Prompt Post Round Five
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Prompt, write, draw, comment, and most importantly have fun!
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If you'd like to advertise a fill, head on over to the fills post! This is, of course, entirely optional.
New Prompts are Closed for this round. Please wait until 11/13/2017 for Round Six.
Re: Fill #2 (5/?): Ardyn + Cor + Prompto, Dysfunctional escaped lab rat family
Date: 2017-09-26 01:29 am (UTC)------
They snapped back into reality on the edge of an empty parking lot, shedding a shower of sparks, collapsing into a tangle of limbs as Cor’s ankle twisted under him. Alive. They’d fallen so fast, the darkened masses of buildings growing huge in the night, and he’d flung the dagger wildly down into the black, praying that it would find level ground, praying he remembered how to pull.
The baby squirmed, and Cor wrapped his arms around the bundle, drawing it against his racing heart. Alive. Cor opened his eyes, looking back up at the sky. It was as if the stars were spinning. He squeezed them shut again.
"Stulte!" A curse, close to his ear. Alive.
Cor counted between his breaths, forcing them to slow.
“Stulte.” Quieter this time; a breeze of a laugh fluttered in his hair.
A hand reached up to brush Cor’s forehead, and he leaned into the cool touch, letting it ground him.
“Mihi valde places.” It was a whisper, and the man’s hand fell away.
When the world stopped moving, Cor pulled himself out of the man’s arms and rolled to a sitting position, hissing at the pain in his ankle. He took a moment to break an elixir over it. The pain spiked, then faded to a throb as the bones realigned and started to knit.
Praying that no one was looking down from Zegnautus, he clicked his flashlight onto the lowest setting and shone it around. The parking lot they had landed in was small, bounded on one side by a line of tall hedge and on two with hulking offices. They were exposed, and anyone passing by in the blackout was sure to notice his light.
Thank Shiva we’re in the business district.
As a rule, Nif civilians didn’t go out after dark, not since the demon attacks had started in earnest. Even in the bright lights of the city, people hurried home before sunset, hiding behind drawn shutters and locked doors. Soliders like Cor… like those he’d heard in the Keep… were another matter. They’d be sending a search unit.
Cor glanced over his shoulder. The man was laying on his back, one arm flung over his scarred chest, shivering. He was breathing, and his pulse was steady. Cor pushed himself to his feet, and limping and cursing under his breath all the while as he dragged the unconscious man toward the tall hedges. That was as far as Cor’s abused ankle would take them for now.
The baby, still bundled up in the sheet, had started wriggling earnestly. Cor took that as a good sign, but even so, he held his breath as he tugged the sling over his head to pull the little boy free, laying him on the wadded sheet. The baby’s bright blue eyes brimmed with tears under a dusting of mussed blond hair, staring at him accusingly, and his fat little legs kicked in the air. Cor checked him closely, but could find no signs of injury beyond those he’d bandaged in the lab. The only abnormality he could see was a barcode on one wrist that didn’t wipe away when Cor rubbed at it with his thumb.
“I wonder what they’ve done to you that I can’t see, kid.”
Images of the lab – of other babies – flashed into his mind, and Cor pushed them sharply back. Not right now. The baby caught at Cor’s finger and pulled it to his mouth, gnawing at his rough skin with sharp little teeth.
“Hey. You don’t know where that’s been.” Cor pulled his hand away, smoothing down the boy’s fine hair instead.
Somewhere between growing a couple of teeth and walking? How old is that? Younger than Clarus’ kid was when I left.
The baby yawned, tears mostly gone, and Cor allowed himself a small smile. The kid was cute.
Blanket, Cor thought, holding out a palm. He got a gym towel. Close enough. He tucked it around the baby against the night’s chill, and turned to check on his other acquisition.
The man seemed no worse, as far as it went. It seemed Cor had taken the brunt of their hard landing. The dark mottling where his wounds had healed hadn’t faded, staining skin that was already thick with overlapping scars. Cor found more dark spots when he pulled the man over, just where pressure sores would form. He didn’t wake when Cor shook him.
Cor had just managed to tug a pair of his own old sweatpants up to the man’s waist when the baby started to wail.
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Ardyn: “Fool!” -- “Fool.” –- “I like you.”
Re: Fill #2 (5/?): Ardyn + Cor + Prompto, Dysfunctional escaped lab rat family
Date: 2017-09-26 02:00 pm (UTC)Poor Cor does not know how babies work. Looks like he'll figuring it out the hard way!