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[ it's early the next morning when prompto slips onto the network. he really needs to be more proactive about making friends and doing things to cheer people up. so!! ] 

happy new year everybody 🎉
not sure if you celebrated or whatever but hope it was good regardless

anyway!!!

what kinda stuff is everyone looking forward to?
like resolutions and things i guess??
never really thought about it too much before but i dunno
feels kinda weird to want good things when part of me just wants to go home haha

if anyone's looking to hang out or whatever tho i'm around
or i guess if you wanna learn how to shoot or take pics i'm your guy

could find something fun to do and make it a real party 🥳

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[perfectdevil]

[ Lestat raises his eyebrows at that, because even in the 80s photo editing hadn’t really become A Thing in mainstream media – oh sure, his rock star photos were probably edited by someone, but the process of having him printed in magazines was one he didn’t much pay attention to; he merely enjoyed the end product. ]

Fascinating. So the artistic expression not only shines in taking the photo – the framing, the subject – but also in editing it afterwards… judging the best lighting, the mood of the piece, like in painting.

[ He genuinely sounds like a man discovering the wheel, his mind ablaze with all the different ways he could feasibly use this new knowledge to aid his future endeavours. Just wait till he discovers filters someday. ]

And a very smart idea, about the digital camera. I have tried a few photos already with this camera, but nothing too incredibly breathtaking. I don’t think that was the point of the gift, but still, I would like to know the secret. [ His eyes seem to glow as they sparkle with excitement, and he places his hands behind his back as if this is how he thinks a human might look harmless and curious. ] I’d like to watch you work first, to understand it. I want you to show me. Do you mind?

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[ there's a quiet, amused laugh at that. maybe this guy isn't creepy at all; he sounds kind of sweet. ]

That's not really the point of polaroids, yeah. It's more about making memories, I think. Not that you can't do that with other cameras, but it's sort of, uh, instant gratification? [ to have the pic in-hand and ready to show. ] But nah, I don't mind. Lemme adjust some stuff real quick...

[ because he might be using his digital camera, but there's still the glaringly obvious fact that it's dark right now. prompto takes a few test shots of nothing, checking out the glare of the flash and wondering if he should edit the lighting later before finally settling on moving around. he snaps a few quick pics of some of the gravestones and the trees, changing up the angle and his position every so often.

he does take a few of lestat before leaning in close and holding the camera out to (hopefully) get them both in the frame. ]

Say sassy pickles!

[ which is only meant to prompt them both to smile, and once it's over, prompto begins to go through the repeated shots so lestat can see all the differences lighting and position can make. ]

[perfectdevil]

[ Lestat watches Prompto take his few initial snaps with avid curiosity, his manner all too similar to the way a child might watch an insect scurry around under a magnifying glass, completely unaware of how swift and imminent and close by certain death might just be.

Not that Lestat is planning any kind of attack, but. Food for thought.

He watches Prompto’s fine hands and easy posture as he takes the photos, moving with familiarity into the necessary positions he needs to get the photos he wants. When the camera turns on him, he smiles easily without bothering to pose (he’s all too aware that he’s attractive enough without) and when Prompto says that… well, it surprises a genuine laugh out of him that is undoubtably caught in the shutter of his digital camera. ]

Just as I said; you’re very talented. [ He surmises, looking over the photos with him. The one that caught him laughing is quite cute, and even in something like that Lestat can notice - like with all the others - that the proportions are exactly right, and the lighting looks good even before he messes with the settings. ] Much more than just a handsome face, hm?

[ Okay, that flirting is a little on the nose but, he’s been pretty well-behaved thus far – he’s bound to slip up sooner or later. Suddenly, he taps Prompto on the wrist with a cold finger, insistent as a boy but with the eagerness of a man hungry to rid himself of inexperience. ]

May I try? Will you show me? And while you do, tell me what things you’d take photographs of in your own world, won’t you?