barbecue.

[lostcompany]

[Night, and a campfire outside of town, in the lightly forested scrubland of the Neloi Flats. A good rendezvous point for a ragtag bunch of abductees; a point of interest for any stragglers, where fellow otherworlders can be found.

Just follow the smell of cooking meat. There's...there's a lot of it.

And while you're all feeding yourselves, there's a lot to talk about. For instance: who the fuck were the people that brought everyone here? What did they want? Who's interested in finding a way back home, and what's the best way to tackle that question? Where will everyone stay? How will everyone get along in this place?

All that and more, at the campfire.]



[[ooc: Meant to be a rapid-fire IC conversation kind of post, with rampant threadjacking, but do as ye will! Proper toplevels are welcome, as are new characters.]]

Comments

[photoshooter]

Yeah, uh, I was pretty well-contained there for a while... and I'm sure nobody would've wanted me, specifically.

[lostcompany]

Same.

[maximumest]

You're pretty good with a frying pan!

[That's not helping. and not at all why someone would summon someone else.]

[photoshooter]

...

That's the nicest thing anyone's ever said about me.

[maximumest]

[Broly gives Prompto a long, long level stare.

A note is made to say something nicer later.]

We'll have to find other things for you to be good at then.

[photoshooter]

I'm good at things! Just... not breaking out of prison-type things. Or... most things.

[maximumest]

That's not hard to teach. We just need to get your power level up. Don't worry about it for now, with everyone in one spot I don't think they'll be stupid enough to attack.

[lostcompany]

Same.

[maximumest]

[Frown.]

You too, then. Everyone can work on their power level.

[photoshooter]

Is this gonna be like when Gladio decided we all needed to protein up...?

[maximumest]

... Food's definitely PART of it.. but mostly it's just training. The more you put in the more you get out.

[photoshooter]

Oh no, it's even worse.

[maximumest]

It's not a lot of fun, besides the eating part. But once you're strong things like doors and locks aren't a danger anymore. Ever.

[photoshooter]

Iiii don't think I'd ever get strong enough to bust through steel chains, buddy.

[maximumest]

If tiny green aliens can do it, you can too. Of course a good way to fail is convince yourself things are impossible before you even try.

[photoshooter]

Man. You really should meet Gladio. I have a feeling you two would get along.

[lostcompany]

I'll say nice things at the funeral.

[photoshooter]

Tell them I was brave and strong and did my very best.

[lostcompany]

[touches his shoulder reassuringly]

[photoshooter]

[Clasps his hand. REMEMBER HIM AS HE WAS, YOUNG MAN.]

[n_octis]

[ wait what ]
Prompto.
[ What is he missing? ]

[photoshooter]

Hm? What? Is there meat on my face?

[He wipes at it. He didn't say anything weird, right?]

[n_octis]

...You were captured? [ He asks quietly. ] Is it-- something I forgot?

[ He's assuming he's forgetting things. ]

[photoshooter]

[Oh. He puts his hands down.]

I... um.

[He twists his hands in his lap.]

Let's talk about it later, okay? I--I don't think it's something you forgot. ['I don't think it's something you could forget,' he thinks.] But the point is, even besides that, whatever they were trying to summon was probably stronger than a normal human? Which I am, [he clarifies to the party at large.]

[n_octis]

[ A nod. He can understand - it might be sensitive. But he then rests his head against Prompto, as he eats. ]

And me. I'm a regular human, as well.

[ Stella looks like she has something to say. And she does - screw hiding she can talk. ] Even of different Stars, many regular beings have been summoned. Do any of us hold things similar? I cannot tell at this moment.