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( picture prompt meme )

the picture prompt meme

I — Comment with your character.
II — Others will leave a picture (or two, or three...)
III — Reply to them with a setting based on the picture.
IV — Link to any pictures that are NSFW, please.
V — Be aware that this meme will be image-heavy.

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(( one w/ a little bit of two? let me know if you need anything changed ))

[ It's early. Too early but then anything before noon felt too early to Noctis. But the air still has that little bit of coolness to it, that little bit of dampness. That feel of early. But Ignis and Gladio hadn't exactly been quiet when they'd left the tent at the crack of dawn to do - something. The what had been rattled off while Noctis was still half asleep so he was a bit fuzzy on the details. He was, however, less fuzzy on the and I would hope you two would be up and ready to go by the time we get back part of it all though.

So he's up. But ready is lacking. And he rubs at his eyes groggily as the light spills into the tent. His arms stretch up and it's then that he notices Prompto across the tent. The medical kit open in front of him and his hand clumsily trying to deal with the bandage on the other one.

Noctis presses his lips together. He stands as much as the tent allows and moves over to Prompto. Wordlessly he sinks down in front of him, crossing his legs under himself. He's quiet. Subdued really, which was a good word for Noctis since the injury had happened. Since he had watched, white as a ghost, while Ignis literally stitched the skin on Prompto's palm back together a few days prior. ]

Here... let me -

[ He gently takes Prompto's hand in his, fingers curling around his wrist and there's an unreadable expression on his face as he tugs at the dressing. And it's gentle, so gentle, as he starts to remove it. ]

[ Prompto offers Noct a half smile. It lacks the usual Prompto vim and verve though. In fact Prompto's whole energy has been somewhat lacking since the incident. There isn't even a joke about Noct being Sleeping Beauty.

Honestly, it could have happened to any of them. A single misjudged move left his palm gaping open. Of course Prompto's self-depreciating and self-loathing mind decides to focus on the fact that it was him. That he is the weak link of the group. The loser. ]

Thanks... [ His voice is quiet. Far too quiet for Mr Has No Indoor Voice. He feels deflated. And he's in a lot of pain, despite insisting to the group that he's totally fine and totally doesn't need curatives. He doesn't want to be the one that uses all the supplies and forces them to use their hard earned gil to replenish the stocks. It's also why he hasn't asked for an antidote despite there probably being some poison in his system.

Keep smiling, he tells himself. Keep smiling and don't let them see. Conceal, don't feel, Prompto. ]

[ While Noctis isn't exactly the same kind of kinetic force as Prompto, he's been quiet even for him since the incident. Uncertain and withdrawn. Feeling guilty for the fact Prompto was really only there because of him, and now he was hurt. Noctis forces the thoughts from his mind as he sets the old dressing down. He works at cleaning and putting the proper cream on the stitches. He gently turns Prompto's hand a little, taking in how the wound is healing. ]

Looks like it's healing up okay.

[ He offers Prompto a tight smile, and maybe his hand lingers on Prompto's a little longer than it should before he moves to pick up the gauze. He starts to wrap it around Prompto's hand. ]

[ Prompto would crawl on his hands and knees across the length and breadth of Eos over broken glass if Noct asked it of him. His training might have focused on self defence but he would gladly lay his life down on the line to protect Noct. He'd even do the same to protect Ignis or Gladio. A gaping wound on his palm is a small price to pay to know they are safe and well. ]

Yeah? Iggy doesn't even think it'll leave much of a scar - as long as I don't pick at it and let it heal.

[ He tenses up slightly. Not because Noct's hold lingers - he can linger as long as he likes. But because his hand hurts so bad and he doesn't want to say so. ]

Guess I'll have to work harder on looking tough like Gladio... [ It's a weak attempt at humour but it's the best he's got right now. ]

[ He adheres the bandage and gives a small smile at the joke attempt. It's pretty weak by Prompto standards. But it's still an attempt. Noctis still remembers very vividly the night Gladio had gotten the large scar across his face. And while it had affected him, Noctis couldn't quite remember being this thrown, a thought which he tried not to linger on too long.

Noctis ducks his head a little with a shake and then looks up at Prompto. ]

Chicks dig scars was pretty much the only thing he said about that.

[ Noctis offers Prompto another tight smile. His fingers dance a little along the edge where Prompto’s skin meets the leather band. And then he seems to remember himself and pulls his hand away. ]

So there's that… if it does scar...

[ Prompto flinches again as Noct's fingers delve a little too close to his leather band. He tries to cover it up by reaching out his free hand to ruffle Noct's hair. Before admiring the handiwork of the bandage. ]

My hero, Noct.

[ He shoots Noctis a smile, it's almost - almost a bright Prompto smile, it lacks a certain sparkle. ]

Hey Noct? You think Cindy might notice me more if I had more scars?

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