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[chocobosnap]

Who: Prompto Argentum and OPEN
Where: Genessia/Attleton
What: A very early run. Or is it late night? Hard to say.
When: November 25th
Warnings: Probably not. Will update if necessary. Nevermind this got dark. Warnings for Episode Prompto and Chapter 13 of FFXV.

The thing Prompto appreciated most was the safety in the night. Certainly, it wasn't perfect, but there were no daemons around, so when he awoke at some godawful hour, he decided that if he was going to run when he did finally get up anyway, at some other insane hour just later in the morning, he may as well cut out the trying to sleep, tossing and turning and shifting around uncomfortably until the sun was starting to peek over the horizon. 

Why bother waiting? It was quite possible that if he expended some more energy he would be able to get some more sleep when he came back. That seemed relatively logical, so he got out of bed, pulled on his clothes. It was kind of cold out and he found himself wondering what had happened to his winter clothes. 

He hesitates, shifts his weight and reaches into the armiger. He was in luck, at least, a very small favour that it was there, but he wasn't going to worry about it. It still smelled of gunpowder which made him wrinkle his nose as he zipped it up. It definitely needed to be washed, but that could wait until his run was over. 

Prompto made his way outside, stretched a few times and started to run, towards Attleton. He'd probably run through Genessia, Attleton and come back, hopefully a good long run to clear his mind.

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[bright_imperius]

Working the night shift at the library had its advantages, Takumi thought. It allowed him to monitor the community when it was its most active during the day, and let him plan to be involved in whatever necessary communal events in towns and cities without worries to his work schedule. His sleep was another matter, but. What little he got was still restful - he'd convinced himself he was relatively safe, here.

In addition, he liked walking from work and back in the late afternoon and in the early hours of the morning. The city was near-silent and still, in the ways that only tombs really could be. As if he could find secrets here, written on the walls, in the same way. The people who moved around at night were loud and brilliant in emotion, or silent and furtive like ghosts.

Or. Apparently, running, as if haunted by them.

Takumi had a few minutes to make his decision - in the unoccupied streets, one could see the other man running from quite a ways off. He was carrying several books - he opened one, like he was lost in reading. Bit his lip. Brow furrowed. Thumbed between pages with one hand, absently, a little clumsy.

Just like, a little clumsy, he could then weave in front of the jogging man, bumping into him, "quite accidentally."

"Oh?! Oh! I'm so - I'm sorry!"

Sorry this was the only way he could think of to get this stranger to stop and talk to him, anyway.

[chocobosnap]

Running was cathartic, and it was easy to let his mind wander and clear as he breathed in the night air. He was used to the route by then and if he ran into trouble he'd be fine, naturally. This wasn't Lucis.

Prompto was not expecting to encounter anyone since most people would be asleep at that time of night but not only did he meet someone, he ran into him.

"Oh god I'm sorry!" He said, alarmed as his mind snapped back to what he was doing. It did kill his pace immediately, and he crouched down to help collected books.

[bright_imperius]

"Oh, no, it was my fault," Takumi replied, which was honest enough, "I should've been more careful."

He also bent down, picking up books, looking out of the corner of his eye at the stranger.

Laughing a bit nervously, like he was embarrassed, Takumi said, "This'll teach me to not get caught up in my own head, I guess?"

[chocobosnap]

He laughed at that and shook his head. "Don't worry about it. I do that, um, all the time."

Prompto stood up again and held out the small stack of books in his hands. "Doesn't hurt to think s-sometimes right?"

He offered a pleasant, calming smile.

[bright_imperius]

Now that he had a good look at the stranger, he remembered him from the very brief post made on the datapad. Someone who used strange blasters - guns, right. Guns, to fight the monsters during that holiday.

He doubted someone who was used to battle really lost their sense of surroundings so often, which is why he said sheepishly, "I should know better, really."

"Thanks," Takumi said, taking the books from Prompto, and then does that nervous laugh again.

"It's not like I really know how dangerous this place is or isn't, not really. I could have run into someone ..." and winces, "a lot less understanding."

[chocobosnap]

"Really, don't worry about it." Something about the other man's demeanor had him relaxing enough that he wasn't terribly nervous for a change. "It happens."

Prompto wasn't going to lose sight of his surroundings, no, but that was mostly because he was on edge in the first place.

"I don't think it's that dangerous, at least, I haven't heard that."

[bright_imperius]

Takumi allowed his shoulders to relax a little, as in relief. He repeated himself, "Thanks."

He'd reached that conclusion on his own, and also concluded most people were - on the surface, anyway - mostly friendly and nonviolent. If Prompto had realized that, then he must be tense and nervous for other reasons. While he seemed to be relaxing, some of that remained in his frame.

Shifting the books in his arms, he said, "Yeah, that's what everyone's told me so far. Well, except for Everglade, I guess."

"Which is pretty strange?" He grimaced and continues, "Since a wrong turn back home could lead to a mugging, at best."

[chocobosnap]

It wasn't the stranger's fault he was so tense, mainly in his shoulders, but that was what the running was for.

"I guess, but I haven't gone that way. I'm still working on exploring the area." He offered a quirky little smile.

"Where I grew up, it was pretty safe, but lately there are daemons around. They're strong monsters that come out at night. S-So I get it. It's kind of different here."

