[prompto can never actually keep quiet at any moment of the day. he's got an elation of victory at kovacs falling to his knees, but that's short lived as his shoulders gets grabbed. it renders him back, but he's not stopping with the moving, and so the punch intended for his chin gets two knuckles in.]
[enough to make him feel pain and the whiplash on his neck, but not enough to put him down entirely and call it a day.]
[he falls to the snow, on his back, but quite effortlessly jumps back to his feet and straightens. prompto is clearly less heavy and upholds more agility than kovacs even with the less than ideal environment. intentionally, though, he gets at his back and puts his arms under kovac's shoulders.]
[this tactic did not work on gladio, ever, and surely it will not work on this guy, either, but he's buying himself time...]
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[prompto can never actually keep quiet at any moment of the day. he's got an elation of victory at kovacs falling to his knees, but that's short lived as his shoulders gets grabbed. it renders him back, but he's not stopping with the moving, and so the punch intended for his chin gets two knuckles in.]
[enough to make him feel pain and the whiplash on his neck, but not enough to put him down entirely and call it a day.]
[he falls to the snow, on his back, but quite effortlessly jumps back to his feet and straightens. prompto is clearly less heavy and upholds more agility than kovacs even with the less than ideal environment. intentionally, though, he gets at his back and puts his arms under kovac's shoulders.]
[this tactic did not work on gladio, ever, and surely it will not work on this guy, either, but he's buying himself time...]