[Jaunt] [Week 2 Start] The Reason why Prompto Makes Bad Decisions

[keepcalmcookon]

[Tense, too busy thinking to be afraid.]

This is Ignis Scientia, on Mars. What the bloody hell is going on--are we under attack?! Someone report!

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[keepcalmcookon]

No you are not!

[Sharp, hard, even if Prompto likely won't listen.]

[cameracoded]

-=totally not listening=-

It's fine! Got a plan! Been thinking about it all week it's fine!

[keepcalmcookon]

[... An entire week of thinking about this.]

Prompto, reconsider. This is dangerous, and you likely will never be let near me!

[cameracoded]

You don't know that! We just gotta work out how we know each other.

Besides, I'm the only one like me here too!

[keepcalmcookon]

[Okay getting Ignis thinking is one way to calm him down, because it's impossible to do both of these things at once. He's still irritated but if there's some cover story he can come up with. And it helps that Prompto is the only one of his kind, whatever it is.

Of course, it also helps that there's a significant delay as Ignis gets himself settled somewhere in Liminal Space. That only gives him more time to think.]

... We somehow managed to talk through interstellar communications, perhaps. And eventually you defected because of our friendship. At least I won't need to recognize you on sight. Is your voice the same?

[cameracoded]

Mostly?

-=he thinks so anyway=-

I mean I could explain what I look like, friends would probably do that. Especially alien friends!

-=if friendship is even a believable reason for defection in this universe, who knows=-

[keepcalmcookon]

As long as it's close enough, that's all that matters.

[Good enough for him.]

How would you describe yourself? [Ignis wants to hear it; it should lighten his mood, give him a focus.]

[cameracoded]

My eyes are the same? But my skin matches purpley and my hair is anemone noodles that float around and do whatever the hell they want half the time.

[keepcalmcookon]

Anemone noodles. [He hopes they aren't full of poison like normal anemones.] How long are they?

[cameracoded]

-=he hasn't even thought of that. likely because he doesn't know anemones are poisonous=-

Uh... If I force them straight they get past my shoulder blades.

[keepcalmcookon]

[They should just be glad they never came across any anemone daemons.]

Quite long, then. And not dead cells like human hair but extensions of your body. Do they have nerves and blood vessels?

[cameracoded]

Sure do! Learned that the hard way.

-=are there deep sea daemons? there are probably A LOT of deep sea daemons. No sun down there=-

[keepcalmcookon]

Let's keep that sort of discovery as a case study instead of repeating that experiment, shall we? My studies never covered first aid for living tentacle hair.

[cameracoded]

Pro-tip. Don't stand too close to closing doors when your hair likes to go places on it's own.

[keepcalmcookon]

... You have my deepest sympathies.

[Sudden inexplicable pain and then blood is not the best way to find out something on your body can feel.]