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[ the power of the retcon.. truly lifesaving. ]

Oh certainly, when I am squeezing it, mayhaps. Not when I am tending to boils and blisters and half of it burnt away and stinking terribly. Please do try to preserve it, for my sake.

[ his cute freckled ass won't be so cute when it's on fire!! burn scars are real gross. ask witchisaie. ]

Well, when you put it like that...

[ Not that her tending to his booty is the only motivation he has for not falling ass-first into a fire. Generally speaking, he doesn't enjoy being on fire, no matter how many times Noctis threw those magic flasks at him on "accident"...

Anyway, they're here now, so he pulls open the door for her so they can step inside the quaint, little glass-blowing establishment. Handing over a slip of paper to the front desk staff, they eagerly wave the pair of them back to the workshop and seat them at a long worktable. ]

Not a fire in sight! See, we'll be fine.

[ but it's just so funny to light prompto on fire.. and electrocute him.. and freeze him.. he screams so loud!! can noctis trly be blamed.. it's hilarious.

wow though, here they are, amazing!! they're led to a worktable, and even as they sit alisaie's eyes are darting all around, surveying the tools, the space, but mostly the array of glassware that's on display all 'round them, glass of all shapes and colors, beautifully designed in sweeping arcs, delicate flutes and plates, lovely sculptures catching the light.. ]

I'm still not quite sure about that -

[ she's not confident he isn't going to maim himself tbh ]

- but these are beautiful.

[ He has retcon armor, remember?? I can't injure him too seriously, unfortunately, even though it would be pretty funny.

But in any case, he follows her attention to the glass sculptures, reaching up to delicately tap one shaped like a flute on its side. ]

Yeah, pretty neat, right? What d'you think you're gonna make?

[ Please let it be a terrible rendition of a porxie. ]

[ well yeah but that doesn't make it any less great to nail prompto with every magic flask ever in xv!! his wails of terror and anguish are just so gratifying.. ]

Me? Gods, I have no idea..

[ let her rest, she's a terrible artist!!!! her art is the art of steel and fire and lightning and blood, okay. her sword dance is flawless and exotic!!!!!!! she just cannot.. sculpt.. or paint.. to save her life.. leave her alone.. ]

Something simple, I suppose, I doubt that I could manage anything particularly complicated, as I've never so much as thought to blow glass before. Mayhaps.. a bowl?

[ LIVE A LITTLE ALISAIE ]

[ ...A bowl.

No, it might not be particularly exciting or ambitious, but hey, it's way more practical than whatever Prompto is planning to make. Which is, of course — ]

Think I might try to make a chocobo. Just a rough shape of one...

[ Ah, and there's their instructor, leading them to sit at one of the worktables before outfitting them with the proper safety equipment. Prompto snaps the safety goggles over his eyes with panache. ]

See, we'll be fine! Totally safe.

[ look, don't diss her bowl?? it's still gonna be a mess, but probably not as much of a mess as his chocobo. glassblowing is so hard and that's a very ambitious shape?? the way that alisaie looks at him probably does not inspire much confidence.. ]

Well, good luck with that..

[ she says, ever a supportive waifu, while they are supplied with their safety equipment.. but she's still not convinced they won't get out of this without getting blisters somewhere.

how does one apply goggles with panache?? ]

Take care nonetheless.

[ I can't explain it, it's just something that happens!!! You can't describe panache.

But anyway, taking care is possibly the furthest thing from his mind now. I'm gonna handwave through this so I don't have to look up a bunch of technical details about how glassblowing works...you get a tub and blow into it to make hot glass move and if you inhale something something you can die? Anyway, they do the thing, Prompto probably burns himself a couple of times, and in the end, he has something that just looks like a spiky yellow ball.

Unless this shit needs time to cool or goes into a kiln or something, I don't know! ]

Huh...not bad for my first attempt, don't you think?

[ oh good i didn't want to write it out either. magically there are no major injuries, which is incredible really, especially for prompto, but they make it through with little worse than some burned fingertips.

alisaie's bowl is... uh. well. it's a bowl at least. a little lumpy, not very pretty, but it's better than prompto's spiky yellow ball?? it can probably actually be used as a bowl.

maybe..

but she loves his stupid spiky ball. laughing, alisaie turns it over in her hands. ]

It is.. charming.

[ The link is broken but I can imagine it well enough...they are quite the pair of artists. At least they have other passions in life that they excel in, but neither of them will be moonlighting as a glass blower anytime soon.

Chuckling, he reaches for her bowl as she plucks up his spiky...thing, weighing between his hands and lifting it up. ]

Heh, so's yours! I mean, practical, too. We're total naturals at this!

[ They're really not. ]

[ woah it works when i click it... WEIRD... but yeah it mostly just looks like one of those giant ugly glass ashtrays from the 70s, only... lumpy and misshapen. but it can definitely hold at least a little bit of water probably!! a success.

alisaie laughs, turning the glass chocobo in her hands. is that it's butt up in the air? or its face?? ]

Aye, I think I shall quit my job with the bookshop and become a glassblower full time.

