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lord commander jon snow ([personal profile] 998) wrote2019-03-07 04:04 pm
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forcevisions: (but i just wanna see the grooves)

[personal profile] forcevisions 2019-04-28 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
Don't worry, I took what they gave me. It's nothing serious.
forcevisions: (to the pitch black streets)

[personal profile] forcevisions 2019-04-29 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
You're very kind.
But I feel bad enough that I came all this way and can't help for a few days. :( I'd feel worse if you took any more time away from offering relief just to worry about me.
forcevisions: (always talkin bout what he wants)

[personal profile] forcevisions 2019-04-29 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
I don't mind the seaweed. But I won't say no to noodles. I'll pay you back when you get here.
mercurio: ❥famira (018)

@prom.argentum

[personal profile] mercurio 2019-05-08 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
you back from new tokyo already?

[perhaps beating the feeling of loneliness and self-deprecating thoughts towards oneself means throwing himself to as many people online as possible. when noctis left, at least he had ignis to accompany his misery. now, the only one left of the small group loyal to the king of lucis, it's a lot harder to digest.]

[and it's like experiencing it—noctis leaving, too—all over again]
mercurio: ❥ponponpon (156)

[personal profile] mercurio 2019-05-08 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
[not all blonds are cute!!]

yeah, made it back before the last train
been kinda hard to work on the time difference tired
so just been taking the past two days off from work
mercurio: ❥mercurio (325)

[personal profile] mercurio 2019-05-08 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
dude, never been better

[that's fake]

trying to keep busy in my free time
which is kinda lame
i should just go back to work
but meh
mercurio: ❥famira (277)

[personal profile] mercurio 2019-05-08 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
fine, since you insist so much

[he's joking... but this implies effort of showering and putting on fresh clothes and slapping a smile on his face.]

where's the bar? until when do you work anyway?
gotta get outta bed and can't promise how long that'll take lol
mercurio: ❥famira (171)

[personal profile] mercurio 2019-05-09 11:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[prompto sends a message that confirms he'll be there at one point within the next two hours--if only to give himself the opportunity to really take his time getting ready and presentable as a human being, but taking away any meandering idea of bailing altogether. a time limit is essential, thus.]

[when he arrives at the tulip bar (he's never been here before), he squeezes through a crowd at the front door and looks around, looking a little lost. he's dressed in casual attire, hoping that it blends in just fine with a bar of this sort.]

[it takes him a few minutes to recognize jon snow, but he forces a smile despite himself and heads on over to the counter, sitting on a stool and leaning heavy on his elbow.]


Hey, Jon Snow!
mercurio: ❥ponponpon (262)

[personal profile] mercurio 2019-05-10 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
[he looks up at the menu after jon points at it, tapping his foot while reading through it. he really has no clue what any of these are, and he's never quite been someone to venture much into bars in the first place.]

[he gets the impression that dark means stronger taste whereas the light ones are softer.]

[still looking up, he leans forward a bit more to be heard over the crowd.]


Something... light, maybe? [his eyes frame towards jon's face, questioning] Just something that isn't too strong!
mercurio: ❥famira (062)

[personal profile] mercurio 2019-05-10 12:24 am (UTC)(link)
Thanks- uh... how much does this cost...?

[he takes the glass from jon, bringing it close to his mouth but apparently not convinced about tasting it just yet. the question comes as a distraction from the fact, but not from what he's trying to run away from.]

[he makes a face.]

I didn't mind the snow in New Tokyo too much. It-- could be better circumstances, I guess?

[it's a little vague, but for as much as prompto is trying to keep it cool, a heavy sigh escapes him, and it looks like there's something bothering him.]
mercurio: ❥livebites (090)

[personal profile] mercurio 2019-05-10 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
[eyebrow raised, he takes the lemon wedge and gives it a bit of a squeeze... before dumping it into his beer? is he supposed to do that? he isn't too particular about the customs and traditions of beer drinking.]

[the taste is only a bit brighter, if anything, but it's not something he would complain about.]


[he shakes his head at first, but then his mouth twists, changing his mind. the glass is set down, leaning back on his arms, hands on opposing elbows.]

My friends from home aren't here anymore. [there's a crease of his brows, like he's trying to not be upset about it.] Found out when I got back.
mercurio: ❥ponponpon (042)

[personal profile] mercurio 2019-05-12 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
It's okay.

[it's not okay, but prompto has to keep telling himself that so that he doesn't go to a bad place of self-deprecation and loathing his own set of circumstances.]

[his eyes settle on his hands as his head lowers.]


Like you said, there's people here who care about me. I just gotta remember that.

[obviously, it's not so easy to put into practice.]
mercurio: ❥mercurio (093)

[personal profile] mercurio 2019-05-12 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
[there's— some of that feeling which pushes through the empathy bond, journeying from his hand to his chest, alight in the blue glow. the sadness that comes from harboring those one holds close even if they're gone.]

[it might be a little too much for prompto, who— slightly abruptly —takes his hand back. he uses it to rub at his eyes, a helplessly loud sniffle as he picks up his slouch and straightens his back.]


It's suspicious if our chest are all glow-y and stuff.

[he frowns; he's not used to physical touch nor comfort, and he's obviously very paranoid about the whole being displaced situation. sure has been here for a couple of months.]

Sorry. [is what's muttered, instead, biting down the inside of his cheek.] It's not like they're dead. I need to get a grip.

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