21].

Truth be told, Prompto was a little afraid of the dark, which might make it seem a little weird that he'd go up to the roof that evening, as the darkness was just settling in, but there was one thing he'd come to realize about this place, something he should have figured with it not even being on Eos or anything, and that was something he found a little unbelievable and absolutely amazing.

This place had no daemons.

He'd practically ran back to the dorms through the streets of Fandom that first time after his shift at the C.I.C. was over. Sure, the streets were lit well enough, but way out here, without any walls to protect him, he had no idea what to expect. He took his time a little more earlier this week, no one had mentioned anything about being caught in the dark late at night, could this place really not have any?

He figured the roof would be a great place to really scope out any dark places to avoid; if it turned out to be unsafe, he could duck back inside quickly enough, no problem. And if everything was fine, if his theory was right, then he'd get to spend the evening doing something he'd never imagined himself able to do: kick back and look up into a night sky full of stars.

"Amazing!"

It was the little things in life, right?

[[ open! m'boy here was feeling left out, so it's Prompto time! ]]

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Well, now you had Prompto intrigued, Nina, as indicated by the quirk of his intrigued brow. "Team bonding , you say? On the boss''s own gil, perhaps?"

Seriously, Kaidan, what were you thinking with these three?

"I mean, makes sense! Why wouldn't he want this crew to be fashionable and current? Reflects well on the business. I mean, he''s clearly taken a good step in the right direction by hiring us on the first place, might as well take it to the next level, right?"

She certainly wasn't going to pay for it! Not when Kaidan had offered! Sortof. Ish. Close enough.

Kaidan had brought this upon himself.

"Right????? Like, and if we all went together, then we could even find something that maybe, I don't know, shows we're all part of the team???? Not, like, a full uniform, but something!!!!"

And that one hit him in a soft spot, and Prompto's big wide stupid grin went a little distant.

"Clothing's important to a team," he agreed. "That's actually why I wear so much black, you know. It's pretty important symbolism with my crew back home."

He smacked a hand resolutely on the roof beside him. "That''s it," he said, "we're doing it. We gotta now! You think Vette'd be down for it, too, right?"

Nina waved one hand absently. "Vette will totally be down with it," she said, with complete confidence.

Vette was down with basically everything, except slavery, and this was just shopping. Totally fine.

"But!!!! Tell me about your crew????" she said, glancing at him. "What crew are you part of??????"

"Well," it was a good thing red went with black so well, because Prompto's face was full of it and he breathed a small laugh, ducked his head a little, "not part of it yet, not technically. But I will be, after I graduate. I'll be a Crownsguard, that's one of the Prince of Lucis's own personal bodyguards. Me and Ignis and Gladio, probably."

Ignis and Gladio definitely. He was still pretty up in the air, really.

"Hopefully."

Her eyes went wide.

"Oh my gosh!!!!!! You're, like, totally going to be a knight?????"

Nina was going to have to do some re-evaluating here. Sure, Prompto was cute, but she hadn't thought of him as, like, Matilda Knight cute.

Yeah, not helping him with the blushing there, Nina. But, hey, at least it was getting pretty dark.

Prompto laughed, lifting his eyes up to the sky again. "Yeah," he said. "I guess you could say that. A knight." Even with the gathering dark, it was clear to see him swell a little with pride. "I mean, Crownsguard is, like, the ultimate, you know, hashtag-goals, but if anything, I know i can at least get into the Kingsglaive....probably...so that would still count, right?"

"Either would be amazing!!!!!!!!!!" she bubbled because, well, Nina had read (and was invested in) far too many romances about Matilda Knights.

They were all so dashing and polite and manly.

"You can totally do it," she said encouragingly. "Is there, like, a test you have to take???? Are you training for it while you're here????"

It would be amazing, and that thought managed to keep Prompto from wincing slightly at the particular pitch of Nina's bubbling. He was a pretty bubbly guy himself, sure, but Nina could probably make him feel as deadpan and buzzkill as Gladio if you got her amped up enough.

It was super cute, though.

"To get into the Glaive, yeah," he said, "but I think the Crownsguard's pretty much up to Noct." He hoped it would be that easy, anyway, but he wasn't about to take anything for granted. "But I'm doing what I can here, keeping in shape, improving my mind with...some of my classes." There was a slight roll of his eyes. Sure, kicking charts and listening to Elton John was fun, but he didn't see exactly how that was going to help him with...anything, really. "I should probably get back to working on my shooting now that I'm a little more settled, too. I've probably got..." He sucked in a breath, and let it back out with his words, "a lot of work to do still."

RIP Gladio if Nina ever met him. RIP. Though he was totally, totally dreamy.

Nina would adore him.

"Vette and I could help you," Nina offered, reaching over to try and pat his arm. "Like, Vette's got blasters???? Which I bet are closer to whatever shooting you need to learn than anything I might know????? And I'm not bad in a fight at all!!!!!"

That was Nina being modest. Nina was a beast in a fight.

Prompto was trying to picture it, honestly, he was, but all he could imagine was Nina pretty much just wearing her opponent down with cuteness and verve.

He know he'd be doomed within a second.

"Yeah?" he asked, chuckling as he grinned at her. "What kind of fighting do you do?"

"I," she said, with grave dignity, "beat things with my bookbelt!!!!"

And once she had enough money to upgrade it, that bookbelt was going to get even more terrifying.

"Or, like, zap them with magic!!!!!" It was, uh, rather too dark for the runes on her palms to really show though.

"Magic, huh?" Prompto grinned a little. "I'll probably get to use some of that one day, but I"m so not there yet. What's a bookbelt, though?"

"But magic is, like, easy!!!!!"

For her. Not so for many, many other people.

"And my bookbelt is what I carry books around in," she said, which... well... was maybe a bit obvious? "It's a belt meant to be tied around books!!!!"

"I think," said Prompto, "maybe magic might be a little different in your world than it is in mine. Unless you're actually a princess and you're not telling me."

The grin he tilted at her then seemed to suggest that he wouldn't be too surprised if that was the case, but it didn't linger too long with that other part hanging there as well.

"But right now," he said, "you're pretty much telling me you beat people with books? Am I getting that right? Books on a belt?"

"Oh, I used to wish I was a princess," Nina admitted. "Especially in the summers, when everyone else went home!!!!!"

And she... she hadn't.

Anyway.

"But yes!!! Mostly romance novels!!!!!"

Because Nina loved her trashy books and it was great to beat enemies with them and then go read later.

"So..." Prompto just needed a second to make sure he got this right, "you fight by belting on your enemies with a bunch of romance novels belted together?"

She was an absolute terror on a battlefield!

"Yes!!!!!!"

And also hilarious.

"Ohmygod," said Prompto, whose face split into the brightest grin ever, "you have to teach me some moves."

It sounded absolutely ridiculous and amazing, and this coming from the boy kicking charts yesterday.

The Roof; Friday Evening [09/21].

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