[She finds herself ridiculously enthused, hurrying out of her room and slipping her backpack over her shoulders. It's nice to have something to look forward to. Better than just sitting around in her room and- well. Anyway.
Once she arrives, Ellie scuffs at the ground with her sneakers, looking this way and that for a sign of Prompto.]
[rubbing at his nose, he shows her his hands, palms up and taking a step back]
This needs some explaining.
[the concept that people come from different worlds has decidedly sunk in a lot faster and easier than what one would expect; it's what happens when you're from final fantasy. in a moment, his hands--once empty--are suddenly holding one gun each after a flurry of crystals around himself.]
Where I come from [doing a fancy gun-spin in his hands] there's something called elemancy. I guess you could say it's magic. I'm borrowing some of it from royalty, who are the only ones who can use it. That being, my friend, Noct--
[ah, he nearly drops one of the guns while trying to be cool! so much for that]
Wuoh... Anyway! That's mostly just for storing and summoning them! They work just like any other gun!
[he hands one over to ellie, not letting go of it until he's certain she's comfortable with the weight of it in her hands]
--except, you know, it doesn't run out of bullets. [a grin]
[It's not the first magic she's seen since she got here. Or even the second! Still, it catches her by surprise nonetheless. Obviously his weapons are something special to fire again and again without running out of ammo, but Ellie didn't expect them to just manifest like that.
But this is Prompto. She's not scared of him. She trusts him. Ellie gasps and murmurs a,] That's so fucking cool. [and then listens closely to his words.
She snickers when he nearly drops the gun, hands flying up to cover her mouth. It's fine, dude. She likes that you're goofy. It makes him feel like the big brother she never had.
The weapon feels... strange in her hands. It's the only way to describe it. This is something that's not a part of her world. Will never be a part of her world. And here she is holding it.
There's a moment where Ellie just looks down at it in awe, turning it over in her hands. Then-]
Woah! Wait! Back up!! Did you just say that Noctis- Noct is- he's royalty?
[prompto starts, as if the idea of noctis being royalty actually making people act surprised and in wonderment. he's yet to have experienced the full force of being in a place where people don't recognise the crown prince or the significance of the caelum name.]
[he offers an awkward neck scratch and a loose smile]
Yeah...? Man, I forget this isn't like back home...
[he claps his hands together and just shrugs his shoulders]
But he totally doesn't act it! So you shouldn't worry about that. He's a pretty normal guy overall. His farts stink and there's nothing royal about them!
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[She finds herself ridiculously enthused, hurrying out of her room and slipping her backpack over her shoulders. It's nice to have something to look forward to. Better than just sitting around in her room and- well. Anyway.
Once she arrives, Ellie scuffs at the ground with her sneakers, looking this way and that for a sign of Prompto.]
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Ellieeeeeee!
[and he's not quiet about it, either]
Hey! Were you waiting long?
[he puts his fist out, for an obvious fistbump, my girl]
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[She shakes her head, face lighting up as soon as she sees him.]
Nah, just got here.
[A tiny bit of a fib, but she doesn't want him to feel bad. Ellie grins up at him, and raises her fist to bump it against his.]
I'm so ready for this.
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[rubbing at his nose, he shows her his hands, palms up and taking a step back]
This needs some explaining.
[the concept that people come from different worlds has decidedly sunk in a lot faster and easier than what one would expect; it's what happens when you're from final fantasy. in a moment, his hands--once empty--are suddenly holding one gun each after a flurry of crystals around himself.]
Where I come from [doing a fancy gun-spin in his hands] there's something called elemancy. I guess you could say it's magic. I'm borrowing some of it from royalty, who are the only ones who can use it. That being, my friend, Noct--
[ah, he nearly drops one of the guns while trying to be cool! so much for that]
Wuoh... Anyway! That's mostly just for storing and summoning them! They work just like any other gun!
[he hands one over to ellie, not letting go of it until he's certain she's comfortable with the weight of it in her hands]
--except, you know, it doesn't run out of bullets. [a grin]
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But this is Prompto. She's not scared of him. She trusts him. Ellie gasps and murmurs a,] That's so fucking cool. [and then listens closely to his words.
She snickers when he nearly drops the gun, hands flying up to cover her mouth. It's fine, dude. She likes that you're goofy. It makes him feel like the big brother she never had.
The weapon feels... strange in her hands. It's the only way to describe it. This is something that's not a part of her world. Will never be a part of her world. And here she is holding it.
There's a moment where Ellie just looks down at it in awe, turning it over in her hands. Then-]
Woah! Wait! Back up!! Did you just say that Noctis- Noct is- he's royalty?
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[he offers an awkward neck scratch and a loose smile]
Yeah...? Man, I forget this isn't like back home...
[he claps his hands together and just shrugs his shoulders]
But he totally doesn't act it! So you shouldn't worry about that. He's a pretty normal guy overall. His farts stink and there's nothing royal about them!
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Well, if you say so. Anyway, forget about that- I wanna use this thing!
[She bounces on her heels, grinning at Prompto. She can deal with the royalty thing later.]
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[prompto grins and nods, motioning with the gun he's holding]
It works like any hand gun, except you don't have to worry about bullets. You know about the safety and trigger, right?
--ah, since it doesn't need bullets you need to be careful where you're pointing it at all times.
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--Oh. Uh. Ellie readjusts where she's pointing it, carefully, and double checks that the safety is still on.]
Right. Noted.
What're we gonna aim at?