#temnolev

[missingflame]

@temnolev || RP AD

Making small talk is the best way to know the people.

One never knows when they may need help, and the neighbor might be the only person around, and there is so much to know about a place by the people who inhabit it. Ignis knows that much, knows that he will have to trust words much more than usual. 

"I've heard it's odd, this city." He starts, tentatively, as they both wait for a train "I cannot attest so much to the sentiment quite yet, but it does feel out of place. Doesn't it?"

[stxrshell]

“Hey Prompto,” he calls out to the blond, a gift held out wrapped in gold paper with a white ribbon. “Happy holidays. We didn’t really have the best first meeting, but that doesn’t matter right? Got you something so enjoy it.” Within the box are a pair of fingerless leather gloves a simple leather-bound notebook.

[ ★ ] “pfft, that’s putting it mildly! but yeah, it’s… all… good…?” he trails off at the sight of the wrapped box, mouth agape. sure, he’s already received a couple presents by now, but that doesn’t make it any easier for him to handle it!

for a few awkward seconds, prompto’s eyes flutter back and forth between yuri and the present before he finally takes it, stuck in an astounded silence as he unwraps the paper (pretty messily, might i add). “omg… these are… amazing! h-hold on, hold on!” he interrupts himself to exchange his old gloves for the new pair, flexing his fingers as he holds them out for the taller man to see. “and whaddya know? they fit like a glove! heheh.”

and yeah, he’s got a bright grin and blushies adorning his face too. but how could he not, y’know?

[stxrshell]

@temnolev​ || ❤’d for a starter

[ ★ ] getting into fights with random people is always the last thing on prompto’s to-do list! he knows how to use a gun, yeah, but close-combat is definitely not one of his strengths (and he’d rather not use a weapon on regular people, thanks). too bad none of that seems to matter when you accidentally knock a big, angry guy’s glass over in a bar! who would’a thunk!?

“gah! i’m sorry! i didn’t do it on purpose, i swear! we cool?” all he gets is a knuckle crack in response, “okay, so we’re not cool! we’re not cool!”

the big guy’s blocking the front entrance, so prompto makes his way further into the establishment with a loud yelp, hoping for, well, he’s not exactly sure what yet! anything would be nice, honestly!

“somebody heeeelp!”

[tsukibime-blog]

"Hey, you're the one that opened the new dojo right? And you're hiring?" A grin. "I want in. Sword instructor obviously. I'm Yuri. Yuri Lowell. Former knight and current guildsman, but I've been wielding a sword ever since I was young. Might as well teach some people to defend themselves, you know?"

❝ How gallant. I would be happy to have you as a sword instructor, Lowell-dono. I am Souma Kanzaki, fufun, I too have wielded a blade since I was young. Follow me. I shall get the paperwork sorted as well as tea and snacks! ❞