Welcome to the Program

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Good Morning, Champions. In the interest of maintaining healthy sleep patterns, a day/night cycle is in effect. Your presence is expected in the cafeteria in exactly one hour.

[The voice comes through not a large speaker, but through the device that's attached to each Champion's arm. Further investigation of the features of the device will reveal a list of profiles, a mini-map, and a list of rules. The hallways are shiny white and silver, with running lights along the floor and lights on the ceiling, and at the junction of the hallways is a sign with a knife and fork icon and an arrow pointing down the hall.

Welcome to the Excellence Program, Champions. Time to get to know your teammates.]

Comments

How the heckity did I forget to choose an icon twice in a row

[photoshooter]

Same, Miki. Even if this isn't the best of situations to be meeting people.

[He trots a little ahead of her to peer around the curve of the hallway, make sure he really didn't miss any hidden Magitek Troopers on patrol.]

I can't believe they'd stoop to snatching kids...

too busy appreciating prompto's adorableness?

[stillstands]

[Look at these nerds, peering around corners.]

Age doesn't have anything to do with the situations you find yourself in? You don't look that much older than me, you know.

[photoshooter]

[He turns around to pout at her, offended.]

What? I'm twenty!

[stillstands]

[Huh.]

You look younger. [She's... blunt. Sorry not sorry.]

But the point still stands, you're only three years older than me?

[photoshooter]

You look younger.

[So there.]

[stillstands]

[What sort of response is that???]

I am aware of that.

[Geez.]

[photoshooter]

[Champion Inner Child, dudesters!]

Seriously, I thought you were in junior high school or something. You're seventeen?

[stillstands]

[(in a whining voice) I'm tellllliiinnnnggggggg.]

Why would I lie about it? If I was going to give a fake age I'd at least say I was college age.

[photoshooter]

No one would believe you're college age. I guess seventeen's at least plausible.

[stillstands]

[Rude??]

Good, because it's actually my age??

[photoshooter]

[After a moment, Prompto laughs a little, ducks his head, and rubs his nose.]

Hehheh. Sorry. It's just weird. I'm so used to being the one treated like a kid, it's funny to be on this side of it for once.

[stillstands]

[H m p h.]

You look kind of like you'd be the baby of the bunch, though.

[One last jab for the road, nbd.]

[photoshooter]

I'm not the youngest by that much!

[stillstands]

But you are the youngest.

[photoshooter]

It doesn't count if it's less than a year.

[stillstands]

Depends on when in the year. It could be the difference between 2nd or 3rd year of high school.

[photoshooter]

Well, I'm twenty, so it really doesn't matter! And Noct and I were in the same year of school anyway, so it extra doesn't matter.

[stillstands]

[Wow.]

This is a delicate subject for you, isn't it?

[photoshooter]

You'd be sensitive about it too if you'd ever been lifted with one hand by a guy only three years older than you.

[stillstands]

...

[Well your profile does say that you weigh as much as, what was it, two grapes...?]

With one hand?

[Yikes. Your friend could probably juggle her.]

[photoshooter]

I'm pretty sure Gladio's actually, like, part behemoth. Nothing else makes sense.

[stillstands]

And those are big...?

[Behemoth??]

[photoshooter]

Huge. Ginormous.

[He spreads his hands to demonstrate, though of course that comes nowhere near to illustrating the monstrous mass of a massive monster.]

[stillstands]

[It seems... appropriately big? She gets the idea at least.]

Does your friend know you compare him to huge, ginormous behemoths when he's not around?

[photoshooter]

That maaaaay or may not have been what I was doing right before the one-handed grabbing incident.