#FFF59D, posted during Event 21

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i. Post-er Boy for Fearlessness

[Unlike others, Prompto's as cheery and invested as ever, so it's hard even for him to pin down anything that might be wrong.

But something definitely is. Forum user #FFF59D, one of the yellowest of yellows, makes a post that seems perfectly reasonable to him.]

so you guys remember that near death quest that everyone was 100% sure was a bad idea??

i'm open for it, on a couple conditions.

i. whatever you do doesn't actually HURT me, i'm not here to get laid up in bed for weeks or even hours! who has time for that??? you can try to scare me or whatever or push me off a roof but if i get more than a bruise we're not friends anymore. (╬ Ò ‸ Ó)

ii. you're gonna owe me a favor, since that's only fair, right?? there aren't that many yellows in town and you can't do the quest w/o a yellow. you can go hunting with me in the woods or smth but if that isn't your speed, we can negotiate!

it doesn't have to be paid right away anyway, doesn't look like any of us are going anywhere anytime soon. u know it's been almost a year since i got here? and some ppl have been here even longer! wild, right?

anyway if you wanna do it, you can contact me here or just come find me. this is prompto argentum if u don't know my hex code. i'm the blond guy always dressed in black with the chocobo/chicken hair, i'll b around.

cya! (・∧‐)ゞ

ii. Man of (Open) Action

[SO THAT POST WAS A TERRIBLE IDEA, but you know who doesn't seem to think so? Prompto. He's not worried about anything at all, it seems, not even the danger he's putting himself in all on his own just hanging out up on the roofs of Bluo.

He appears to be taking pictures of the structural damage from the dragon attacks with a bird's-eye view, maybe to aid in repairs. April showers and all that, and Bluo's an easy district to flood or worse in a heavy rain. Never mind that it's already rainy this week and the wet roofs aren't doing his physical safety any favors.

Prompto's usually less reckless than this. What on Eos is going on with him?]

iii. Wild(card) Thing, You Make My Heart Sing

[Something else? Set me up! Or hit me on Plurk at asherdashery to discuss details first.]

Comments

[lacrimose]

ever wanted to try skydiving?

except without a parachute

[photoshooter]

........ya actually kinda????

[lacrimose]

ok

then how about i drop you from really high up and catch you before you hit the ground

[photoshooter]

holy crap, that sounds wild!!! let's do it!!!!! man people have such crazy powers here lololol.

[lacrimose]

heh yea

where and when do you wanna do it

[photoshooter]

i wouldn't want to freak anybody out if i scream and almost fall on them, so maybe somewhere over the trees in flavo. the harbor's too open and the other districts are more, like, housey. less unpopulated space, u know?

[lacrimose]

good point. and the trees might break your fall if i miss

thats a joke btw

see you in an hour?

[photoshooter]

lmao works for me! u can pick me up by that ice lake i guess.

LOLLLLL you'll literally pick me up. remember, blond guy wearing black! don't accidentally swoop off w/ and drop someone else!!!

text -> action!

[lacrimose]

[Akira doesn't exactly swoop off with anyone, because he doesn't want to sneak up on poor Prompto and scare him to death before he's even had a chance to realise he's going for a trip in the air.

He does, however, land nearby at the agreed meeting spot, not transformed aside from the leathery bat wings sprouting from his back. He's coming around to the idea of showing off his powers here, but he still thinks his demon form would freak out most people here. So for now, wings only.]

Hey. You're Prompto, right? The quest guy?

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[The blond guy with black clothes and hair styled up like a rooster's tail turns and watches Akira's landing without fear before pointing a thumb at his chest.]

The one and only! And you're...

[Silence. Then he laughs.]

Whoops, that one's on me! Totally didn't even ask for your name. So to whom do I have the pleasure?

[lacrimose]

[Akira cracks a smile. In person, Prompto seems a lot more easygoing than he was on the network.]

Akira Fudo. [Not to be confused with the other Akira!] Do you trust total strangers with your life often?

[photoshooter]

[He's a happy-go-lucky jokester! Or at least he chuckles like one.]

Not often. Usually at least they gotta take me out to dinner first. Buuuuut that's probably not a great idea in this case, huh? Especially if you're gonna physically catch me in your arms at the end.

[lacrimose]

Yeah, no way am I dealing with you throwing that dinner right back up onto me.

[He grins, showing teeth a little too sharp to be fully human, and spreads his wings.]

Think you're ready to go?

[photoshooter]

Think so! Not like I have any prep to do. Are you ready to go?

[Prompto bounces on his feet, unconcerned as anything.]

[lacrimose]

Yeah. Hang on tight.

