Open | Found myself in a strange new place

[this_loser]

Who: Prompto and OTA
What: Exploration
When: First few days after arrival
Where: Hotel, Power Plant, elsewhere
Warnings: None



[ Hotel ]

[Prompto's no stranger to new planets. He'd like to say he's something of an expert! Though usually, the places he'd ended up while on the fleet were more populated and put together.

He's also missing his gun, his camera. The dogs are nowhere to be seen. He's not sure if anyone he knows is also here. There's one face in particular he's searching for, but so far no luck.

The hotel is a good congregation point. It's large, it's obvious, it's usable. The perfect place for people looking for shelter.

So that's where he starts, picking his way up the floors, poking in rooms, and searching for anything (or anyone) useful.]

[ Power Plant ]

[The state of the overgrown path is almost enough to turn him away. Sure, he's explored plenty of mysterious and terrifying places. But he's usually armed, and not usually not alone.

The little squirrel things, though? So cute. He makes an aborted grab for his camera before remembering it's not with him.

Curiosity wins over commom sense, and he carefully makes his way to the prize at the end. A power plant. Given the state of everything else, he doesn't expect to find much.

Instead he finds the greatest thing of all. Power tools! Too bad they don't work.]

[ Elsewhere/Wildcard ]

[He can also be found in or around the town square, exploring and getting a feel for the new setting. You might even catch him framing something up with his fingers, imagining the photo that could have been.]

[Got your own ideas, go for it.]

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Hotel

[tempredmental]

[Keith was exploring one of the rooms, trying to decide if it was usable, when he heard the door open behind him. He turned back, alert, wary...]

Hey, this one's al-... Prompto?

[Oh, man... so good to see another familiar face!!]

[this_loser]

Keith! Oh, thank all the gods.

[He takes that as an invitation to march right in, relief written all over his face.]

Have... Is there anyone else?

[tempredmental]

[Keith looked relieved as well, smiling a bit. He nodded.]

Lance is here, as well as some other people from the Fleet. Noctis, Ignis, Sansa... Uh... Kitty... Hux. Some others that I remember from the Fleet, but I don't really know them all that well.

That's all I've seen so far.

[Which meant... no Kaname. Keith furrowed his brow in a sympathetic look.]

Sorry.

[this_loser]

Nah. It's ... it's okay.

[She was better off going home. She deserved to have her friends and her family, and to sing to whole galaxies.]

Sounds like they grabbed a bunch of us, though. Think that was on purpose?

[tempredmental]

[Keith managed a weak smile and then shrugged a bit.]

Not sure. I mean, it could be that they did whatever it was to pull everyone here at the right time that it caught anyone attempting to go home, but also... not everyone was when they were pulled over.

Maybe because we were all already kind of displaced, it just made us easier to get?

[this_loser]

Maybe...

[And given the state of things here, well...]

I don't think we're going to get an answer any time soon.

[tempredmental]

Yeah. But, until then, we'll have to make the best of it. According to that information we were given, we're supposed to help them rebuild this place. Though, honestly, it feels like they're making us do all the work for them.

[Keith crossed his arms. It was a weird sensitive point for him, having just been living a life of freeing people being oppressed and used by a power hungry alien empire...]

[this_loser]

Yeah. I noticed that too.

[He didn't really have a point of reference, except to feel indignant at the thought of being used to clean up someone else's mess.]

But if we're going to be stuck here, we'll need to make it livable anyway.

[tempredmental]

Yeah.

[Keith huffed a small sigh.]

They kind of have over a barrel here, don't they?

Have you figured out a place to stay, yet?

[this_loser]

[A murmur of agreement, and then a shrug.]

Hotel looks as good as any other place around here. Never thought I'd miss those crappy beds on the ship.

[tempredmental]

Heh, yeah. I guess a crappy bed is better than no bed. Though, sometimes the floor can be more comfortable if a mattress or bed is bad enough.

[Keith shrugged as well.]

I was just cleaning up a bit in here. Lance and I were thinking of claiming this room. I think the one next door isn't too bad and hasn't been taken, yet.

Hotel

[waywardking]

[If it makes Prompto feel better, Noctis is familiar, and has also brought dogs!

He wasn't trying to find the hotel, he just kind of ended up there. It's a little weird and unnerving to be wandering around a planet that's apparently mostly devoid of people...or anything, really, after all the ones he's visited were inhabited. Even the Marsiva, for all that it was also devoid of most life, it still had working facilities and constant mechanical noise of some sort. Here, not much.

At least he can trust Umbra and Pryna to stay by his side, though it's clear that they both really want to explore a bit further from his slow-moving self.]

Wonder what this building is.

[Whatever it is, it's got stairs, and they seem relatively sturdy, as he hasn't put his foot or cane through any of them. He nearly trips over one when one of the dogs--Pryna, he thinks--suddenly barks and takes off somewhere.]

Don't run off! Neither of us know what's up there!

[this_loser]

[Up ahead, he may hear a startled shout followed by an excited cheer and lots of babbling.]

Did you come alone, girl? Where's Umbra?

[And then running feet that come to an abrupt halt.]

Noctis? Holy shit, you too.

[waywardking]

[Oh good, she's gone after a familiar something. He immediately relaxes, even grinning a little, when he hears Prompto greet the dog, and heads in the direction of his voice.]

Prompto?

He doesn't have to go far, because apparently Prompto had the same idea, and as soon as his friend's footsteps stop, Noctis is reaching out with his cane to give him a light smack on the leg.]

Good to see you. Has anyone else shown up?

[From the Fleet, from home, anywhere.]

[this_loser]

Ow.

[The cane meeting his leg didn't hurt. He's smiling ear to ear, and relieved.]

I ran into Keith. He says there's a few others from the Fleet here as well. He mentioned Ignis, but I'm still looking.

[waywardking]

I didn't hit you that hard.

[Did he hit a bruise or something? He's momentarily worried, but Prompto's footsteps didn't seem to indicate a limp, so he's assuming that's not the case.]

Don't remember who Keith is. I can't vouch for Ignis, either, since I haven't run into him, and you're the first person the dogs have gone after so far.

[this_loser]

Just playing.

[He pulls out a short laugh. He's a little banged up, but nothing that won't heal in a day or two. It was like he flashed back to his world just long enough to reset, and then he was off to somewhere else.]

There's a lot of places a person can be around here, and I don't know how many of us are here. No communicators either. I wonder if going to the roof and shouting will work.

[waywardking]

[Well, that gets a light jab with the cane. You.]

I don't see anything wrong with that plan.

[Aside from maybe attracting anything they didn't want to attract, whether hostile or just unwelcome. But that's not something they couldn't deal with when it came to it.]

What is this building, anyway? It's overgrown with something and has stairs, but that's all I can tell.

[this_loser]

[He's tempted to make a big deal out of that poke, but he's sure throwing himself down in dramatic fashion won't have the desired effect.]

Near as I can figure, some kind of hotel? There's rooms with bed frames and attached bathrooms. Not great, but ... Well, maybe manageable. Haven't found anything better yet.

Elsewhere, town square

[the_tailor]

[While the number one person he was praying to be here thankfully is, Lance hadn't yet come across any of his other friends from the fleet. Even if it means that they must be safe back in their own worlds, it does send a pang of loneliness through him. He'd never been great when it came to sudden losses of people he cared about.

It's why, when he sees an all too familiar ruffled blond haircut in the town square, a large grin breaks out on his face. Lance starts running towards the man, waving.]

Promptoooooooo!