[ is she serious?? it's hard to tell with that smile.. ]

[ Is...is she serious?! She loves the bookstore so much, it's where she gets all her naughty bedroom ideas from. Prompto would suffer in that regard if she left, but maybe her life's true passion is to be a glassblower....

Far be it from him to rob her of her artistic dreams!!! ]

Well, uhhh, I mean, if you wanna, sweetie...follow your dreams! Maybe youuu can do both, though?

[ Also, he reaches over to right the "chocobo" in her hands. The head is that little...z-shaped part? Yeah. Just go with it. ]

Oh, I see..

[ .. she does not see. it looks less like a chocobo this way. anyway, she had definitely been joking, but she's glad that prompto fell for it. still, she arches a brow. ]

Why should I do both? We've more than enough chroma to spare.

Hell yeah we do.

[ And he's wearing the proudest grin at the moment because of that. But that's besides the point!!! ]

But...d'you really wanna give up your gig at the bookstore for glassblowing? I mean, maybe think it over for a bit! Give it some time to...settle!

[ ah... she is beginning to understand. ]

Well, why not? I only work there to keep busy.

[ she bites back a smirk. ]

What would it matter to you, anyroad?

[ Ah, shit, she's not catching on to him, is she??? Not that there's anything wrong with her knowing he appreciates her coming home with...ideas, anyway. Her, uh, research benefits both of them!!

Still, his smile in return is a bit sheepish. ]

Oh, y'know, just...seems like you working there really stimulates your...creativity!

[ Or something like that... ]

[ or something like that..................

alisaie's smile curves sharply in that super dangerous way that is probably scary to behold. she knew that prompto appreciated her.. extra-curricular study, but she hadn't realized just how far he is willing to go to defend it!! ]

Is that so? So you are saying you would not want me to leave my position there so that I can, in fact, continue to bring home smutty reading material?

[ she's saying it all perfectly brazenly and also right out loud, but tbh prompto is probably the only one who will be embarrassed in this city full of people who love the sex. ]

[ ...... .... .......

We'll, she's not wrong. And yes, he does blush, glancing quickly over his shoulder to make sure none of the other Prismals in the workshop heard her talking about smut!!! Ducking his head, he lowers his voice juuust a smidge.

Whatever, he's not ashamed or anything, he's just caught off-guard by being called out so brazenly! Even if he really shouldn't be by now. ]

Nnnnot in so many words! But, y'know, it's a...nice perk thaaaat benefits us both...

[ Would they have ever discovered their bondage kink without it? Perhaps not... ]

[ heheh look at him squirm like a little prude baby!! they have so much sex but he's still so vanilla in the grand scheme of things.. how is this boy both so thirsty and also so pure?? it is a balance she could never achieve, or even fully understand. but at this point it's quite difficult for her not to burst out laughing, and it's creeping into her expression. ]

Well what's stopping you from buying your own pornographic material for study? There's certainly plenty of it available.

[ she doesn't really have any intention of leaving the bookshop, she likes the atmosphere there, and old mrs. triggleby is her bestie by now. but still, she will threaten.. ]

[ Ugh, look, he can be as filthy as he want behind closed doors, he still hasn't quite gotten her public kink!!! He's come a long way, but even still, his face flushes bright red, his arms crossed over his chest as he huffs. ]

Maybe I will! You're not the only one who can bring new ideas to the bedroom!

[ And this is what is going to lead him into roleplay...hope she's ready for it when she comes home to him in his stupid assassin costume. ]

[ i mean is he really even that filthy in the bedroom.... "boob" is probably the dirtiest thing he's said. ]

Is that so? Are you ready for me to stop holding your hand, then?

[ she's going to regret this sass when he comes home to her in his stupid assassin costume, but she still cannot help her mouth.. ]

[ Lest we forget he turns into a thirsty dom once a month...that's probably when he gets most filthy. But it still counts, it's still him!! And his dirty talk has gotten a lot better!!! Even if there is still room for improvement... ]

I-I sure am! Just you wait. I've got ideas.

[ Stupid ideas, the only kind he knows.

But then he's sliding off his stool, offering her his hand. ]

Speaking of...we've got a looooot of donuts waiting for us back at the room.

[ man she is really gonna miss his thirsty dom man period once they're out of lunatia.. he probably won't miss her being a mega gremlin tho, however cute her fox ears might be. ]

Oh, I am sure you do..

[ she is beginning to worry.. stupid ideas won't count!! she won't reward him for them!! but if it's one thing she can be distracted by, it's doughnuts. if this were a cartoon alisaie would be throwing that glass "chocobo" right over her shoulder to emphasize her excitement for getting out of this place, but it isn't, so instead she just jumps up quickly. ]

Well, you certainly know one way to sweet talk a girl.

[ Wow, don't throw his glass creation that is most definitely and unquestionably a chocobo!!! Prompto tucks her bowl away in the bag he has definitely been carrying this whole time (or maybe the nice Prismals provided them with one) and holds out his hand to do the same with the chocobo. These are their precious creations, he'll make sure they get home safely! ]

No reason to holed up any longer! Let's shake a leg.

[ Those donuts aren't the only thing getting glazed tonight! Heh...heh....heh.... ]

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