[Within the chest is a beautiful sword. Similarly to the outfit, he will feel compelled to pick it up when he lays eyes on it. The urge is not quite as compelling as it was with the outfit though, so he can choose to rummage around a bit more, if he feels the want.]
Anyways, he's going to rummage a bit more to see if there's anything else in there before he picks up the sword and attaches it to his side. Any thing good? Porn? ]
[Yeah congrats on the kinning! While one might think that there would indeed be porn inside this box that Nikkari Aoe was hanging out in, that is tragically not the case. There are some old ticket stubs, and the remnants of something black and charred. Should he try to touch it, however, it will disappear beneath his fingers. He gets the sense that it's probably better that whatever it was is gone, somehow.
When he attaches the sword to his hip, a feeling will bloom in his chest! He knows this sword quite well - and he can pick up on the fact that it seems to know him, too. The feeling he gets from this sword is playful and friendly in nature, albeit with something steely and darker lurking under its surface. It seems to have an impact on him, too: he'll find that the feelings it radiates will influence his own, to a degree.]
[The photos by the mirror all seem to be of Prompto! Most of them have him in various different idol-looking costumes, and in each one, the sword is by his side. He looks happy in all of them, like he's glad to be on stage and pleased with whatever is happening in the moment that the photos were taken.
There are some group photographs as well, mostly on stages or with a few people together holding bundles of congratulatory flowers, but he won't be able to pick out most of the faces, as they blur strangely, but a couplemight look familiar.]
Huh. [ Hello? ] I don't remember doing any of this... This has to be a dream. Right?
[ Also there's his best friend and his...awkward times friend. Can he take the pics from the mirror?
He's going to scan the room again before patting the sword at his side gently. ] Ready to keep investigating? [ Let's check out door number three! The black door. If there isn't anything else ]
[He can take the pictures from the mirror! Nothing about them changes, he's free to stow them away as he pleases. They're his, after all!
The sword seems to reciprocate with the feeling of readiness to investigate that Prompto exudes; it seems ready, too - curious in a light, albeit slightly detached way. Nothing else appears to call to him in this room. As he moves to the black door, he'll be able to hear the sound of a wild and raucous crowd cheering on the other side. Does he go through?]
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Anyways, he's going to rummage a bit more to see if there's anything else in there before he picks up the sword and attaches it to his side. Any thing good? Porn? ]
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When he attaches the sword to his hip, a feeling will bloom in his chest! He knows this sword quite well - and he can pick up on the fact that it seems to know him, too. The feeling he gets from this sword is playful and friendly in nature, albeit with something steely and darker lurking under its surface. It seems to have an impact on him, too: he'll find that the feelings it radiates will influence his own, to a degree.]
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He'll put his hand on his chest, closing his eyes as he feels the feeling for a moment. Reminds him of being around his friends.
Okay, let's check out the photos by the mirror. What do we have here? ]
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There are some group photographs as well, mostly on stages or with a few people together holding bundles of congratulatory flowers, but he won't be able to pick out most of the faces, as they blur strangely, but a couple might look familiar.]
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[ Also there's his best friend and his...awkward times friend. Can he take the pics from the mirror?
He's going to scan the room again before patting the sword at his side gently. ] Ready to keep investigating? [ Let's check out door number three! The black door. If there isn't anything else ]
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The sword seems to reciprocate with the feeling of readiness to investigate that Prompto exudes; it seems ready, too - curious in a light, albeit slightly detached way. Nothing else appears to call to him in this room. As he moves to the black door, he'll be able to hear the sound of a wild and raucous crowd cheering on the other side. Does he go through?]
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At least this isn't one of those dreams where you go out in public naked, huh?
[ Okay. He'll open the door and step out of the room. What do we have here? ]
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