[bright_imperius]

Yes, what was the man running from? Even people here who took morning jogs - and he'd seen both 'locals' and 'visitors' like him do so, in this city - tended to wait closer to dawn. Most sane people were asleep.

(Hence, really, why Takumi was awake, he supposed.)

Point was, it was not a literal threat which brought Prompto out here.

"So am I," Takumi admitted. "But I've been distracted by the datapad, and work. And the books at work. It's weird - they've got all of this tech here, but still these ancient books?"

He scratched the back of his head. "Only at night? Has to save on electric bill. Unless electric fences wouldn't be enough to keep them out."

[chocobosnap]

He'd probably even seen Prompto doing it much closer to dawn, honestly, normally he waited, but he seemed to think that this night he needed to get out of the house, as some people do.

"I haven't really explored the library either, so I'm not too sure about that. Ancient books sound sort of interesting though." He smiled warmly.

"Y-yeah, but they don't need that much. Outside of Insomnia people just have floodlights."

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[eeeksorcist]

[Early to bed and early to rise. Though woefully too early thanks to her past Exorcist training and the weeks at Winter's boot camp.

Instead of wasting her time trying to sleep in, Eleanor decided to go for a walk of her own. With nothing of importance on her person, except for her spear and a small basket, she makes her way down to the Genessia Park. Once there, she occupies a empty bench by the pond, taking out pieces of fabric from the basket and proceeds to sew them together. The sun had risen just high enough that she can see.

And that's when she noticed someone running, momentarily distracted on why he was running. It was enough of a distraction that Eleanor ends up pricking herself with her own sewing needle.]

"Ow! Darn it..."

Action;

[chocobosnap]

[Genessia park happened to be a good place to get a lap in on a path during his route, so Prompto was doing that, not really thinking about a whole lot because that was the entire point of this exercise. He'd been running for a little bit, and he caught her words, causing him to stop a moment, and speak, a little breathless.]

H-Hey. You okay?

[He paces back and forth a little bit, because his body still wants to move]

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[eeeksorcist]

[She flicks her pricked finger back and forth before kissing it better. It's embarrassing that such a small slip up interrupted something.]

I'm fine. Sorry to interrupt your run. I just... I don't usually see people here at this hour.

[chocobosnap]

It's okay! [He smiles.] Yeah, I was just getting some exercise in. I couldn't sleep.

Happens, right?

[eeeksorcist]

[She smiles back. It's good to meet more friendly faces.]

Yes, I suppose so. For me, it's the same old "early to bed, early to rise." A little too early, if you ask me...

[She holds her hand out to him.]

I'm Eleanor.

[chocobosnap]

[He chuckles lightly, yeah a little early, definitely.]

Oh! [He looks a little surprised but shakes her hand. His are covered in fingerless gloves, his wrists decked out with a thick leather bracelet above the cuff of the glove.]

Prompto Argentum. [He grins.] N-Nice to meet you.

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[youfool]

[Guess who else was out and about that Friday? Another idiot blonde on his day off!

Ted probably shouldn't be out for a walk. Or physically exerting himself whatsoever, given how much more of that lay in store for the other six days of the week. Still, he's a creature of habit, and nothing's more habitual than wandering aimlessly with no idea of where he's going.

He's due for a collision any second now.]

[Action]

[chocobosnap]

[One chocobo-obsessed young man incoming! No actual collision, of course, but he has to break his gait, stumble slightly and scoot to the side in a rather comical fashion.

That's what he gets for letting his mind wander while running.]

I'm sorry!

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[youfool]

Oh!

[Trance broken, Ted clumsily totters out of the way. Nice reflexes; Ted can see where he gets the name. Not that he's above making name-based jokes, like this chestnut.]

"Apolgoies; I'm Ted! Well Mr. Sorry, you look an awful lot like another I've seen. Do you have a twin?"

[Action]

[chocobosnap]

[He probably wouldn't complain about the jokes, he thinks his name is rather appropriate these days.]

Uhh, nope! [...well that's a bit of a complicated question, technically he has many, but none that would be recognizable.] It's Prompto Argentum.

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[youfool]

"Oh! Well, that explains it then."

[He offers a hand for a shake, one blonde to another.]

"'Prompto Argentum'...hah, what a lovely name! 'Quicksilver'! That's very fine. Are you very agile, Prompto? Suppose that's a useful trait to have as a photographer."

[chocobosnap]

[He laughs softly, and shakes the other young man's hand.]

I h-happen to be, by chance. [He grins.]

Well, photography doesn't really need agility, but being a good shot in combat does.

[youfool]

Ahaha, I don't know. With a name like that it sounds like you were practically fated for it.

Aha, oh dear, have you had to put your peacemaking skills to work here? Still, I'd think being quick on the draw would be useful for either occupation. Or are you more interested in, ah, controlled shots, like landscapes and things?

[chocobosnap]

[He shakes his head.]

A bounty, n-nothing more. [He laughs.] All kinds of shots. I even take photos while I'm fighting sometimes.

[youfool]

[His eyes widen, clearly impressed!]

Oh, well, thank you very much then! Glad to see another cleaning up those messes. And combat photography? Goodness, you must be fast to multitask like that!

[That or incredibly irresponsible]

Do you have any I could see? Photos I mean.