[ OPEN ] ❝ you are a stranger here, why have you come ❞
Who: Prompto (
punshots) + YOU
What: Questing and helping deserters.
When: January!
Where: Wyver and nearby quest locations
Warning(s): N/A for now!
I. TOMB RAIDER (QUEST: DISTURBING THE DEAD).
II. THE CRYSTAL SHARDS (QUEST: PREACHING IN A MATERIAL WORLD).
III. TOUGH TO BEAR (LATER JANUARY).
IV. WILDCARD.
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What: Questing and helping deserters.
When: January!
Where: Wyver and nearby quest locations
Warning(s): N/A for now!
I. TOMB RAIDER (QUEST: DISTURBING THE DEAD).
[ Don't worry. He's played video games.
...And, you know, has a fair amount of experience spelunking in real life, too, but that somehow seems secondary to everything he's learned about tomb-raiding from video games. Is he bound to booby right into some booby traps? Undoubtedly. But that's why he brought someone along with him! To be a second pair of eyes when he gets a bit too Prompto about things.
At the unassuming entrance to the crypt - unassuming if you use a freakin' ton of human skulls in your decorating, anyway - Prompto turns to his companion, clicking on the flashlight clipped to his vest. He also has a whip, despite not knowing how to really use it, because of course he does. ]
Remember - idols? Don't touch 'em, especially if they're on pedestals. If you see any giant boulders, run. Just - run. Oh - and if you see anything diamond-shaped, for the love of the Six, definitely - I repeat, definitely do not step on it.
[ Boy, he sure sounds like an expert, doesn't he? ]
...After you!
[ Or not. ]
II. THE CRYSTAL SHARDS (QUEST: PREACHING IN A MATERIAL WORLD).
[ Whatever man, this guy likes his shiny pieces of rock, he's not one to judge. Compared to most of the other jobs, this one seems relatively safe and, uh, legal, which makes it an immediate draw for him. He's a decent enough swimmer, too, so it should be a piece of cake!
Unfortunately, he's woefully uneducated about the enchanted pools the crystal drops are found in, so he doesn't give it a second thought as he strips down to his underwear and dives deep down into one of the many lagoons outside of Wyver to scoop up the coveted gems.
If he's down there a little longer than should be normal for a human, don't worry - that's normal (thanks, Volkkran Pact). However, that only gives more time for the enchanted waters to really get to him, and...boy, are they getting to him.
When Prompto resurfaces to dump an armful of crystal shards onto the ground, he pushes his mop of wet hair out of his eyes - and that's when he at last notices he is not alone. ]
How long've you been here?
[ Rather pointedly, nowhere near his usual warm disposition. Huh, weird. ]
III. TOUGH TO BEAR (LATER JANUARY).
[ With citizens on every corner calling for a move against Olympia, the city has gotten juuuuust a bit much to handle lately, and when he catches wind about the deserters from some gossipy guards, Prompto decides it's time to take a little day-trip outside Wyver proper to see what it's like for those neutrally aligned himself. Fuck the popo, those people are in need and if he can do something to help, he's going to.
And he's gonna get there on a bear, because he can.
He spends a good chunk of change cleaning out some vendors in the market one morning before loading up his mount's saddlebags with food and medicinal herbs before traveling to some of the neutral camps east of the city. He may have asked a close friend to come along with him, or maybe he bumps into a fellow refugee once there. Either way, he complains as he dismounts: ]
Man, that was unbearably boring! Nothin' but trees, trees, 'n' more trees...
[ Yes, even on a bear, traveling is still dull. Then, with a nod: ]
You gonna give me a hand with this?
[ Or, perhaps, you encounter him later on in the evening, after he's stayed too long helping the refugees and his mount is now beginning to become unruly. The bear starts to snarl discontentedly while Prompto pats its neck in a futile effort to calm it. ]
Th-there, there, Fuzzby! Just a bit - whoa -
[ Watch as he attempts to hold onto his saddle while the bear tries to buck him. Should be quite the spectacle. Or help him, perhaps, if you are so inclined. ]
IV. WILDCARD.
[ Have something else you'd like to do with Prompto this month? Hit me up atretroscape! I'm happy to set up closed starters for more particular plans as well! ]
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No doubt there shall be, but with any luck, it will not be quite so [ annoying ] problematic as this one. Besides, it is my turn anyway, so you needn't worry.
[ she will brave the enchanted waters.. ]
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[ What if something like this happens to her? Or worse? Still, he follows her lead as they step along towards the southern lagoons. ]
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[ and funny stuff happened, yeah, but nothing terribly dangerous. uncomfortable at the absolute worst. so when they arrive at the next lagoon only a few paces later, she shrugs off the canvas bag and approaches the water without hesitating, though she looks over her shoulder with a smile. ]
It's nice to know you've inherited the blessing of the Kojin, however. It may prove handy in a pinch.
