Backdated Fiddlesticks 1- Late/ Video

[bethereprompto]

[Prompto's image appears on the network with a worried expression on his face. He's already in his pjs (tank top and chocobo yellow pj bottoms) and he's pretty sure Iggy's already in bed but.. there's a very big and important 'something' missing from his room.]

Hey uh.. sorry for bugging everyone but uh..

[He glances back at his room uncertain.]

Has anyone seen Gladio? Buddy? If you're around will you just.. I don't know, shout 'Marco' or something for me? If you need alone time or whatever, that's cool. I won't come bother you but.. just..

[What if Gladio really was needing some alone time and he was being stupid about this? He didn't want to be harassing the poor guy.]

Never mind.

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[utulien_aure]

And perhaps it is not; I said likely, not certain. But you should know what might occur, so that you can prepare yourself if it comes.

[A sigh and a shake of his head.]

The departing do not give farewells, young one. Do not blame them for it; it is not by their own will that they leave.

[bethereprompto]

[He listens and wipes his eyes with his sleeve. Sniffle.]

So they don't.. it just suddenly happens? We don't have any control over it?

[This place was the worst ever!]

Who would do that to people?

[utulien_aure]

[A slight laugh escapes him at that, though he has the grace to look a bit embarrassed afterward.]

If anyone here knows the inner workings of the train, alas, they have never let me in on the secret.

[bethereprompto]

[The laugh produces a pitiful pout on his face, but it is more clear it wasn't meant as a mean one.

He flounders a moment or two, unsure what to say to this, but finally lands on something.]

I'm sorry about your cousins.

[utulien_aure]

[Closing his eyes for a moment.]

And I am sorry about your friend.

But do not mourn his absence yet. You will have your answer soon or late, and there is always the chance that he will come back to you.

[bethereprompto]

What kind of chance do you think?

[He didn't know if he wanted the answer to that question.]

I'm Prompto, by the way. What's your name?

[utulien_aure]

[He shakes his head]

I cannot give you odds; I doubt any here could. But having the chance to hope at all is no small thing.

Well met, then, Prompto. My name is Fingon.

[bethereprompto]

[That statement spoke to too much of his life recently and he wished he'd heard it sooner. Still, now was better than never at all. It caused some emotion to show on his face, but he also smiled.]

Thanks, sir- uh- Fingon. I appreciate that.

[utulien_aure]

[Funny how often one receives relevant advice well after it would have been appropriate, isn't it?]

It's no trouble, really. Simply don't blame yourself, whatever happens.