awashlogs | 📷 [Quest Catch-all/Open Log] Let's get together, yeah yeah yeah

[They say March comes in like a lion and out like a lamb, and that restless shifting of winds seems to have affected Prompto, too. Today, he's wandering the harbor, but not because he wants to throw anybody in--or be thrown in himself, thank you. It seems he's actually examining whatever boats and nautical equipment they have available, since so much of it was recolored this month. If they're gonna go on a maritime adventure, it's best to check these things are seaworthy. On the other hand...]

...I have no idea what I'm looking for.

[Sometimes, distracted, he pulls a digital camera out in a flash of light and crystal to take pictures of mutant gulls and weird splashes, hoping for a cool fish to show his buds.

Eventually, Prompto does manage to tire himself out and he takes a seat on one of the docks, scrolling through his photo gallery with a pensive frown.]

All right, you son of a bitch. What are you after...

[ Nyactis, who is presently very pleased with himself -- and also guilty, because Summer didn't look very well (he'd stayed to help her as much as he could, being a cat and all), is trotting along, on the way back to Bluohaus when he is, of course, predictably distracted by the familiar scent of the harbor.

Harbor means water means fish, and it's a bonus when he spots Prompto, too. Ears perking, he speeds up, scampering over to him to wind himself around his boots with a loud purring. He's fully black, with the bluest, prettiest eyes, and a small patch of white fur on his chest.

Those eyes ring a bell, Prompto? Nyactis meows loudly, demanding attention. Look at him! ]

[Familiarity will have to register later, because right now all Prompto can see is K I T T Y.]

Eeeeeeeeee!

[Camera instantly banished to the Armiger, face splitting in two with the biggest smile since--well, certainly since Ardyn's turned up--Prompto parks his rear right on the ground and offers his hands to THIS SECOND-MOST BEAUTIFUL OF CATS. (Summer has also come to him for kitty cuddles, after all.) LEAP INTO HIS ARMS, PRETTY BOY!]

Oh--ohmigosh, you're so friendly. Hello, where'd you come from? [With his voice dropping right into baby talk:] Who's a pretty, want some shnuggles?

[ TWO PEOPLE CAN BE FIRST. Nyactis meows loudly and leaps into his arms, so pleased to see Prompto happy. He should probably make himself known, but his best friend looks so delighted that he decides that he'll play with him, first. He's licking his nose, purring loudly before he lightly presses a paw on his cheek, meowing again.

Another meow before he fondly headbutts him in a bid to get closer. Snuggles! ]

[Prompto's making the kind of noises typically squeezed out of preteen girls at boy band concerts. He rolls over onto his back, harbor dirt be damned, so he can double-hand pet Mr. Night Eyes behind the ears and rub his nose right into his furry white heart.]

You're so cute! So cute. [He goes sing-songy and besotted.] Soft kitty, warm kitty, pretty ball of fur kitty...

[Speaking of Summer, though, Prompto does remember when she came to visit him and then turned back to herself, all flustered. He pauses, Noct's little paws...es held gently in his hands, then tilts his head. Jet-black fur, blue eyes, just met him and already loves him...]

...Noct?

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[ Bingo! Noctis makes an approving chirping sound, enjoying being cuddled so enthusiastically! He's purring like a very small, furry tank, giving his chin a lick. Yes, it's Nyactis, and he's very, very pleased.

He even blinks once, very slowly, tail swishing. Does he get more snuggles now that Prompto knows? He quite likes the one where he noses his fuzzy little chest!

It feels soothing, comfortable, like he could probably fall asleep just like that. Also, he really likes the ear scritching. ]

Noct!

[Prompto considers being embarrassed, horrified, and/or indignant, but the slow blink does him in. He melts, rubbing his whole face on this whole cat.]

Awwwwwwww, if you really are Noct, I can't be mad. Dude, you're the cutest. Why can't you be like this forever? You're snuggle-sized! [Wait.] Oh, is it because--because Flor did this for you?

[It's getting hard to keep track of all her names. Prompto tries to pout, but his mouth keeps wibbling up into a smile anyway. HOW CAN YOU NOT SMILE AT KITTYCAT?]

That's no fair, she's never turned me into a cat.

[He rub-rub-rub-rub-rubs those fluffy cheeks with his thumbs.]

Whooooo's a good special fluffy boy, uh-huh, it's youuuuu. I'm totes jeal.

[...HhhhmmmMMMMmmm.

Prompto lifts his head to peer at his feline friend, a little gleam starting to form in his eye. Noct has no idea what's coming, does he.]

