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[punshots]

[ Cue the video feed, which begins with a way-too-close-up of Prompto's face. What can be seen of his face, which is mostly just his eyes and freckled nose, looks excited as hell. This is sort of an impromptu broadcast, but he can't not share this. This is a big, big moment for him.

Everything is about to freakin' change. ]

Heyaz! It's ya boy, Prompto. [ ......... ] Uh, so, y'know that special magic chalk you can get from the Ware Wolf guy? Oh, shit, is that supposed to be on the DL? A-anyway. I got some of that biz, aaaaand now — well, I'll just let it speak for itself.

[ The video then turns away from Prompto's face and to a chalk drawing on the ground: a near-complete rendering of a chocobo inside of circle. That's it. It's literally just a poorly-drawn chocobo inside of a circle, with a bit of its tail missing. It'd been near completion when he decided to share this monumental moment with everyone he possibly could, and he still holds a piece of the chalk in his hand, ready to finish off the last of the drawing. Let's all beseech the summoning gods to not bring forth a chocobo as disfigured as the one that Prompto drew, but its shape is at least recognizable to those who are familiar with the species. ]

Bam. Check it! If this actually works, I'm gonna be the proud papa of a brand new chocobo! One that's alllll my own! But I'll let you guys ride it, if you ask nicely.

[ Anyway, enough chit-chat, it's time for action!!! As he squats down near the drawing again, the feed catches him drawing the last bit of the chocobo's tail. For a moment that stretches into eons, nothing happens, but then —

There's a flash of light that temporarily blocks out anything from come through on the video, but as it begins to fade, there is the distinct, unmistakable sound of a kweh.

In the center of the crudely-drawn-but-apparently-effective summoning circle stands a majestic, bright yellow chocobo. ]

Holyyyyyyy shit! It actually — a-are you guys seeing this? It actually worked! Holy shit, he — she?? She's beautiful, have you ever seen a more fluffy, sweet, perfect animal in the whole wide multiverse?! C'mere — wait, what am I gonna name it? I gotta name it —

[ ...The chocobo turns and starts to trot away. Bye! ]

— aaaand it's leaving. Okay, uhhhh, leave me some name suggestions, look forward to my 24-hour livestream of chocobo life coming at'chu soon! Crap—

[ And the video feed cuts off as he breaks into a run to catch his wayward son or daughter. ]

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[sizhui]

[ Sizhui is still very new to the whole communication devices thing, but he does try to at least learn about where they are living now. So he's out and about when--

-- a huge bird (probably panicked by too much noise and everything) almost runs into him. At a glance, he doesn't think it's a monster filled with resentment, so the talismans he throws in its direction (so he doesn't get trampled) are ones of containment, creating something like a cage of energy around the creature without harming it.

Then he carefully approaches, peering carefully. ]

What... are you?

[punshots]

[ Yeah, Prompto proooobably could have planned better when picking out where to summon his chocobo, and in hindsight, right in the middle of the street probably wasn't the best place. More than anything, he's worried about losing sight of the bird before he can catch it, and with how chaotic Lunatia tends to be, it's a very real and serious concern.

...But just when he thinks he's about to lose sight of it entirely, some kind of...force field seems to spring up, preventing the chocobo from going any further. This isn't some kind of fancy magical pet impound tech, is it?

Meanwhile, the chocobo only has an uncertain kweh for Sizhui, while Prompto brings up the rear, panting as he draws to a stop. ]

Oh, h-hey there! I see you've met my feathered friend! [ A beat. ] You're not...gonna send it to the pound, are you?

[sizhui]

... to the pound? Um... no? It was charging too fast and I couldn't get out of the way without causing more damage... is it yours? Wh-what is it?

[ On the one hand, pets were not allowed where he grew up.

On the other hand, there was a whole forest clearing filled with bunnies...

Sizhui can be pretty careful with animals, so long as they're not dangerous. ]

[punshots]

[ Alright, alright, at least Prompto doesn't have to worry about his chocobo winding up in the pound before he's even able to take him home. He exhales a sigh of relief, reaching out to poke the little shield around the bird. Is it actually solid? ]

It's a chocobo — and yeah, it's mine! See, I kind of just used this...chalk circle? And made it appear from my world. I, uh, I'm not sure how it worked, exactly.

[ But somehow it did work, to his genuine surprise. Now he has to figure out how to actually figure out life with a chocobo here. ]

Thanks for catching it, though. Guess I spooked it.