[Even though Prompto is a grown man, Akira is able to pick him up effortlessly, and with a couple of beats from his powerful wings, they're already airborne. He ascends quickly, not going slow in case Prompto begins to panic and change his mind.

At least there's a pretty view of the town the higher they go.]

I'm dropping you on the count of three.

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Wait wait wait wait wait!

[Squirming around--is he freaking out?--Prompto puts both his hands out and. Uh.

Summons a camera, way high up there above Chroma.]

Hold steady a sec, okay?

[Snap, snap, snap. A digital camera, it still synthesizes the tell-tale sound of a shutter as he captures that sick aerial view.]

Oh, man, this is so sweet! Vyv would never believe these shots! --Oh! Oh man. Okay.

[He doesn't banish his camera whence it came. Instead, Prompto brings it in close to his chest, clutching it with white fingers and grinning breathlessly.]

Ready when you are!

[lacrimose]

What--?

[Did he have that camera the whole time, or did Akira really just see it appear out of thin air? Akira does his best to hold Prompto steady so he can get some decent shots, and he's almost surprised when Prompto doesn't ask him for an aerial selfie.

While he does, Akira hovers in place, judging the height. They're now high enough that Prompto is at serious risk of death, but also high enough to give Akira enough window to catch him in the nick of time.]

Okay. Three, two--

[--Aaaand he lets go a count early, just to make it seem like a slip of the hand. Maybe the quest is strict and Prompto will need to be genuinely afraid for his life, so Akira has to act like his grip slipped and he isn't ready to catch him.

Sorry, Prompto.]

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Wh--

[Prompto's stomach leaps into his mouth as he plummets, eyes comically wide, air roaring past his ears. This, now, is the moment he should panic. He should be terrified. He's going to die.]

...aaaAAAAAHHHAHAHAAAA!

[He does scream, but it's with exhilaration, and despite the distance between him and the ground shrieking by, the sheer speed of the wind against his face, Prompto wrestles his camera up to his eye and takes another (admittedly blurred) shot of the trees rising up to meet him.

Even though every part of Prompto knows he's about to be dead little pieces all over the ground, he can't even be scared.]

[lacrimose]

[Any guilt Akira feels at just dropping Prompto like that goes out the window when he realises Prompto is still taking photos. Perhaps he's crazy, plain fearless, or someone seriously dedicated to his hobby...?

Whatever the case, Akira can't watch for long. He dives down after him, tucking his wings to his back to allow him to fall faster. Once he catches up he grabs Prompto around the torso, spreading his wings to slow the descent and angling down towards the trees to land safely.]

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Hhoof.

[The sudden catch around his middle knocks the air out of him, so Prompto just dangles there breathlessly for a few moments until they touch down. Eventually, he stirs again, just enough to triumphantly punch up one fist.]

Wh...whooo...! We did it! H, haha.

[His hair no longer looks like a bird, but a bird's nest, but at least he's smiling.]

[lacrimose]

Yeah... We did.

[Akira smiles wanly and sets Prompto down, patting Prompto's head as if trying to fix his hair a little. ...He just ends up making it even wilder, so he quickly gives up.]

Did you get any good photos?

[photoshooter]

[Prompto's legs have attained approximately the consistency of dissolving Jell-O, so he lets them fold underneath him and flops amiably onto his face in the dirt. No hard feelings, leggos.]

Uhhh, heheh, maybe? Here, you can take a look.

[With all due care, Prompto wiggles his camera out from underneath his body, where he'd been curled protectively around it, and gives it an inviting little pat.]

Iiiiiii'm just gonna stay here a sec and, like. Chill. ...Man, what a rush, right? I-I don't think I can move.

[lacrimose]

[The flopping in the dirt is a little concerning, but he otherwise seems fine. So while Prompto recovers, Akira crouches down and takes the camera from him, sitting next to him and flipping through the photos. Some are unsurprisingly a blurry, incoherent mess, but others have come out surprisingly well.]

You remind me of my friend Ryo. Back home he had a camera he took everywhere. He'd film stuff, no matter how crazy the situation got.

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[As floppily as is humanly possible, he rolls onto his back, arms spread wide on the ground, and lets out a giddy little giggle.]

Like, video? Man, it's hard enough snapping selfies on a regular camera with what we do. I can't imagine keeping my hold steady enough fighting daemons to get anything but terrifying blurs.

[lacrimose]

[Akira stiffens and lowers the camera, turning to look at Prompto.]

You fight demons?

[He's trying to keep his tone casual, but his emotions are an open book. What if Prompto figures out what he is? This was why he'd been so careful in hiding his powers all this time, and yet the second he lowers his guard to help someone...]