[ See, the thing is that Noctis is enjoying the attention and the cuddles -- he's not the most tactile person, generally speaking, but he's learned in his time as a cat that these things are absolutely wonderful. It feels nice, just like this, and Noctis licks his nose briefly in response, batting at his thumbs when the cheek rubs get too long!

He tilts his head at him and mews, baffled. Okay, he wants pets behind his ears now, why is Prompto stopping?

Wait, what's with that look in his eye? ]

[With an evil little snicker, Prompto sinks those scritching fingers behind Noct's ears.]

Yoink!

[AND HE STEALS HIS BEST FRIEND'S ADORABLE CUTE LITTLE KITTY BODY.]

Y -- whoa!

[ no! no he wants to be a kitty! noctis is startled when his voice sounds weird, too, and he's the one staring down at the cat now. ]

Wh -- hey --

[Nyahaha! Prompto shakes out his furry new digs with a prrt! chirp!, takes one look at Noct--Noct in his body, holy crap--and scampers out of reach, eyes big and blue and shining with delight. Immediately, he gets distracted by a couple fibers coming loose from a rope knotted nearby and darts over to play with them between his paws, the tip of his tail flicking this way and that, purring up a storm.]

[ Nooooooo! Noctis is staring at his hands, his -- everything, gawking at the change before he's reaching out to grab a hold of the errant cat (his body!) before Prompto can get tangled in the rope. ]

You're gonna get -- whoa, this is so weird.

[ New voice, new everything! He sounds so strange! ] Buddy, I'm you --

Meow! Meooow, meoooow, meow!

[It's super weird to nuzzle his own fingers, and Purrompto's not sure he likes it, but hey, it's Noct, he oughta be a little nice to make up for hijacking his best guy's body. So he lets Noct keep hold of him, twisting a bit to rub his head on Noct's--his?--hands, and keeps meowing and chirping. Leave it to Prompto to be a chatty catty.]

Meow!

[And a wiggly one. C'monnnn, put him back down, he's got things to sniff!]

Uh-uh, no. Nope. You're not going anywhere.

[ Noctis is getting used to this very quickly, because he's rubbing his cheek on the cute little Purrompto, stealer of his body! ]

You're getting punished with cuddles.

[ It's so weird! It's so unnerving to hear another person's voice and move with another person's limbs but this is Prompto, they're practically joined at the hip or something. So he's rubbing his cheek on the cat! And gripping him to his chest! ]

C'mon. I never get to hold Pearl properly.

Meooooooowwwwwwwwww! Prrrr.

[He wants out! But he also wants cuddles. Purring despite himself, Prompto gives up the struggle and arches into Noct's--Nompto's?--body, butting his head up under his chin and following it with a sinuous slide of his back. It gets him a good pawhold onto Nompto's shoulder, which he immediately takes advantage of to curl around the back of his neck. Now Nompto's wearing a cat like a scarf. #aesthetic.]

Prr-rr-rr-rr.

[Satisfied with his perch, Purrompto grabs a couple fistfuls of his own shirt and starts kneading Nompto's collarbone like bread.]

[ Oh, he's so, so cute! Noctis is cuddling him even more, laughing softly when he feels him slides around, becoming the cutest scarf ever. Promptis is such a warm scarf, and he's reaching to stroke him. ]

All right, all right, stop squirming, you naughty thing!

[ He's nosing along Promptis' furry little neck, and gently bats at his paws. ]

Hey! Be nice. It's technically my claws and your collarbone, you know.

[Prompto just purrs LOUDER and rubs his head fiercely under Noct's--his--ear. Whatever! He can't believe his voice sounds like that; he can't believe Noct sounds like that, using his voice. He totally doesn't sound like Noct anymore. He wonders if anyone would be able to tell.

Can't communicate that, though, so he just stretches further down and begins pawing at a thread that's come loose from the seam of his vest. It's so... wiggly. He has to catch it.]

[ Nompto lets him go do it! But he's stroking the back of Prompto's ears, ruffling the fluffy little appendages before lifting him up again, nuzzling his chest! Yeah, this is payback, buddy. ]

Hah! It's so weird, Prompto. I'm you, and you're a furry little kitty.

[ And he has to get used to his voice! It's so weird, but he's getting used to it. Then -- ]

You know, we should go find Ignis. See if he knows we're not ourselves.

Prrt!

[Yes! Yes yes yes yes yes, please let them go see Iggy. With that little trilling chirp, Prompto resumes wriggle mode, eager to test his feline wiles on the master.]

[ Nompto laughs softly because oh crap he's so cute and so eager! He's getting up and keeping a firm from on his squirmy kitty. ]

Hey -- stay still, I don't wanna drop you. [ Have another cuddle!!! ]

[TODAY IS AN EXCITING DAY! Because today, Prompto gets to introduce someone--someone whose name he didn't actually get, oops--to the wonderful world of petting a pet. He waits seated in front of the door to their house, where the Insomnian boys live with their friend Dextera.

