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➟ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛᴏ (☞ ᐛ )☞ ᴀʀɢᴇɴᴛᴜᴍ. ([personal profile] punshots) wrote in [community profile] nysalogs 2018-06-24 02:42 am (UTC)

[ It takes him a moment to respond as Prompto cards through his recent memories, piecing together what might've happened, how he wound up in the stream with Alisaie. She is searching his face, analyzing him like she's looking for something in him that shouldn't be there, but...why, exactly? He remembers....Ysverai's blood, and he'd felt so sick. Sick to his stomach, dizzy, and then Alisaie had arrived, holding him, taking care of him, and then he—

He draws in a gasping, shuddering breath as his eyes fly wide, dropping from her face down to her hip, where blood seeps into her damp clothing. Oh, gods, he'd been—he'd been so angry, so sad, and then he pulled his gun on her, and—he'd pulled the trigger.

He'd done this.

To say he is stricken would be an understatement, Prompto looks positively horrified, eyes wide and dizzy, face pale, as he releases his hold on her, like by their very contact he might hurt her again. Instead, his hands move to hover around her hip, like he wants to do something to help, but is entirely uncertain of what to, and all he can do is tremble and whimper in the depths of his terror, voice gone weak and petrified. ]


F-fuck—I-I-I—I d-did—oh, gods

[ Panic lights him up and burns him, leaving little else behind. ]

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