Who do you take me for? I would never expose you online.
[he says, getting his phone and checking how much power he has left. it should be enough, really, for the next couple of hours. he did just unplug it from the charger]
It's more of a documented evidence of what's been going on. You wanna see how it happens from a different perspective, right?
[prompto wonders if it's really that terrifying. it takes a moment longer, but soon enough, before them appears a broken-down, abandoned warehouse of sorts. there's a chain-link fence with the usual NO TRESPASSING and PRIVATE PROPERTY signs, but there's no actual sign of it ever being kept track of.]
[some things are just left to be forgotten by time.]
Ah, here we are. I heard they wanted to make it into a parking lot with different levels, but I guess they never went on with that. Some sewage pipes under it or something.
[getting closer to the fence, prompto approaches one of the posts, and pulls the fence up, the material easily pliable as it curls up under the pull]
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[He shakes his head]
Nah. I ate before I came.
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You mind if I take pictures of film what your arm can do? I mean, you'd probably wanna see it, too, right?
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Just as long as it doesn't end up on the internet. My extended family would kill me if I went viral.
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[he says, getting his phone and checking how much power he has left. it should be enough, really, for the next couple of hours. he did just unplug it from the charger]
It's more of a documented evidence of what's been going on. You wanna see how it happens from a different perspective, right?
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[He doesn't think Prompto would intentionally leak anything maliciously. But you know, things have way of happening]
Yeah, you got a point. Maybe you'll see something I don't.
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[some things are just left to be forgotten by time.]
Ah, here we are. I heard they wanted to make it into a parking lot with different levels, but I guess they never went on with that. Some sewage pipes under it or something.
[getting closer to the fence, prompto approaches one of the posts, and pulls the fence up, the material easily pliable as it curls up under the pull]
--not the first time someone's tried coming in.
[he holds it up for noah]
You go first, buddy.