el nysa ic inbox;

[diplomatie]

[ Feel free to contact Alphinaud here! Try to specify date and type (video, voice, etc). ]

Comments

text - un: maxwell

[braidedwonder]

Listen Yuy - my list of demands is clear :

1. Chicken wings - (hot, don't be a baby about it)
2. Pizza with an entire pepperoni (full size, don't get smart) on it
3. EXTRA. CHEESE.

If they can bring all of us through to sleep in tubes why is it so ridiculous to ask for food from home? I mean really. Give a man a break here I'm still recovering from some Shaman bullshit, all I ask for is some pizza and wings in return.

[diplomatie]

[ What on earth did he just receive?? ]

I beg your pardon? I am not familiar with any "Yuy", nor can I do aught about your demands.

[ ... Is all he plans to say at first, but then another message comes right after it. ]

Is food truly the only thing on your list?

[ IT'S A LITTLE BAFFLING, OKAY. He doesn't even know what half that stuff is. ]

[braidedwonder]

My usual pizzeria order, apparently. Meant to send that to Heero but I guess it.. went somewhere else?

IDK man I'm also half asleep.

.. It's not. But the other thing they may not want me to have.

[diplomatie]

[ His usual what order? ]

Mayhap you should be sleeping rather than sending strange messages to people.

And might I ask what that is?

un: chocobro / 4/1 i'm so sorry about this

[punshots]

roses are red
violets are blue
when your leg's all healed up
i'm going down on you

[ good... morning...... ]

mother of god

[diplomatie]

[ He wishes he had frozen to death.

And he takes a good few minutes to process this message before he can even bring himself to respond. He does his best to try to think of other meanings it could have, but there is very clearly only one meaning to this. ]

How kind of you to give my sister incentive to recover quickly.

[ He's trying to take this gracefully. He's trying so hard. It's a goddamn godsend that this conversation isn't in person. All he can do is respond with sarcasm but all he would rather do is scrub his eyes.

Does he really have to suffer through being mixed up with his sister even in text though?? Would it kill you to double check the person you're sending this to, bro?? ]

this is the worst thing i've ever done also 1/???

[punshots]

[ wait

wait















wait ]

[punshots]

[ that is

not Alisaie ]

[punshots]

[ he sent this to the wrong twin??? he sent it in the same thread as his last message to her, how... ]

[punshots]

[ W A I T ]

[punshots]

[ he sent

THIS

to the wrong twin???? ]

[punshots]

[ oh gods

oh gods, what has he done ]

[punshots]

[ goodbye forever, prompto has to go now, is there such a thing as voluntarily committing yourself to stasis, may the natha have mercy on his soul ]

[punshots]

[ but before he forces himself into exile, he has to face Alphinaud, he can't JUST LEAVE THIS AS HIS LAST MESSAGE TO HIM HOW DID HE SEXT THE WRONG TWIN OH GODS

prompto is no stranger to making an idiot of himself but tHIS IS THE WORST THING HE HAS EVER DONE ]

[punshots]

um
hey

[ THINK FASTER ]

and done c:

[punshots]

oh hahaha oops!!
sent that to the wrong person my b
btw that definitely
DEFINITELY
doesnt mean what you think it means
its about dancing!
nothing
sexy
lol just another one of my wacky modern sayings you know???
sorry!!!

[ please let him die ]

prompto holy shit

[diplomatie]

[ He finds it incredibly difficult to believe Prompto knows how to dance. He's also never heard that term in reference to dancing and he doubts Prompto has slang to refer to dancing of all things. ]

Well I should hope you plan your "dance" accordingly so that I might be out of the house when it happens.

[ HE'S NOT BELIEVING YOUR EXCUSE AND ALSO THIS IS GROSS, DUDE. ]

misfire, un: flashgoddess; what's the point of this after prompto's misfire tho, tbh

[catfident]

hey are you ready for your cake

prompto ruined his life he needs yoruichi's cake tbh

[diplomatie]

[ Who even is this?? ]

I am if you could kindly explain what it is I am receiving it for.

1/2 i looked up and it got worse, rip alphinaud

[catfident]

have you forgotten already
there really is nothing but fluff between those furry ears of yours

[ congrats, alphinaud's a furry now ]

2/2

[catfident]

[ but she'll be nice and explain ]

for the eggplant competition we're no longer having

it can honestly only go downhill

[diplomatie]

[ Way to make him weirdly confused and self conscious, Yoruichi. Luckily she can't see it, but he definitely touches his ears at that. They're ... not furry ...? He's not a Miqo'te ... They're just big ... All Elezen are like this ...

But okay now he's confused about two foods. ]

I beg your pardon? Is this your way of telling me I need a hair cut? I can find no other reason why you might deem my ears "furry". [ Not like he's gotten it cut since he arrived here, after all. Maybe it's overgrown and is creating the illusion of them being furry??? He's so confused, dear gods. ]

And I have no recollection of ever joining an eggplant competition. I've no experience with gardening. Are you quite certain of this?

[ He would probably fail miserably at it, honestly. ]

after popsicle funtimes

[adelphoi]

[ by the time prompto is able to ferry her back to their home in wyver, it is late in the night - very late, late enough that she does not want to wake her brother. let him rest. he has waited this long, he can wait 'til morning.

but she finds that sleep does not come easy to her. she is restless from her long, icy sleep, disconcerted by how long she was away, by how easy it is for any one of them to be whisked away to the pods at a moment's notice. no amount of strength or willpower can fend it off, should it come upon them. her thoughts are tangled, and for all her own bed feels lovely, she cannot stave off the chill in her bones that she cannot seem to chase away.

and so after several long hours spent awake, listening to prompto's easy, gentle breathing, she slips out of bed and makes for the common room (though not before leaving a post-it note slapped to prompto's forehead to tell him where she's gone, lest he wake in a panic). she sits on the sofa in silence, wrapped up in a thick blanket, peo trotting up to hop onto the couch and curl in the crook of her knees. here, at least, she can greet her brother when he wakes. no doubt he has been worried sick, as she had been all those months before, when she arrived on el nysa alone and bereft.

of course, by the time the sun begins to peer over the horizon, she begins to doze, her head dropping onto the arm of the sofa, the blanket still tight around her body to ward off the impossibly stubborn cold, lulled at last by the drone of insects and the calls of early morning birds. ]

mmm popsicles ....

[diplomatie]

[ Alphinaud still wakes up relatively early — despite all his exhaustion, he can't much change his usual sleep patterns. So it's not too long after the sun's come up that he stumbles sleepily out of his room, initially moving toward the kitchen before he notices a familiar hair color visible on the couch.

He stops in his tracks, staring at it for a few moments, emotions rushing through him, before he makes a beeline for the couch, almost immediately kneeling down and placing his hands on her shoulders. ]

Alisaie!

[ Sure, she's asleep and all, but he's got to check on her and make sure she's all right. This is the first time he's seen her in so long, after all!!! ]

[adelphoi]

[ for all that alisaie was once in her life a deep sleeper, she wakes quickly now, with a start, at the sound of her brother's voice so near. morning sunlight is slanting over the floor, bathing the room in pale pink and orange, but the room is still dim, and she must blink the sleep from her eyes several times before she's somewhat aware again.

right. the common room. a soft blanket. peo warm behind her legs, his head heavy on her knee. and now, alphinaud.

a weary smile cracks her mouth, and she looses one hand from the blanket to rub at her itchy eyes, her voice still rough from weeks of disuse. ]

Good morning..