Oh my gosh! I’m so sorry that I asked you that twice! I forgot!! May I have another request where someone from another world (perhaps our world) falls out of the sky and onto their tent?

theydonotbindus:

No worries about the first ask! 

• Gladio knows the tent poles are bent beyond repair, and as frustrated as he is at the prospect of having to find another tent he’s more relieved nobody was inside it when this person fell on it. 
• Prompto snapped a couple of pictures of the portal they fell out of and is now videoing it on his phone. It’s pulsing. That can’t be normal….
• Ignis has not only made sure they’re still breathing, he’s also quickly checked them for any weapons. 
• Noctis isn’t fazed. Maybe it’s the magic inherent to his bloodline, but he’s more interested in their t-shirt. 
• “Hey, guys? What’s Pokemon?”
• As Ignis and Prompto lean in to examine the shirt themselves, Gladio notices a phone and wallet scattered a little away from their guest. The case on the phone is cracked, but the screen is okay.
• He pushes the button. The carrier name in the top left is unfamiliar, and the lock screen is a picture of pyramids…obviously old, but nothing like that exists in Eos. 
• The address on their ID card isn’t familiar to him, either. 
• He calls Ignis over and passes him their ID. “I don’t think they’re from around here,” he says. 
• “What, they’re Accordan?”
• Gladio holds up the phone. Noctis blinks. 
• “Those’re from Assassin’s Creed,” he says. 
• “Dude,” Prompto mutters. “Those are real.”

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