[He leans forward and looks down at his own wrist and the stark lines and numbers etched into it.]
Cover it up with something else?
[Bracelets and bands and keeping it hidden had become so ingrained that he'd never even considered doing something else with it. It's hard to imagine not wearing something over his wrist. His arm feels weird even now. Itchy and naked and exposed.]
Never thought about it. But... It would be be better than this.
[One problem.]
Don't suppose robots have much need for tats, though.
[Noctis leans his communicator over Prompto's arm just long enough to take a clear photo with it. He checks to make sure it's clear enough to satisfy what he needs it for, then adds,]
All good. You can cover it up if you want.
[He doesn't care, but he'd be an idiot not to notice how uncomfortable Prompto is when it's visible. He focuses back on his comm, loading the photo up in the painting program he's been using for the King's Knight design process, and summons a digital pen from the Armiger. A new layer is created, and first he covers up the numbers, not wanting to even look at them long enough to accidentally memorize them. He never wants Prompto to be a number in his mind. Then he just starts… doodling. Curling lines, twisting patterns, a bunch of nonsense that resembles the simple sketches or stickers he'd sent in Luna's notebook, trying to create something less clinical from the barcode.]
[He snorts at the pen appearing from the Armiger (nerd) while flipping the bracelet back over his arm and pulling it tightly back into place. Scooting forward until he's crowding Noct's space, he leans in to get a better view of the comm.
He watches for a bit, sometimes making a noise of interest if a particular shape sparks interest. The designs on his other wrist are simple. He won't be able to get away with something thin and small to cover up the block of black bars.]
[Noctis tries to interpret the noises Prompto's making, outlining details he likes, redoing whatever doesn't seem to make a good impression. At the suggestion, he tilts his head to consider the idea, then saves the doodle and turns off the drawn layer, creating a new one. He taps the screen a couple of times, then starts tracing along the barcode lines, blending a few together and elongating them into tufty feathers.]
Like the egg at Wiz's place? The chick?
[Adding actual colour for a yellow one would be tricky, but... black chocobo, black tattoo. It's doable.]
Or the one that stole Specs' specs, but you slept right through that.
Probably a good idea to use those, [Noctis grins, a little sheepishly. He's improved with free time to practice, but he's still very rusty, and anything looks better when drawn with proper references on hand. As it is, the doodle is still slowly coming together as a more cartoony-stylized rendition of a chocobo chick, with barcode wings and the numbers smothered in curled claws and nesting greens.]
[While Noctis works on that, Prompto pulls out his camera and starts looking for the right collection of files. It takes a while - there's a lot to go through. It's fortunate he just seems to somehow know exactly where the chocobo pictures are for some strange reason. It's like he's got them memorized or something.
Once he's found the black chocobo chick, he angles the view screen so Noct can reference it.]
I wanna try a few other ideas, but I'm like, 90% sure this what I'm going to want.
Sure, experiment all you want. It's your tat, might as well be happy with the end result.
[Especially considering the permanence. He looks up at the camera, taking in a few of the details he'd missed (as well as indulge in awww, chocobo, because it's been so long), and erases a section of the doodle to redraw it. Still need to figure out what to do with the diamond bits on the side...]
Might also want to find yourself a real artist, while you're at it.
[He doesn't sound...entirely thrilled with the idea. He can be as vague as he likes initially, but eventually he's going to have to explain what he needs an artist for.
He could try lying?]
Though I wouldn't be opposed to a Prince of Lucis original, either.
[That reluctance is easy to notice, and just as easy to understand. If Prompto doesn't even like showing the tattoo to his closest friends, it wouldn't be easy to explain the need for an alteration for it to a stranger.
He taps the pen against the side of the communicator thoughtfully.]
Well, if you're really prepared to have an amateur artist's work permanently attached to your skin just for the bragging rights, I'm not gonna judge your life choices.
[But if that's what Prompto prefers, he's definitely going to go all out and make it the best picture possible.]
[He is actually really happy with that idea? Not for bragging rights. It just feels more meaningful this way - to have something created by his best friend instead of someone else.]
Still gotta figure how to get it on the skin, unless you wanna try your hand at that too.
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Cover it up with something else?
[Bracelets and bands and keeping it hidden had become so ingrained that he'd never even considered doing something else with it. It's hard to imagine not wearing something over his wrist. His arm feels weird even now. Itchy and naked and exposed.]
Never thought about it. But... It would be be better than this.
[One problem.]
Don't suppose robots have much need for tats, though.
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[He hesitates, then lifts his comm. When he continues his voice is a little more gentle.]
Can I take a pic?
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[He didn't have to explain anything past saying he was interested in a tattoo. Not at first, anyway.]
I ... guess so? Why?
[He angles his wrist for the picture anyway, because he's trusting like that.]
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[Noctis leans his communicator over Prompto's arm just long enough to take a clear photo with it. He checks to make sure it's clear enough to satisfy what he needs it for, then adds,]
All good. You can cover it up if you want.
[He doesn't care, but he'd be an idiot not to notice how uncomfortable Prompto is when it's visible. He focuses back on his comm, loading the photo up in the painting program he's been using for the King's Knight design process, and summons a digital pen from the Armiger. A new layer is created, and first he covers up the numbers, not wanting to even look at them long enough to accidentally memorize them. He never wants Prompto to be a number in his mind. Then he just starts… doodling. Curling lines, twisting patterns, a bunch of nonsense that resembles the simple sketches or stickers he'd sent in Luna's notebook, trying to create something less clinical from the barcode.]
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He watches for a bit, sometimes making a noise of interest if a particular shape sparks interest. The designs on his other wrist are simple. He won't be able to get away with something thin and small to cover up the block of black bars.]
What about a chocobo?
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Like the egg at Wiz's place? The chick?
[Adding actual colour for a yellow one would be tricky, but... black chocobo, black tattoo. It's doable.]
Or the one that stole Specs' specs, but you slept right through that.
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[He's liking this idea more and more and scoots closer, if that's even possible.]
I got reference photos. Tons.
[As Noct should already know, because he's already seen them.]
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[While Noctis works on that, Prompto pulls out his camera and starts looking for the right collection of files. It takes a while - there's a lot to go through. It's fortunate he just seems to somehow know exactly where the chocobo pictures are for some strange reason. It's like he's got them memorized or something.
Once he's found the black chocobo chick, he angles the view screen so Noct can reference it.]
I wanna try a few other ideas, but I'm like, 90% sure this what I'm going to want.
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[Especially considering the permanence. He looks up at the camera, taking in a few of the details he'd missed (as well as indulge in awww, chocobo, because it's been so long), and erases a section of the doodle to redraw it. Still need to figure out what to do with the diamond bits on the side...]
Might also want to find yourself a real artist, while you're at it.
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[He doesn't sound...entirely thrilled with the idea. He can be as vague as he likes initially, but eventually he's going to have to explain what he needs an artist for.
He could try lying?]
Though I wouldn't be opposed to a Prince of Lucis original, either.
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He taps the pen against the side of the communicator thoughtfully.]
Well, if you're really prepared to have an amateur artist's work permanently attached to your skin just for the bragging rights, I'm not gonna judge your life choices.
[But if that's what Prompto prefers, he's definitely going to go all out and make it the best picture possible.]
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Still gotta figure how to get it on the skin, unless you wanna try your hand at that too.
[Kidding.]
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Yeah, I'll get right on that. But you'll have to volunteer your ass for a practice run.