[Familiar bragging no doubt filled the air for the brief moment that Prompto had ammo that day. Having ten bullets meant he had to aim carefully. Any kills that didn't go down in one hit were finished with a knife. He saved one bullet for emergencies, which gave him nine bodies to bring back. They weren't the biggest animals - after all, he had to be able to take them down physically if a single hit didn't get them - but nine was a good number to work with.
After that he could be found lying on his stomach and watching Ignis cook because they didn't have TV or phones or much else to look at, and the aroma wafting through the air had his stomach growling. He only wished that he could sit down and eat the meat to his fill, but he knew there were too many other people who needed food and Ignis was trying to complete a task.
A strong whiff of the meaty scent blew his way and he breathed in deeply, letting out a wistful sigh in response.]
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After that he could be found lying on his stomach and watching Ignis cook because they didn't have TV or phones or much else to look at, and the aroma wafting through the air had his stomach growling. He only wished that he could sit down and eat the meat to his fill, but he knew there were too many other people who needed food and Ignis was trying to complete a task.
A strong whiff of the meaty scent blew his way and he breathed in deeply, letting out a wistful sigh in response.]