Prompto Argentum (
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aefenglom2020-02-08 09:56 pm
Entry tags:
005 | Video
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!]]
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!]]

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...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.]
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Monsters can learn alchemy.
...I'd rather not bother him.
[She's stubborn.]
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[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.
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[She sighs.]
That's not Noctis, that's Prompto. He's a good man.
But I also seem to have a special talent for bothering him.
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[It might even go well, until he finds out about the AUO connection.]
Good people don't have much of a tolerance for the people they care about suffering, in my experience, so that makes sense.
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[Caren was about to say something, but she paused. There was a queer expression, but it vanished under a neutral expression. Suffering...huh.]
It doesn't help that he's always a little anxious. Not in a bad way just-usually the kind that comes from being high energy, if that makes sense.
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A lot of energy and no workable outlet is a rough combination.
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[She's ignoring the first part. Ignoring!]
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[She sees you Caren! She sees you and your avoidant ways.
But she'll let it slide.
For now.]
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He didn't mention it, but he's also setting up a photography studio somewhere in the house. He managed to get one working again and...it is his passion.
I'm sure he'd love it if you became one of his patrons in either one, but especially the photography.
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[It's hard to get a feel for what exactly the technology level is, but she thinks they must roughly be around the time for those big tripod affairs to start showing up.]
Is he a landscape or portrait kind of guy?
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[Though that...good question.]
I'm not sure. You could ask him though. He'd love to share.
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[It's not as though she's seen many genuine ones in the past, rather than screenshots. She's just wondering just what he might use in the way of colors.]
You know what else I bet he'd love?
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[She's still new to the world of photography tbh.]
And what's that?
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[You walked right into this, Caren.]
For you to at least take a nap so he doesn't have to rearrange your kitchen.
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[Grimace. SHE KNEW IT!!!!]
He may do it anyway so I'll take a longer nap.
[Grumble pout.]
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[HAKUNO, NO.]
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[And there's that growl in the voice again.]
And discussing tribute.
[In NAPS of ALL THINGS.]
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[What a sweet summer child.]
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[The sass on this one!]
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[She IS the type, but she's not about to just say that.]
Still, it sounds like a good card to have on hand...
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