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Akira Kurusu ([personal profile] beguiledcard) wrote in [community profile] phantasmalrift 2018-02-22 08:42 pm (UTC)

[ We've all got our hangups. ...Things we don't want other people to see.

And... he's definitely noting how often Prompto touches that wrist now. His gaze briefly rests on it, then on the opposite face... until he's simply looking back down at the chickens. He's quiet for a while, even after the blond is done speaking.

There's a quiet exhale, his expression softening... ]


You didn't say anything wrong, Prompto...

[ He holds a blink; there's a sick feeling in his stomach by this point. What is it about this guy that has Akira actually wanting to talk? Is it because he reminds him of Ryuji? ...No, it's... more than that.

It's just... something about Prompto. He genuinely feels trustworthy. Like he'd sooner stab a knife through his own leg than betray someone. And there's the added bonus of this not even being home. This is someone from a different world. Once they all leave this place, he'll probably never see him again...

There's something almost deadened in his voice. Like he's fighting to separate himself on an emotional level from the memories as he talks. ]


The last time I was told that... was after I fought and failed to save someone I love. In that place, a lot more people died than lived.

[ At the last part, his expression just seems... tired for a moment. ]

... But, everyone who died was given a choice. Be returned to life and sent home, or gain a bigger role in the fight against those creatures.

[ A wry smile. He shouldn't have some underlying guilt in his tone as he says the next part, but... here... we are... ]

I'm one of the few who survived.

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