There's nothing wrong with Wendy's, okay. ( DEFIANTLY. seriously, it's a fast food place but it's still good.
prompto isn't waiting any more though, because he's got the green light on this and the gunner'd honestly be lying if this wasn't a thrill in and of itself, since he rarely ever gets to drive the regalia any more. it's too tempting to just floor the pedal since the side street they're on is clear at this time of night, but prompto starts off at a largely respectable pace, waiting 'til he rounds the corner to step on it. nothing too hard, since noct likely remains asleep through it, but the acceleration feels amazing with the roof down. )
❰ poor ignis, he's really not so thrilled right now. looks like he needs a distraction, in gladio's professional opinion. he makes a half-assed show of glancing around, then: ❱ Well damn, looks like I forgot my picture book. ❰ but it's a little too slow the way casual allusions often are, and he steals a glance at the rearview in case iggy happens to feel the need to glare.
meanwhile, any lingering apprehension gladio felt over their choice of drivers slips through his fingers like sand as soon as they take that first turn and prompto opens her up on the main stretch. between the dull but tactile roar of the engine and the crisp night air on his face, it's all he can do to cross his arms behind his head, close his eyes, and enjoy the ride. ❱
[ ignis finds himself starting to relax a fraction when prompto doesn't just floor the regalia and go helter skelter down the road. it's almost normal driving and the deathgrip ignis has on his coffee relents a little.
now all he has to do is keep an eye out for daemons, wonder if the food at wendy's will suck as much as he remembers it, and to just generally sober up completely without mishap. it would have been possible to do as well, if gladio hadn't decided now was the time to bring up the most crinegeworthy text conversation they'd had prior.
ignis shoots gladio a look via the mirror, one that simply asks him to not.] Then perhaps you would like to keep watch for daemons instead.
( well since the radio isn't on yet there's nothing to distract him from whatever conversation the other two might be having -- ) What, the thing you've had your face buried in for the longest time ever is a picture book? So is it like a Where's Wally sort of deal 'cause if you're stuck I - whoa-- ( oops that's what happens when you try to focus on two tasks that demand equal amounts of attention; the regalia takes an abrupt slant for all of half a second before prompto corrects it hastily. ) Sorry! Sorry.
Hey, hey - watch the road, ❰ he scolds (pretty mildly, to be honest) at the sudden slant of the car, because anything that warrants gladio opening his eyes also warrants him casually bitching about it.
but keeping watch for daemons isn't the worst idea in the world, so he sits up a little now to give that a shot. with his eyes scanning the roadsides ahead, he says: ❱ It's not the same book all this time. Different book every couple of days.
[ the last thing ignis needs right now is for prompto to pick up on the conversation he's trying to avoid and he can't help but cringe inwardly when the blond does just that with gusto. maybe prompto will somehow derail the whole thing in his own way?
ignis resists the urge to sink down in his chair when the phrase Where's Wally comes out, clutching his coffee hard when the regalia begins to veer.] Careful Prompto. And I'm certain Gladio would have no issues in finding the titular character if needed.
[ etro what is this conversation??? ignis can't help but wonder if this is about to feel like the longest car ride ever.]
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prompto isn't waiting any more though, because he's got the green light on this and the gunner'd honestly be lying if this wasn't a thrill in and of itself, since he rarely ever gets to drive the regalia any more. it's too tempting to just floor the pedal since the side street they're on is clear at this time of night, but prompto starts off at a largely respectable pace, waiting 'til he rounds the corner to step on it. nothing too hard, since noct likely remains asleep through it, but the acceleration feels amazing with the roof down. )
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meanwhile, any lingering apprehension gladio felt over their choice of drivers slips through his fingers like sand as soon as they take that first turn and prompto opens her up on the main stretch. between the dull but tactile roar of the engine and the crisp night air on his face, it's all he can do to cross his arms behind his head, close his eyes, and enjoy the ride. ❱
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now all he has to do is keep an eye out for daemons, wonder if the food at wendy's will suck as much as he remembers it, and to just generally sober up completely without mishap. it would have been possible to do as well, if gladio hadn't decided now was the time to bring up the most crinegeworthy text conversation they'd had prior.
ignis shoots gladio a look via the mirror, one that simply asks him to not.] Then perhaps you would like to keep watch for daemons instead.
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yetthere's nothing to distract him from whatever conversation the other two might be having -- ) What, the thing you've had your face buried in for the longest time ever is a picture book? So is it like a Where's Wally sort of deal 'cause if you're stuck I - whoa-- ( oops that's what happens when you try to focus on two tasks that demand equal amounts of attention; the regalia takes an abrupt slant for all of half a second before prompto corrects it hastily. ) Sorry! Sorry.no subject
but keeping watch for daemons isn't the worst idea in the world, so he sits up a little now to give that a shot. with his eyes scanning the roadsides ahead, he says: ❱ It's not the same book all this time. Different book every couple of days.
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ignis resists the urge to sink down in his chair when the phrase Where's Wally comes out, clutching his coffee hard when the regalia begins to veer.] Careful Prompto. And I'm certain Gladio would have no issues in finding the titular character if needed.
[ etro what is this conversation??? ignis can't help but wonder if this is about to feel like the longest car ride ever.]