[it works, minimal as the bump was, for prompto is left to weakly keep his arms down and move to the side as ardyn prods at the soldier. there's no danger here that he can dispel with a gun, anyway, ardyn's words weighing deep into him, like an anchor meant to sink a ship.]
You meant for everything to happen.
Insomnia getting destroyed. People dying. The Empire's-- fucked up experiments...
[were ardyn to step away in time for the soldier to grasp back at its senses, it will instead aim its urge for lethal action towards prompto, left vulnerable in the wake of these revelations.]
no subject
You meant for everything to happen.
Insomnia getting destroyed. People dying. The Empire's-- fucked up experiments...
[were ardyn to step away in time for the soldier to grasp back at its senses, it will instead aim its urge for lethal action towards prompto, left vulnerable in the wake of these revelations.]