005 | Video

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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

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[weiward]

[have another newbie, and much of this story goes over his head. but some of it also sounds plausible, it not outright familiar.]

So everyone got into a fight over power or something and horrible things ended up being unleashed as a result? I guess only the scenery has changed.

video

[showsnopiety]

More like people decided to get along and they were punished for it.

But close enough.

video

[weiward]

There's people who hate that too, especially when it doesn't suit their own this or that view of the world.

[showsnopiety]

That's true, far too true. It's awful how close minded people can be.

[weiward]

But not as much here, right? Those of us who came through the mirror must be a little more open.

[showsnopiety]

We tend to be more open by default. After all, we didn't choose to be here, and we're trying to make the best of what we have.

why did i switch to text, we don't even know

[weiward]

[he sighs in relief at the confirmation.]

That's good. I think I would suffocate otherwise. [he only had a taste of the heavy judgment against him before arriving here....and that was enough.] Your name was...Caren?

reflex? Might be reflex

[showsnopiety]

If people were stuffy, I'd have to make trouble just to clear the air.

[It's fine, he can judge them back. Or prank them.]

But yes, it's Caren. What's your name?

has to be!

[weiward]

[the absolute music to his ears~ he grins widely at that.]

Wei Wuxian. If you ever need help clearing the air, you can always count on me.

[troublemakers, unite!]

[showsnopiety]

[His love isn't going to be happy. Ah well.]

I'll be sure to call you then, and soon. What do you prefer to be called, by the way?

[Other then trouble.]

[weiward]

[lan zhan knew what he was getting himself into.]

Wei Wuxian. [he smiles, then considers what he just told prompto.] or Wei Ying, whichever is easiest.

[showsnopiety]

[Trouble is what he got into. Much like Caren's friends.]

Wei Wuxian then. Though- forgive me, I'm curious. Are the differences due to titles or different family names?

Re: video

[clickclickbang]

[A long pause as Prompto just sorta stares because.

Well.]

That's. Not. Wrong?

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[weiward]

[see? no need to worry, he's got this.]

If the True Fae are the ones who were in that dream, then the Sisters were probably right to free the monsters. But if the Sisters created this Cwyld, they were wrong too.

[clickclickbang]

But who was wrong first, is my question. And why drag the locals into it? And why drag us into it, years later?

[weiward]

I wonder if we'll ever know. People are quick to point fingers. Who would you even trust?

[clickclickbang]

At this point?

[A small sigh.]

I don't even know. Other Mirrorbound, definitely, but...the entire reason this is news is because Dorchacht burned or got rid of everything from before Drummond. So I trust us, but how can we trust that we're getting all the info?

[weiward]

I trust us too.

[he smiles a little. that feels right. they're not tied by sects or blood, but the situation is a bond all it's own. and there's someone he trusts above all else, which conveniently leads him to the part about information.]

I'm sure Lan Zhan will have every book that's ever been written here read in a week. Even if everything burned, there's surely some clues to be found somewhere. Until then, the rest of us should go get a drink and let him handle it.

[clickclickbang]

Who?

[weiward]

My bonded. A witch, wears white robes like he's always in mourning. Having too much fun is against everything he stands for, so maybe that's why he seems happier here.

[or it might have something to do with wei wuxian not being dead here. unless lan wangji kills him himself.]

[clickclickbang]

Mourning...?

[White's a mourning color? Alright then.]

Either way, I don't think one guy can solve everything here.

[weiward]

Well, he does have an older brother.

impromptu video;

[taciturnly]

( NO THAT'S NOT WHY YOU FOOL. as someone already mentioned, lan wangji's broken up with most of what his clan told him to stand for, when it let you down a cliff.

count your blessings that he doesn't have the emotional strength to even think about strangling you anymore. he definitely does have to strength to stare, however. right into your soul. ) Wei Ying.

( stop fooling around. a sigh, deep, and an apologetic nod meant for the young blond man. ) I am Lan Zhan.

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Oh!

[...wow opposites attract?]

Prompto, nice to meet you, sorry I didn't mention that before.

[weiward]

Lan Zhan! I was just talking about you!

[and he dares to have this face and everything.]