[ Hold still! Right. So he'll just...dangle here while the serpent lunges for him, too. It's hard to resist instinct and not pull himself up and away when a set of razor-sharp teeth snaps at him like that, but he manages it. Some...of the time. Enough that he's hopefully not causing too much of a problem for Mephisto. The girlish yelps, however? Those can't be helped.
Mephisto is letting the serpent jump awfully close to him now, and Prompto has to ask himself (not for the first time) if it was a good idea to trust him. But that doesn't matter now. What matters is not getting eaten, so he pipes up with a panicked: ]
A-are you sure this is really -
[ ...The serpent catches his boot.
He freezes in midair, staring down aghast at the sight, waiting for the crunch of teeth and bone about to come - but it doesn't. Instead, the serpent is cleanly sliced through, its body dropped away with the head still affixed to his boot. So, that's a thing now.
...After a long moment, he glances over at Mephisto. ]
[Meanwhile this guy has been entirely too casual this whole time, snickering and not even trying to hide it whenever Prompto yelped. But now that he's made his catch, he "stands" where he's still floating above the water, giving Prompto a nice golfers clap for his efforts.]
My, and lucky, too! Had it caught any more of your leg in its throat, I might have cut clean through it by mistake!
[--he wouldn't, actually, his powers are pretty damn precise. But Prompto doesn't know that.]
[ He sure feels lucky right now, with a sea snake head attached to his foot. But at least he didn't lose some of his leg! It's all about how you look at things....
Prompto lands in the water with a graceless splash, resurfacing a moment later to sputter and spit lake water out of his mouth. He's not sure what he was expecting. This guy should probably meet Ardyn. They could have a great time tormenting Prompto together. ]
C'mon, man - not cool, not -
[ UGH, WHATEVER. He's just going to turn away from Mephisto and...start swimming towards shore. Pitifully. Like a sad wet puppy, really. ]
[But yeah, you know what? He'll just let him swim away, cackling for a bit before totally taking his prize and disappearing just as quickly as he had appeared -- not even exchanging names with the guy. At least it wasn't that much further to shore, right??]
[Oh, but he'll keep an eye out for him later. Because an awkward reunion at the Gala between Prompto and the shady demon is clearly something that's gotta happen.]
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Mephisto is letting the serpent jump awfully close to him now, and Prompto has to ask himself (not for the first time) if it was a good idea to trust him. But that doesn't matter now. What matters is not getting eaten, so he pipes up with a panicked: ]
A-are you sure this is really -
[ ...The serpent catches his boot.
He freezes in midair, staring down aghast at the sight, waiting for the crunch of teeth and bone about to come - but it doesn't. Instead, the serpent is cleanly sliced through, its body dropped away with the head still affixed to his boot. So, that's a thing now.
...After a long moment, he glances over at Mephisto. ]
...Um!!!!
[ WHAT THE FUCK ]
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[Meanwhile this guy has been entirely too casual this whole time, snickering and not even trying to hide it whenever Prompto yelped. But now that he's made his catch, he "stands" where he's still floating above the water, giving Prompto a nice golfers clap for his efforts.]
My, and lucky, too! Had it caught any more of your leg in its throat, I might have cut clean through it by mistake!
[--he wouldn't, actually, his powers are pretty damn precise. But Prompto doesn't know that.]
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[ He sure feels lucky right now, with a sea snake head attached to his foot. But at least he didn't lose some of his leg! It's all about how you look at things....
And now he's really looking for a way down. ]
Th-think you could...put me down now?
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[See this grin? He's like a goddamn cartoon supervillain over here.]
Very well!
[And of course-- he snaps his fingers and takes the gross fishhead away, only to drop Prompto down into the water again. :') ]
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Prompto lands in the water with a graceless splash, resurfacing a moment later to sputter and spit lake water out of his mouth. He's not sure what he was expecting. This guy should probably meet Ardyn. They could have a great time tormenting Prompto together. ]
C'mon, man - not cool, not -
[ UGH, WHATEVER. He's just going to turn away from Mephisto and...start swimming towards shore. Pitifully. Like a sad wet puppy, really. ]
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[But yeah, you know what? He'll just let him swim away, cackling for a bit before totally taking his prize and disappearing just as quickly as he had appeared -- not even exchanging names with the guy. At least it wasn't that much further to shore, right??]
[Oh, but he'll keep an eye out for him later.
Because an awkward reunion at the Gala between Prompto and the shady demon is clearly something that's gotta happen.]