theairlock | Week 2

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!week 2

Week 2

Week 2

[The Champions have now been here for one week, and while the dud of a first incentive didn't tempt anybody, the fact remains obvious: a lack of murder isn't going to be the thing that gets you out of here.

Blaze Dudely and Rox have not made a reappearance since Tuesday, leaving you to your own devices for the moment. That door they entered and exited through remains locked, and there is no new area to access this week. Are you sure they're even still back there? Despite their absence, you all wake up on Sunday morning from strange dreams. What to make of it?

You can only hope it's not a bad omen for the rest of the week.]

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(( Don't forget to turn in your AC for Week 1, submit your memory regain, and turn in your Benefactor threads! ))

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[He smiles wanly.]

I'll be all right. Stayed up pretty late seeing if I could catch a glimpse of our captors, but no-- [He covers a yawn.] --no such luck. Sorry. Tired.

[Time to sink further back into his chair.]

How are you?

[Prompto, you are doing too much. Not that she expects anything else of someone in the Crownsguard. Was he like this with Noctis as well? Always watching over him?]

It is rather curious that neither of our captors have shown their faces since they first introduced themselves. It does not bode well for any of us...

[Her eyes stray to her book as she thinks of what to say.]

I am a little tired myself. Nightmares. Though I am not the only one. I have seen glimpses of the others, and no one looks like they slept very well.

[Always watching over him except when he started to fish, anyway. Then you could find him watching over his phone.

Anyway, Prompto freezes, then sits up once more, full of dread.]

...You, too?

[.... she really can't fault Prompto for that. It doesn't seem like it would be fun to watch someone fish. Why does her fiance have such a weird love for fishing???

Luna hesitatnly nods.]

Though... after what you told me our first day here, I do not believe it was a dream. It was a memory. [She puts her hands on her lap, wringing her hands together.] ....... I was there, Prompto, when King Regis fell.

[Her fiancé is actually a cat in black waders, that's why.]

O...oh.

[He's already talked about this with others: Zombina, Kaiba, Lucina. A memory. He can't--won't--gainsay Lunafreya, but he doesn't want to think about the implications, either.

It's just a dream.]

S-so you're getting your memory back, huh? That's... I'm sure that's a good sign. ...Sorry it ended up being... something that's probably so painful to remember.

[It hurt, seeing it from the outside. He can't imagine being there as it happened. He doesn't want to. He hesitates, then searches her face, full of concern.]

Are you okay?

[Cats are cute, so she can't say she's mad.

There's not much to her expression, the usual serenity that most people know her for being presented. Her eyes are the only part that betray her, trouble and pain telling Prompto that she is anything but okay.]

I will be alright. I cannot undo the past, and knowing what will happen in the future makes it easier to bear... I worry more for the others among us. There might be some that cannot handle dreams such as this. We must do what we can to be supportive... Even if they are not my people, I can still fulfill the duties that are expected of the Oracle. [So back to business as usual. After she's had some time to really let the memory sink in.] At this time I can only offer condolences and words of comfort...

[At that, Prompto lifts his head, hesitates, and then reaches out to cover her hand.]

Lady Lunafreya, your words of comfort have probably never been more needed than we need them right now. [His smile's a little steadier, a little brighter.] There's no 'only' about anything you've got to offer, you know? You... you have no idea how many lives you've changed with a simple word.

[After a moment, he ducks his head shyly, chuckling as he retrieves his hand.]

Ehehe. I should know.

[Yet right now it's Prompto's words that are helping her immensely. Lunafreya watches his quietly for a moment before she nods, a smile slowly growing.]

Thank you, Prompto. [Why suddenly so shy?] Oh? My words have helped you?

[He taps all his fingertips together a few times, bobbing his head from one side to the other.]

...Can you keep a secret? I mean... from Noct and the guys. I-I've never told anyone about this, actually.

[A secret? She nods, sitting up straighter in anticipation.]

Of course. I will not tell a soul.

[He laces his hands together, balances them on a nervously bouncing knee.]

...Do you remember the letter you wrote me, after Pryna came back to you all those years ago? Heh, man, I think that was literally half my lifetime ago.

[You know, if you wanted to feel old, Luna.]

You thanked me for helping her, and... for being Noct's friend.

[Luna nods. Of course she remembers that letter.]

I had sent her to Noctis, but it seems she was injured along the way. I feared she wouldn't return home. We were both lucky that you found her and took care of her.

The thing is, I... back then, I hadn't ever even talked to Noct. Didn't have the courage to even imagine someone like me could just buddy up with someone like him. I was... I was different, back then.

[Awkward and stand-offish and different. Always different. Never like the others, always apart.]

But when you wrote me that letter, I--I decided I would be his friend, no matter what it took. So I started to change myself, and open up, and... and I have to thank you, Lady Lunafreya.

[It's a smaller, gentler, more genuine smile he offers her, this amazing woman who'd once been a girl worried for her dog.]

Because of you, I have one of--no. I have three of the best friends on the planet.

[Prompto...

There's a welling of happiness in her chest as he continues his story. Luna can tell that Prompto was really happy about these chain of events, that when they were children she somehow affected someone enough to want to reach out to Noctis. She had always been worried that as the prince, no one would want to be friends with Noct, that they would use him. But here sat the boy, now a young man, who was everything she could hope for as a friend for her beloved.]

I am sure the three of them feel quite the same about you. Change can be hard, but you seem to have taken your past and made yourself stronger, and for that I am glad. Noctis is lucky to have someone like you beside him.

[She won't take credit for her words being the ones to cause this change. All she did was write a thank you, after all.]

[His smile wobbles a bit--'Why wouldn't I?!'--but it was just a dream, and it comes back brighter than ever.]

You're damn right he is. --Oh! Crap!

[He slaps a hand over his mouth, horrified. He just swore in front of the Oracle.]

I mean, uh, you're... you're darn right, he... shoot.

[He lets his head hang, covering his face with both hands, burning red. CRITICAL FAIL.]

[Swearing, then backtracking like he did? Prompto, have you ever wanted to hear Luna laugh, even just a little? Because she is right now. She brings her hand up to muffle it somewhat to ease his embarrassment.]

It is alright, Prompto. I have heard far worse since coming here.

[Oh my gods. Prompto wants to hear Luna laugh forever. He lifts his head, then leans forward once more, over-earnest.]

Who swore in front of you? I'll beat 'em up and take their lunch money.

Quite a few people. You'd be beating up almost half of our number.

[But she's still laughing, because the image of Prompto shaking people down for lunch money is hilarious.]

[Hmmm. He cocks his head to one side, still mock-serious.]

It was Yuri, wasn't it. That little punk.

Yuri has only sworn once in front of me. He is a well meaning young man, if ill tempered. Max and Chloe have sworn far more than he has.

[She likes Yuri. He is nice to her.]

Really? Well, Chlo doesn't surprise me, but I guess Max is so nice I never really noticed.

He has quite the vulgar vocabulary. He might be nice, but his language is far from it.

...I guess Noct better clean up his act before we see him again, huh?

[It's a tired, hurt, but still hopeful little smile he offers her.]

[Prompto....]

A king can have a side to himself outside of court. [Meaning Noct only really has to behave while he's doing kingly things.]

Yeah, but if he talks like that in front of you, I will beat him up and take his lunch money. And the guys would help me!

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