if you're feeling dead i'll be your reanimator

[whichcraft]

WHO: Summer and YOU!
WHAT: All over Chroma!
WHERE: Various times in the month of October!
WHEN: Catch-all prompts for the month of October, some open, some closed! See below for links to open top-levels.
WARNINGS: Will be marked in their individual threads!


QUEST 29 (SKELETON WAR) — OTA! | QUEST 30 (TRICK OR TREATING) — OTA!

Comments

[photoshooter]

Whoa!

[Were Prompto not already flat on his ass, the explosive force would blast him off his feet for sure. As it is, he shields himself again from the searing heat and light--(ten years from now, maybe it'll feel familiar, crouched all together in a bunch to protect their King from the flames)--rolls, and scrambles to his feet, dropping his machine gun back into the Armiger so he can run like the dickens.]

Whoa!

[He whoops it again, louder, directing it up to her.]

Girl, you're on fire! Not literally. But everything else is! Literally!

[Prompto spares one look back over his shoulder before he reaches the hunting blind and clambers up, panting and a little sooty and grinning.]

Maybe we didn't even need this. Though I guess the fire could bring more, maybe, and we can just chill. [He pauses and tilts his head.] Unless you're tired? That was a pretty big boom.

[whichcraft]

I know, right?!

[She flexes her fingers a little bit as Prompto comes climbing up next to her, like the movement is helping with keeping the magic at the ready in her fingers. It's not, of course, and it would be silly to assume otherwise, but it's not like she really knows how her magic works on a fundamental level, and sometimes it's just about doing the little things that will make her feel better, in the end.]

I'm okay. I can usually drop a couple of those before I get too worn out. They're big and flashy, but not really all that complicated.

[Even so, she's opening up the front of her cloak and throwing one of the folds around his shoulders, which is either the equivalent of being cute and sharing a scarf, or just her paranoia talking as she tries to help keep him a little bit more hidden from enemy view.]

[photoshooter]

[He smiles, ducks his head and lets some fire-unrelated warmth rise to his face, and then scoots obligingly closer. It's big, but it wasn't meant for two people to wear at once--or maybe it was, but only like this. Close. Nestled together for sharing secrets; or being, themselves, the secrets shared.]

Okay. I can pick 'em off from here on. Unless a bunch suddenly come, and then Hot Stuff Kabooms can be our last getaway move.

[Nothing's coming yet, though, so what he pulls from the Armiger isn't his sniper rifle. They smell warm and buttery, in fact, and he hands one to Summer.]

Corn on the cob? Too bad no one's found any corn that'll pop yet. That'd be perfect right now.

[whichcraft]

...You literally just keep hot buttered corn in your magic closet.

[You butter believe she's going to take that and tuck into it, though, because hot damn.]

You're sure we couldn't just explode one of these and get popcorn? ...I don't know how popcorn works when you're not buying it from the store.

[photoshooter]

[Hnomf nomf nomf. Bless Iggy Scientia, the Armiger's infinite storage, and whatever ancient genius invented butter.]

I'm pretty sure that's not how it works? Though I mean, we only tried it with fire once and not with exploding. Only got really bad burnt corn for it, and Iggy wouldn't let us eat it.