Cape Caem; Cleigne; Eos. Friday [06/10 FT].

There had been a day for Holly to process the mithryl, and, once returned to Cape Caem, a little more time for the final repairs to be done to the boat, days that seemed to stretch out with a certain undeniable tension to them. After all, at this point, considering how much had already happened, the chocobros were convinced that anything could happen. And this late in the game, anything that could happen was likely to set them back even further than they already were.

But, thankfully, nothing did happen. At least, when it came to their plans, it was a good thing, but it was less encouraging when nothing was happening with the communicator, despite Prompto's continued tinkering with it. He'd even gained a helper in Talcott, although, really, all the boy did was prattle on with various stories, mostly about his grandfather, but Prompto appreciated the company. He liked the kid a lot, even if it did make him feel an uncomfortable twist in his chest over the fact that all those wholesome little musings of him and Liz settling down and starting their own family were quickly starting to feel like hopeless dreams.

( But then the boat was ready… )

Talcott's call, in particular, reached them the strongest. "Your Majesty!"

"What's up?" Noctis called back, with a faint grin on his face.

"Please!" Talcott shouted. "Come back soon! We need our king!"

Maybe it was the fact that they were finally on their way. Maybe it was the hope and confidence that the people around him had instilled in him. Maybe it was just the brothers at his side and the feeling that not all was lost after all, that Lucis still lived on, and they weren't giving it up without a fight. But Noctis nearly laughed as her shouted out his response, "Yeah! Count on it!"

[[ standard terms and services apply, swiped from Final Fantasy XV Chapter 8 - Seaworthy

Also I know what day it is. ]]

The Leville; Altissia; Accordo; Eos; Friday Evening [06/10 FT].

Twilight fell over the city of Altissia, and it was one of the most beautiful things Prompto thought he had ever seen…and also one of the most lonely. The last two few days hadn't been easy, though, of course, he did all he could to make sure it didn't show. But all that idle time waiting for the boat, and then the long journey across the ocean to Altissia itself…a communicator that didn't work…a phone that still wouldn't connect…the only known portals off this world either under Niflheim control or just simply destroyed…all that was left for him to do was just…think.

And his thoughts, right now, were anything but comforting, as he leaned against the railing of the balcony of the Altissian branch of the Leville, looking out over the Walls of Water, the star-streaked night sky, the canals and the incredible architecture, the bursts of flowers and colors everywhere, and the music still filling the streets.

( It's a photographer's dream.... )

And Prompto pulled out his phone, and began to type:

So we finally made it to Altissia! It's even more beautiful than I could have even imagined. You'd absolutely love it. Gods, I wish you were here….

Several minutes and probably hundreds of words later, he drew in a breath as his thumb hovered over the send button and finally pressed it. Was met with the same blinking dots that still sat tauntingly after every other message he'd tried to send so far. He breathed out a sigh and looked up to the sky again, before finally turning to join the others in the room, the laugh bubbling out of him almost as soon as he crossed the threshold.

"Oh, man." Bright, bubbly, never-let-'em-get-you down Prompto Argentum, back in full force, firing off positivity like he fired off bullets. "You guys have got to see this shot of Gladio in the gondola….instant classic!"



[[ OH BOY, Altissia hits a little different these days, let me tell ya!! NFB, NFI, OOC is love because this is almost all original content, baybeeeee, save for various snippets of events and dialogue from Final Fantasy XV Chapter 9 "Callings." ]]