Sparky, his young chocobo companion and assistant in this endeavor, is alternately scratching at the ground and trying to preen Prompto's hair, to much laughter and gentle pushing.]

Sparky, hey, c'mon! My plumage is fine, buddy!

[Sparky then dives for Prompto's pocket, where he's got some greens prepared, but Prompto protects himself quickly and retaliates by literally ruffling his pal's fluffy, fluffy feathers.]

Uh-uh, none of that! Reveeeenge!

[ Ooooh boy it's his brother's house.

Ooooh boy that means this is one of his brother's housemates.

He has made a very extreme point to avoid any and all of them since the... incident when he first arrived. It's only been a few months that he's been ok with going inside the house at all.

He's tempted to turn around, but he's trying to be better, so for now he proceeds.

The blond guy he recognizes even if he's been avoiding eye contact with all of them for like... what? Half a year now? He approaches, though slowly and with his hands curled against his stomach. He feels a little queazy at the idea of having to talk with one of them.

So he doesn't talk at all! He just... hovers a little, stopped a few feet away. ]

[Prompto doesn't even notice him for a while, and when he does catch sight of him out of the corner of his eye, he hops up before even getting a good look at him.]

Dex, hey! What's...

[But he stops, trails off, and then tilts his head to one side.]

Yyyyoouuuu're not Dex.

[For a while, he doesn't say anything, body language loose and uncertain. Eventually, he shifts his weight to the other leg and cocks his head the other way.]

We haven't actually been introduced, have we?

[ He hears his brother's name predictably and his droops his head, looking at the ground immediately. His fingers squeeze in the fabric of his shirt.

He has to stay here. He can't keep running and avoiding these people. He's going to keep seeing them no matter what, isn't he?

He swallows and tightens his mouth, still silent. He shakes his head quickly, wondering if this guy is even going to trust him with this 'puppy' he'd been babbling about. ]

...Okaaaay...

[No answer beyond the headshake, huh. Well, maybe that's not that weird, given Dex's sign language and all. Prompto studies Sinistra a couple beats longer, sorting through whatever it is he may have already heard, and then he shakes his head, too, and makes his way over, young chocobo at his heels.

When he reaches Sinistra, it's to stick out his empty hand.]

Well, I'm Prompto. Prompto Argentum! And this li'l guy is Sparky.

[Sparky shakes his feathers out and kwehs, but does nothing else but watch Sinistra intently.]

What's your name?

[ He's surprised to be presented a hand. He wouldn't slight him if he decided to tell Sinistra to leave. He didn't exactly leave a good first impression on anyone in this house.

That's why it takes him a second present his hand, too, and clasp Prompto's. It takes him a moment to remember the intention is to shake hands, not to hold onto them in greeting. He moves his arm a little, stiffly, before letting go. ]

I am... my name is Sinistra. It's what brother named me.

Sini...

[Prompto's nose wrinkles, but then his eyes widen with realization.]

Oh! I get it. Dexter and sinister, okay, that makes sense, I guess. For a second there I thought he named you 'evil' or something and I was gonna be like, whoa, really, dude? But right and left isn't so bad.

[ This is why he's self-conscious about his name. He shoves his hands into his pockets and looks back down at the ground, nodding shortly. ]

When we were little, I was attached to his left side, so... I was 'The One on The Left' or 'The Older One'. I suppose it made sense to him. To match my 'name' to his.

...

[By this point, Sparky's watched Sinistra long enough to classify him as Not A Threat, and he goes to inspect his legs more closely, fluffy and waddling.]

..."Attached?"

[ He takes a moment to look up again and nods before getting distracted by Sparky's sudden approach. He's been around the chickens enough, but this bird is... definitely different! ]

Yes, attached. At that time, we were. That was a long time ago.

[What Prompto's imagining probably isn't anything like the truth, but might be on the right track for horror levels, at least; he's seen some measure of the world Dextera came from. His eyes soften more, he looks away, and then he bumps Sinistra's arm awkwardly with his knuckles.]

Sorry. Anyway, you came here for the quest, right?

[ He looks at the spot where Prompto's knuckles have connected with him, puzzled by the gesture but nodding anyway at the question posed. He supposes the 'puppy' is still on the table. ]

Yes, that is true. It would be best to start on it, I guess.

📷 [Quest Catch-all/Open Log] Let's get together, yeah yeah yeah

OPEN/QUEST 49 FOR NOCTIS - HARBOR

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QUEST 48 FOR SINISTRA - BLUOHAUS

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