[Yeah dudes come on, if y'all are awake, Prompto's definitely awake. He's awake and he's hanging out downstairs and the window's open because it's a nice enough day, and. Uh. What the fuck, broskis?
Prompto sticks his head out the window, camera in his hands, looking up to see Noct, and back down to Ignis.]
...Did Iggy just fall off the roof?
[Snap! says the camera. In case anyone wanted to lie about this moment later.]
[Well, luckily for everyone concerned, it's not like Ignis hasn't taken falls from an equivalent or higher distance before; he's gotten more than enough MAXIMUM AIR from his sky drops with his lance to have at least a passing familiarity with the interplay of parabolic motion and gravity. Granted, it's a lot easier to deal with when he's intentionally doing it as opposed to just slipping and tumbling like a fool off the roof, but you know.
The good news is, he doesn't land badly enough to break anything, though he'll definitely have some scrapes and bruises from the impact. The fact that he winds up flat on the ground and unmoving is mostly due to the fact that he's trying to hold still and take stock of himself to ensure that nothing is grievously injured before he starts moving around.
But yeah, it sure does look like he just ate shit off a roof, that's for certain.]
I think his dignity just went to the big respawn point in the sky.
[Prompto's small enough to wiggle carefully out the window, at least. He hops his landing and trots over to Ignis's motionless form, crouching beside him to make sure he's not actually dead.]
Iggy? Still with us, buddy? How many fingers am I holding up?
[That cry definitely was loud enough to wake Bluohaus. Estelle shoves open one of the winbows, peeking outside with a baffled look on her face.]
'Ignis'? Was that Noctis I heard-- Oh!
[Hello boys, do you fancy some extra audience to this fiasco. No? You're getting it. Estelle has no idea what happened, and so the first words out of her mouth are--]
What the heck happened?
[Hmmmm--]
...Are you guys having a party down here or something?
[He says it slowly, like he's figuring something out, and ends up sitting back on his heels, glancing once again from Ignis, to Noct, to the roof. An idea's starting to take root, and Prompto looks at Noct once more. As he holds his gaze there, slowly--deliberately--taking all his sweet time, he tilts his head, eyebrows rising.
Flying kites. Yeah, he bets they were. But at the same time, he has to know: really? Really, really, guys? Is this happening? Can he be excited??? Oh em gee. O. M. G.
Prompto abruptly switches gears and leans down to try to see Ignis's face, because if he looks half as awksauce as Noct, he's going to flip!]
[Prompto Argentum you are playing with fire (which is always an appropriate figure of speech when referring to Ignis) by teasing the man who is responsible for preparing your food every day.]
I'm afraid this is just what I get for not minding my footing. First rule of...kite-flying.
[Noctis is not allowed to be the source of any lies, ever again, ever. "Kite-flying". Fuck.]
"Pride goes before a fall". In this case, quite literally.
[ Flustered, Noctis looks for assistance and there is none! But since he's pretty much crapped out such a shitty lie, there's little chance but to double down and hope someone puts him out of self-inflicted misery. ]
It was... a big kite?
[ He's shifting, before quickly deciding to deflect it. ] Uh -- Estelle, do we have any first aid kits? In case Iggy broke something? Prompto, is he bleeding anywhere?
[ He's so sorry, by the way. And Prompto, why are you like this.......... ]
Oh, a big kite. [Prompto nods sagely and shoots Estelle a long, meaningful Look.] That's what the kids are into these days.
[The hole Noct's digging for himself doesn't stop from getting deeper.
Iggy gets a once-over and then a kindly clap to the shoulder--if it's teasing, it's friendly teasing, a least. Prompto wouldn't kick a guy when he's literally down.]
Roll over for me, buddy, I can't see if you're dying like this. Do I need to get the stuff for cuts and scrapes and all?
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Prompto sticks his head out the window, camera in his hands, looking up to see Noct, and back down to Ignis.]
...Did Iggy just fall off the roof?
[Snap! says the camera. In case anyone wanted to lie about this moment later.]
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The good news is, he doesn't land badly enough to break anything, though he'll definitely have some scrapes and bruises from the impact. The fact that he winds up flat on the ground and unmoving is mostly due to the fact that he's trying to hold still and take stock of himself to ensure that nothing is grievously injured before he starts moving around.
But yeah, it sure does look like he just ate shit off a roof, that's for certain.]
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Uh... We were -- flying kites?
[ No one put Noctis in charge of doing spy things, because the man does not think well on his feet. There's no kite. Also, not a lot of wind. Um. ]
Is Iggy okay?
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[Prompto's small enough to wiggle carefully out the window, at least. He hops his landing and trots over to Ignis's motionless form, crouching beside him to make sure he's not actually dead.]
Iggy? Still with us, buddy? How many fingers am I holding up?
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[That's a little bit muffled on account of he's still, like. Facedown on the ground.]
Perhaps we should see about putting up a guardrail...
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'Ignis'? Was that Noctis I heard-- Oh!
[Hello boys, do you fancy some extra audience to this fiasco. No? You're getting it. Estelle has no idea what happened, and so the first words out of her mouth are--]
What the heck happened?
[Hmmmm--]
...Are you guys having a party down here or something?
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He spots Estelle, too, and he swears the flush on his cheeks is never going to go away. ]
No, um. It was an accident?
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[He says it slowly, like he's figuring something out, and ends up sitting back on his heels, glancing once again from Ignis, to Noct, to the roof. An idea's starting to take root, and Prompto looks at Noct once more. As he holds his gaze there, slowly--deliberately--taking all his sweet time, he tilts his head, eyebrows rising.
Flying kites. Yeah, he bets they were. But at the same time, he has to know: really? Really, really, guys? Is this happening? Can he be excited??? Oh em gee. O. M. G.
Prompto abruptly switches gears and leans down to try to see Ignis's face, because if he looks half as awksauce as Noct, he's going to flip!]
Fell pretty hard, huh, Iggy?
[hee hee hee hee hee hee.]
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I'm afraid this is just what I get for not minding my footing. First rule of...kite-flying.
[Noctis is not allowed to be the source of any lies, ever again, ever. "Kite-flying". Fuck.]
"Pride goes before a fall". In this case, quite literally.
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[she glances between Noctis, Prompto and Ignis, brows furrowed. Estelle doesn’t quiet get it yet, but they were most definitely not flying kites.
Noctis looked kinda flushed, though, now that her eyes were adjusting to the darkness.]
.....Yeaaaah, I don’t buy that by a long shot, guys. ‘Fess up, will you? You’re blushing, you know.
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[ Flustered, Noctis looks for assistance and there is none! But since he's pretty much crapped out such a shitty lie, there's little chance but to double down and hope someone puts him out of self-inflicted misery. ]
It was... a big kite?
[ He's shifting, before quickly deciding to deflect it. ] Uh -- Estelle, do we have any first aid kits? In case Iggy broke something? Prompto, is he bleeding anywhere?
[ He's so sorry, by the way. And Prompto, why are you like this.......... ]
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[The hole Noct's digging for himself doesn't stop from getting deeper.
Iggy gets a once-over and then a kindly clap to the shoulder--if it's teasing, it's friendly teasing, a least. Prompto wouldn't kick a guy when he's literally down.]
Roll over for me, buddy, I can't see if you're dying like this. Do I need to get the stuff for cuts and scrapes and all?