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Her comment, however, earns her a geniuine grin. ]
Y'know, you're right! Like the next time we have a swimming race. [ She won't have such an advantage anymore , heheh... ]
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thankfully it seems as if he's returning to normal.. twelve be praised, she doesn't feel the itching need to babysit him anymore. man, that was annoying!! that nice bright smile is back. ]
We shall see, won't we?
[ but she's diving neatly into the still waters just after, cutting a path straight to the sandy bottom of the lagoon. ]
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As she turns to dive into the water, his smile fades, however, and he watches her as best he can through the rippling water. What kind of strange effects would this lagoon have on her?
He waits, perched anxiously on a rock at the water's edge, to find out. ]
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but that is a problem for future alisaie. for now, she's snagging as many good-sized crystals as she can, hauling them to the surface only once she's got enough to feel she might not be able to resurface again for the weight of them. but gosh, it feels oddly easy to swim back up again.. easier even than usual.
well, anyway, she breaks the surface and piles her plunder onto the sandy shore. ]
That should pull in a good sum, I should think..
[ pay no mind to the.. scales on her face and shoulders, silvery-white and pearlescent. or the fact that in place of ears she now has.. something distinctly more finlike, in the same shimmery, iridescent hue. ]
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Prompto's eyes go wide as saucers and a hand flies over his mouth as he takes in Alisaie's altered appearance, her shimmering scales, her fins in place of where ears would be. It reminds him a bit of Mipha, honestly, but he's not thinking about that right now. All he's thinking about is how bizarre this is, and how torn he is between concern and amusement.
His girlfriend is turning into a fish...
Finally, he manages: ]
U-um, Alisaie...?
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What? Is there something on my face?
[ wait for it - those fin-ears are twitching and laying back in aggravation. ]
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Hm - yeah. You...got a little somethin'...
[ He touches his ears with his hands, still giggling uncontrollably. They're kind of cute!! Look at how expressive they are... ]
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Oh.
[ UGH. WHY IS IT ALWAYS SCALES?? this is what happened last time.. sort of. scales were involved. heaving a great sigh, alisaie plants her hands on the nearest boulder to haul herself up and out of the water, the sooner this wears off, the better. but her legs feel.. heavier than usual?? and it's not easy to drag herself onto the stone's face, for reasons that become.. readily apparent, very soon.
yeah, that's a tail. a big, shimmery silver-white tail. she's a goddamn mermaid. ]
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You - [ he's not laughing, no, he's very concerned, VERY ] - you're a mermaid.
[ He creeps closer, running a hand over her scaly skin. Okay, scales are not as sexy to touch, but it's sure a weird sensation. ]
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she jumps a little at the brush of his hands though, because it feels just as weird for her as it does for him, that's a very.. different sensation, okay. dammit!! why this.. maybe the paranoia would have been better after all. though on second thought, she can probably swim really fast now.. ]
Yes, I have figured that out.
[ she says, TESTILY!! and frowns, struggling to haul herself fully up onto the flat top of the stone until her.. tail.. is fully out of the water. the sooner she dries, the sooner she'll be back to normal. ]
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How does it feel? I mean...
[ How would she...go to the bathroom??? ]
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Strange. Will you - stop!
[ she swats his hand away, her face flushing a warm pink that goes straight to her ears. this is so embarrassing and he's making it worse!! ]
You should just.. go. Leave me alone, I will meet you at home once it wears off.
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He pulls his hand away, frowning. ]
What? No! I'm not going anywhere. Mine didn't last that long. I'm sure you'll be back to normal in no time.
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I just - don't.. stop looking at me!
[ all she wants to do is get back into the water to hide but THAT WON'T HELP.. it'll only make it last longer. red-faced, she looks away, though her entire field of vision is filled with fish-tail. ]
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Why? I think it's cute! In a...sort of weird way, buuuut...you look fine! [ He clears his throat, adopting her accent. Badly. ] Try not to worry overmuch.
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Please, just. Turn away!
[ she's gonna die. ]
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Hey... [ He reaches out, cupping her cheek in his hand, turning her face to meet his eyes. There's no longer anything teasing in his gaze, just a genuine, familiar warmth. ]
Why would I turn away? You're beautiful, just like always.
[ And he's not just trying to flatter her nerves away. He means it! ]
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her face is still flushed hot when she lifts her eyes to his face again, her cheeks puffed and her lower lip just barely stuck out. ]
I look like I belong on a fishmonger's cart.
[ and it's.. hard to say that and not crack the slightest of smiles. ]
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Nah, you look like you belong in the open seas, luring sailors to the depths with a catchy tune...
[ No fishmonger's carts for his mermaid!!! ]
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[ wow it's not a fish face!! it's.. okay, yeah, it's a fish face. ]
Unless you mean to say that you are the sailor.
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[ It was implied! Still, she seems a little less crabby (heheh) now, so he continues to follow this thread. ]
Depends. Are you tryin' to lure me in?
[ SHALALALALALA DON'T BE SHY ]
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For dinner, mayhaps.
[ a moment's thought - ]
Though I am not sure you would be worth the effort.
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