[closed]

[unweave]

Who: Prompto (punshots) & Aranea (unweave)
What: Meeting up to make sure he's not dead.
When: Post pact for both.
Where: UH. Aranea's place in Wyver.
Warning(s): idiots.


[ SO. It was a little while since the two connected, even longer since they met in person. Aranea had a soft spot for the kid, but she has to let him make his own mistakes. She's seen him around the network, so he's not dead or sleeping at least. That's good.

But, she reaches out after all is said and done with her pact. Turns out, he made one too! That piques her interest and an invitation was set for him to come over for lunch. She grabbed some sandwiches from a local shop and she definitely already has a glass of whiskey poured.

It's weird — this is the first time he'd ever see her be... well, casual? Not "all-business" Aranea. There's a knock at the door and instead of greeting, she offers a holler — ]

It's open!

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[punshots]

[ Something wrinkles his expression for a moment - but then it's gone, his smile still easily worn, and he shrugs nonchalantly. ]

Nah. I'm...we're stickin' around here for awhile.

[ Because this wasn't his choice alone. He and Alisaie had talked it over, and Wyver was where they wanted to stay. Olympia just...isn't home. ]

[unweave]

Good. You picked the less problematic side of this whole bullshit rivalry.

[ Not like she's choosing sides herself?! ]

[punshots]

[ A light shrug. ]

Guess so. But I don't think I'm goin' ride or die for Wyver anytime soon.

[ This place may have welcomed them as refugees, but...his allegiance, as ever, is to Lucis, even here. ]

[unweave]

It's not our fight, so no riding or dying should be needed. We don't get benefits here. No cushy retirement package or anything.

[ Her words are filled with vinegar, the bitterness in general for fighting a war no one asked for still bubbling up every so often. She refuses to be someone's pawn again. ]

[punshots]

[ He might not be in it for the "retirement package", but the sentiment is the same. Prompto cares about the people he defended in Olympia, and he cares about the people who have welcomed him to Wyver. But this conflict still isn't theirs, and becoming a part of it feels like a betrayal of what he'd fought for as a part of the Crownsguard. ]

Right. Not our fight...

[ Then he cocks a grin at her. ]

Y'know, I'm sure glad you're here, Aranea.

[ He doesn't say as much enough, but he appreciates her friendship - and her reality checks - more than he can say. ]

[unweave]

Aw, c'mon. Don't say all that mushy stuff. [ Groans!!!! As much as she wants to just push him away, it's kind of impossible. He's one of the few familiar faces that hasn't stabbed her. Props for that. ] You say that until I kick your ass for making stupid choices — which, is very likely unless I keep my eye on you.