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lessons in the art of the selfie - closed
Who: Angel (r3f4c70r3d) & Prompto Argentum (
punshots)
What: Sightseeing and selfie taking downtown
When: Backdated to early August Where: the bustling streets of the capital
[ Angel has spent the majority of her time since arriving in the capital not actually in it at all. Thesa had everything she needed, in terms of food and shelter, she was more familiar with its level of technology, and nice as the thought was, she didn't especially need her own space, the boarding rooms on the station suited her just fine. Besides, it was taxing to going back and forth to check up on things every other day so she would just spend several up there at a time.
Ironically freedom had lead her to never getting out.
She at least has some self awareness though, so in an effort to combat herself, after checking the cryopods that morning she texts the most outgoing person she has met thus far. ]
Good morning! Apologies, this is a bit out of the blue, but are you free today?
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Wow. I've never seen one of those in such good shape.
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Really? We've been through a lot together, this camera and I...buuuut I like to think I take pretty good care of it.
sorry for the delay!
[ She knows that even older models, the absolutely ancient ones, didn't have that ability. ]
Could I...would it be okay if I saw some of the photos you've taken?
no problem! o7
Of course! But just to warn you, some of them aren't all that. [ Not that he's particularly worried about her judging his photography skill. He's just eternally bashful about them because they mean so much to him.
With the press of a button, the display on the camera goes into album mode and he holds it out to her. She'll find plenty to see on there - pictures from Eos and from El Nysa, though the former feature a certain quartet of people much more prominently. ]
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This is your world, right? Are these your friends- Oh! It's one of those bird creatures. That is way bigger than it seemed from the picture you sent me...
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Y-yeah. We had all sorts of adventures back there, to say the least. [ Adventures, and then some. ] Chocobos are big enough to ride, so they're pretty huge! Just more cuteness to go around, if you ask me.
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[ It's a little melancholy, knowing that this beautiful world will both remain crystalized in Promptos camera, but that it's also gone forever. She wonders how he's dealing with that. For her, leaving Pandora and her position on it was deliverance, but Prompto's world looks like it was actually really nice.
She wants to ask but she also doesn't want to run the risk of making him sad, to bring a perfectly nice afternoon down with such questions, so instead she refocuses on something in the window of the tailor shop across the cobbled road from them. ]
I've never seen garments like that before
[ There's a lightweight looking jacket in the display Angel is particularly drawn to. ]
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That same smile still on his lips, he looks up at the window display when she remarks on it. Those are some pretty sharp-looking duds... ]
You think so? You should try it on! Or several things on. Fashion montage!
[ That's half the fun of shopping! ]
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She's emboldened by encouragement, however. Nodding in affirmation and crossing the street with a sense of purpose. She's free now, she can do whatever she wants, try on as many clothing pieces as she feels like. Maybe even buy for herself, once she has sufficient coin. Own things that will truly be hers alone.
The door sets off a tinkling chime that sits above it when opened, and she lets herself and Prompto into the store ]
Hello?
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Hey, they've got some really nice stuff in here! [ He strolls over to one of the racks and starts picking through it. ]
What would you say your style is, anyway?
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I don't really have one.
[ Hadn't been given the chance beyond what she'd searched and seen on the echonet to develop a style to call her own. ]
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Hey, now's as good a time to form one as any! Just pick out some things you like and you're already on your way.
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Everything on Pandora was covered in a fine (or not so fine) layer of dirt, ripped and burned and shredded and stitched back together much like its people. Helios was all bold, sharp lines. Sterile.
This was clean, but there was a human touch to it too. Special care put into each part of the garment.
She, as gentle as possible because she's sure this is worth her weight, pulls it out a little further so that Prompto can see what she's been eyeing ]
Something like this?
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Of course, she could have pulled out a pajama onesie and he would have supported it. But this is better. ]
Winner of Outfit of the Year right here! [ He beams at her. ] Do you wanna try it on?
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Am I allowed to do that? It's--
I don't have any money to buy it. I doubt the shop owner would be pleased.
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Don't worry about that! Besides, you can't start building your style deck without trying anything on.
[ Plus, if she really likes it, he'll spot her the coin to pay for it. It's the least he can do, really. ]
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She studies the item again for a moment, unsure if this is actually allowed. Some places on Pandora would have your head for wasting a shopkeeps time with idle browsing. But this isn't Pandora, she has to keep reminding herself that. This is new and different, and she should start taking advantage of simple freedoms such as this. A chance to try on clothing wouldn't be a luxury to most, but it is to her.
Carefully, she removes the hanger from the rack ]
Okay. I am going to try it. There is a place in here to do that right? Rooms to change in.
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Yeah, of course! Let's see - [ He tips up onto his toes, before pointing near the back of the shop. ]
Back there. If you want, you can come out and show me after you try it on!