IC Inbox for In the Night

[techtype]

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10:25 PM

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@ quicksilver
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@regina

[itselbitch]

hey so you're not related to magneto by any chance are you??

[techtype]

i don't think so?

Maybe? i've never heard that name before

[itselbitch]

oh

[ boo. pietro's supposed to be damn cute, so eliot was sort of hoping. ah, well. ]

don't worry about it


so why quicksilver?

[techtype]

uh, right

it's my name

prompto = quick
argentum means silver...one thing I definitely remember from science class.

[itselbitch]

are you from Rome or something?

[ yep. that's the takeaway. ]

[techtype]

nah, lucis

[A helpful answer.]

[itselbitch]

malfoy????

[ not that lucius was spelled right anyway but. what? ]

[techtype]

malfoy?

[He's never heard of that region of the country before.]

@kingsknight

[broplaints]

Are you a doughnut?
Because I find you a-dough-able

[techtype]

Noct
dude
u okay?


[Is...he flirting? He's not sure what to make of this.]

[broplaints]

Normally people just say 'thank you' when someone compliments them

[It's impossible to know, really.]

[techtype]

thank you ❤

u just don't do that a lot u kno

But I'm also more of a baguette

[broplaints]

Maybe don't fish for them so often 🐡

Warm, fresh and delicious?

[techtype]

[He doesn't reply to that for several minutes, staring at his tablet like maybe he misread the words. That's definitely flirting.]

um, thanks

yeah, that

don't know if I'd describe myself as delicious

but if u say so

but I meant like, not round.

[It's good that Noct isn't nearby to see how pink his face is.]

[broplaints]

[Okay. So it may be flirting. Just a little bit. It's mostly harmless.]

We really need to work on the way you describe yourself

'Hi my name is Prompto and I'm not round' <---- Big fat no

'Hey there I'm Prompto and I'm hot, fresh, and delicious' <---- Endorsed by your bff and king

@kingsknight; backdated to the 25th

[broplaints]

[It's admittedly pretty early when Prompto's tablet is suddenly being assaulted with a series of text from a certain best friend.]

Time to get up birthday boy
Iggy made breakfast
And we have a present for you
Better get down here before I decided to keep it for myself

text --> action

[techtype]

what
whu
why
ont steal my presents

[He's confused two-fold: one because presents? and the other because he's mostly asleep when he answers the texts. He's still half-asleep when he stumbles into the kitchen.]

M'up hello?

[broplaints]

[You know what is an absolutely amazing thing to experience first thing in the morning? Your best friend suddenly popping out of the darkness holding a single muffin with a small, half gone candle sticking out of it. Of course, it doesn't produce any outward light, but it's the thought that counts, right?]

Before you ask, Ignis made it. I'm only allowed in the kitchen to eat and do dishes.

[techtype]

[Clearly they have two different definitions of 'amazing', because Prompto would put that experience closer to 'terrifying'. It's a good thing he's not in the habit of drawing a gun when startled.]

Sweet Lady Shiva dude, don't do that!

[But he does appreciate the muffin and its sad little candle and makes a grab for it.]

Do you even do the dishes? I thought he ended up doing those, too.

[broplaints]

[Why can't you just appreciate his super awesome ninja assassin skills? Why does he have to only use them for good for them to be impressive?]

Calm yourself.

[It is a pretty good muffin. Chocolate chip and still warm.]

Yeah, well, I'm kinda trying to turn over a new leaf.

[Aka he does indeed do dishes. He also sometimes sweeps. It's a miracle.]

[techtype]

[He does, really! Just not when he's just woken up.]

I am...gimme a break, I just woke up.

[Which is weird, because he's usually the one waking Noct up. This lack of daylight is really throwing him off.

But the muffin is a plus! Chocolate chip is one of the best kinds, and he'll blow out the candle before it starts dripping wax all over his food and pull off a bite.]

Mpreffif. [Swallow.] So what's this about a present?

[broplaints]

[Yeah, well, Ignis has apparently made the executive decision that he's going to sleep eight whole hours. Can you believe that? Only eight.]

Pretty sure you're always like that.

[It's a gentle tease, one that comes complete with a soft hair ruffle. Before he looks over his shoulder towards where the present is hidden behind the counter.]

Close your eyes.

[techtype]

Speak for yourself!

[He laughs and gives Noct's arm a half-hearted swipe. His hair's messy anyway, so it's not like it's messed up, but it's the principle.]

Ooh. Okay.

[Eyes closed! Though if Noct turns his back, he might crack one open the tiniest bit.]

[broplaints]

[Excuse you, he sees that mister.]

Hey! Eyes closed.

[Just in case he snatches the present out from where it's hiding quickly, slipping it behind his back as he moves in close.

Then he takes a moment to adjust it in his hands, making sure it's sitting perfectly.]

Happy Birthday, Prom. From me and Iggy.

[And in those hands is a little handmade chocobo. Along with a ribbon and a tag tied around it's neck that says 'Sunshine'.]

[techtype]

[An attempt was made.]

Fiine.

[He'll keep his eyes closed, then! Completely, lest he doesn't get a present.

And when he does open his eyes again...well, of all the things he could have expected, a tiny knit chocobo wasn't one of them.]

Omigosh it's so tiny! Did you or Ignis make him? [And then he notices the tag.] Aw, and you named him Sunshine. So cute!

[Do you like hugs, Noctis? 'Cause you're getting one.]