005 | Video

[clickclickbang]

Name: Prompto Argentum
Date: 2/8
Format: video

[In the background of this video, there's the (relatively) hushed sounds of a certain Sun King's voice, trying to get someone to stop and rest, as she should. He's being met with growls of "I'm busy!" along with some pots and pans clanging and chopping as she’s clearly trying to make Something. It might be a stew? There's still the remains of a varied breakfast and food packages that were just set on the table. Pointing this out does not appear to be much of a deterrent.

While all that’s going on, Prompto just sort of. Gives the camera a Look.]

So, I was going to let everyone know that hey, I'm back, Insomniac Delivery is back up and running, please do not try to eat my chocobo, photos will be back soonish, et cetera et cetera, but Caren dropped some interesting information at breakfast this morning and that takes priority. So.

[Pause for effect. An effect that is likely somewhat spoiled as more extreme measures of putting things on higher shelves is met with highly vocal protests decrying it as an unfair move.]

Apparently Dorchacht used to be a monster city.

[Yet another pause for further effect. And also a drink of coffee because boy, does Prompto need the (sugary, creamy, mostly everything but coffee) caffeine this morning.]

So, according to Caren's...contact? Before Drummond or whoever came around, witches lived in a separate part of the city because they were considered the dangerous ones. They said they treated the witches fairly and I'm pretty sure it'd be hard to treat people worse than how Dorch was when we got there, but, uh, maybe take that part with a grain of salt?

[And of course, in the midst of Prompto trying to explain, he’s interrupted by the menace in the background.]

This also could have been centuries ago so- no, I don't want tea. I don't feel like being drugged today, thank you!

That's not what-- [He lets it go. It's not that important right now. He plucks a ladle away from Caren.] It sounds as though they avoided the consequences of full moons without Bonds, but still engaging with one another.

[Prompto is just gonna ignore all that going on in the background. This is important. And also Ozy can handle Caren better than he can, let’s be real.]

They also told Caren about where Monsters and Witches came from, according to Dorchacht's lore, and what the Cwyld is...sort of. At least why it's a thing.

It's different from what they tell us here. According to their story, the Sisters freed the monsters from the True Fae and...Ozymandias! Don't put my knives there!

[And there she goes, back into the background. Specifically, onto the counter to save her knives. Her efforts are near-immediately spoiled as Ozymandias loops an arm around her middle and tosses her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.]

You're only going to confuse everyone worrying about something like that right now. If you’re not going to rest, at least focus. [He brings Caren back into view, setting her down, but keeping a firm arm wrapped around her. It would probably be a very nice hug under other circumstances.] What Caren was trying to say is that the True Fae then angered the Sisters by teaching humans magic. Thus, they created the Cwyld as punishment for their insolence.

Prompto, I trust you can manage from here. I'm going to remove the temptation to continue trying to cook.

[He barely waits for an answer before opting this time to at least princess carry Caren.

Prompto, meanwhile, stares in utter bafflement as they go off because that sure is a Witch princess carrying a freaking Chimera. Just for a moment, though, before he turns back to the watch.]

Yeah, what Ozy said. Anyway, uh. That was a lot, but there were other things Caren’s contact mentioned, but this is already pretty nuts so...any questions?

[[Prompto, Ozymandias, Caren. All three are available for questions!]]

Comments

[showsnopiety]

Certainly. I could see about asking one of the others of the Council of Three, or the citizens I know there. I'm not sure how my contacts are here.

[It's difficult to be sure. She's been here for awhile but...she huffs. THIS AGAIN.]

I wasn't planning on drinking it for the caffeine. It's routine.

[sealeted]

Well, it's a routine that might steer you towards collapse, if you aren't careful.

[She pauses.]

Just imagine what those men might do to your poor, defenseless kitchen if you passed out.

[clickclickbang]

I live here, it's also my kitchen!!

[Rude.]

[showsnopiety]

Yes, but do you cook in this kitchen?

[If he did he would have had to contend with Caren, or she was busy sewing something or at the festival and thus not home.]

[clickclickbang]

I could.

[showsnopiety]

What? Scrambled eggs and sandwiches?

[What shade!!! Sorry Prompto you don't deserve this.]

[clickclickbang]

Wow, rude! I lived by myself for, like, ten years thank you! I can totally cook. Not like you or Iggy, but I can totally cook.

[Prompto you are twenty, please think about what that implies.]

[showsnopiety]

Ten years?

[Well. That took her aback.

Then she huffed.]

Well. You're not going to be lonely anymore. Still doesn't mean I trust you completely in the kitchen yet.

[clickclickbang]

...uh, just pretend I didn't say that part. But come on, even Iggy trusted me!

[showsnopiety]

...so you don't want me to hug you and pet your hair later?

[She's semi serious.]

If I trust you, will I get my knives back?

[sealeted]

How many people live there, total?

[clickclickbang]

Just me, Caren, and Noct. Noct's still asleep, though.

[Despite all this racket.]

[sealeted]

Then you can probably only rearrange 33% of the kitchen without input, I figure.

[clickclickbang]

Sixty-six, Noct's on my side.

[He's speaking for Noct, sure, but he's his best friend and Prompto knows he'd be all for this. So.]

[sealeted]

That sounds like something you ought to have in writing. You know, for legitimacy purposes.

[Hakuno, you've lived most of your life out of a classroom you shared with an outright tyrant, why are you talking like you have experience.]

[clickclickbang]

Noct's a king. Pretty sure you can't get more legit than that, even if this isn't Insomnia.

[sealeted]

I meant on your end. It's plenty easy to borrow somebody's name, you know.

[She pauses.]

Also, sometimes kings have to get opposed, for the sake of others around them. ...you really came from a place called Insomnia?

[showsnopiety]

It's fine Hakuno. It's sweet of you to worry, but you should look after yourself.

[She's trying to be nice here.]

Though if Noctis tried to throw out all of the vegetables, I would clearly have to discipline him.

[sealeted]

I will if you will.

[Care to make a deal of it, Caren?]

That sounds like such a waste. Wouldn't they be a little harder to get fresh, in winter?

[showsnopiety]

[UGH. Don't u dare.]

I've gone through my transformation, you need to stay alert.

But...yes and no. Fauns have the ability to grow green things, even in winter, and I do have jars and cans of it. However...

He doesn't like vegetables in his food.

[sealeted]

I'm doing okay, so far. My back has been aching a lot so... you know. That's probably going to happen soon.

[Wings...

Hakuno still isn't sure how to feel about that part.]

Well, it sounds like you have a way to motivate him into eating them. Say, one bowl for one nap?

[showsnopiety]

Ah, yes. That. Stock up on pain potions if you can.

[She growls.

It sounds like a big cat because it is.]

He still won't do it, I'm sure.

[sealeted]

Pain potions... Um, are there shops that are better for that? Like the food stalls?

...Well, try him. If you're friends, I think he can choke down at least that much, for your health.

[Especially if it's such a concern they're redecorating.]

[showsnopiety]

There are some places that sell them, but more permanent then the stalls. They deal with alchemy- and if you check the library and other places, you may be able to learn how to make it yourself.

Monsters can learn alchemy.

...I'd rather not bother him.

[She's stubborn.]

[sealeted]

I might try that myself, then. It's certainly something I never had the time to study up on before, but I had a friend who was good at it.

[And speaking of such—

Gently, she continues.]

He seems really, really bothered right now. You'd probably be killing two birds with one stone, at this point.