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aefenglom2020-02-08 09:56 pm
clickclickbang) wrote in aefenglom2020-02-08 09:56 pm
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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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And yet, you love riling me so. Should I tell Giorno we should pout at you instead?
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[Oh, but she laughed. That is a good sign!]
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Ah, just like a teenager...perhaps I should offer to rest on your lap as an apology.
[This gremlin is your friend right]
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My voice did no such thing! I will not tolerate this slander, Caren.
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If it helps, it was quite charming. I could play it back to you.
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As my right as house owner, I'm getting my knives back.
[She's going for it, from her footsteps.]
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[He doesn't even sound mad or even disappointed. His voice is neutral enough. Like he's simply giving her a reminder to complete some menial task. Except... It's not exactly sadness that hints at the edges, but instead resignation to it, too. Ozymandias isn't resigned to his words falling on deaf ears -- although he knows to what extent they absolutely are -- but that he is going to have to keep at this. That he is going to be asking her, commanding and demanding her to please just rest until he's blue in the face.]
[He's confident that in this battle of wills, he will certainly outlast her. He just wished it did not need to be this way.]
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[Dangit. She stops and sighs, staring at nothing for a few moments. Then, quietly...]
I apologize. That was crass of me.
Would you do me a favor, and lie with me for awhile? You can bring a book or whatever you'd like.
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I'm sorry. For being selfish.
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Besides, you have spent so much time looking after my well-being with all of the food you've made me. If it helps, you may consider this a repayment.
[But it really is not. Ozymandias does not think of their relationship as being quite so transactional. He sighs a little.]
But Caren, just so you are aware... I will be with Daenerys for a few days starting tonight. [Outside the wall.] I shall return after the effects of the full moon have passed, but in the meantime, there will be people coming in and out of my house to check on my sphinxes.
[Please don't come for his catsitters??]
I will have my Watch with me at all times though, so in that way, I will always be within reach.
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[She isn't helping the dating misunderstanding at all.
She goes still for a few moments; there's a flicker of something- anxiety? On her face, before it goes back to neutral.]
Of course. Please send the Lady my regards. And thank you for the warning. I am lacking in some of my natural weapons, but I may have done them great harm still.
[She doesn't want him to go. But she's not a child, and she shouldn't bother him more then she has.]
I hope you enjoy yourself. And stay safe.
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[While it's true that if Caren were to protest him leaving, he would remain unmoved in his decision. Ozymandias has a duty to his Bonded and he promised her that he would be there for the full moons. But he would not think ill of Caren for trying to make him stay. Not right now.]
[But she is trying hard to deny those feelings of anxiety. Whether to pretend they do not exist at all or that they are not quite so powerful, he couldn't say, but she acknowledges them and quickly takes them back the same breath.]
[He lets it go.]
Go get settled. I will be in shortly to lie with you.
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And too, she knows how having a bonded can make all the difference when it comes to the transformations.
She'll just hide her shaking.]
Will do.
[And She shuts off her feed. She'll be in a nightgown, her hair will be brushed, but settled? Well...more then she has in days.]