[Sorry about bird dad, Futaba. But Kanji couldn't help being a little tickled with the idea of such bonding between human and animal. He liked critters, but couldn't really have them, himself. He hoped she'd be okay with the big bird.]
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[It was a sound thumping. Lavode among others had suffered the Chocobo Eater problem, and despite how strange the circumstance was for happening all at once in multiple areas (hmm...), the day was won and everyone got weird cabbages (and some like Futaba, bird friends!) for their efforts. They could entice chocobos, he'd been told, so it was best to keep them cool and hold onto them.
With a sigh, Kanji settled in as the airship took off, ready to take them all back to the Curti Center. Ignoring the hustle and bustle as some of the fighters told grandiose stories of their victories, and others still grunted and groaned from their injuries tended to by greenhorn white mages, Kanji instead poked at his iMog. The armor disappeared in a flash, replaced by his normal clothing as Suzette settled in at his shoulder, fanning herself.
Kanji absently stroked one of her ears, and was rewarded with a small coo and a nuzzle of the palm.]
What a ride! If it's always like this, I ain't gonna lie, I could get used to it. I just gotta work on this whole tanking thing more.
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[Sorry about bird dad, Futaba. But Kanji couldn't help being a little tickled with the idea of such bonding between human and animal. He liked critters, but couldn't really have them, himself. He hoped she'd be okay with the big bird.]
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[It was a sound thumping. Lavode among others had suffered the Chocobo Eater problem, and despite how strange the circumstance was for happening all at once in multiple areas (hmm...), the day was won and everyone got weird cabbages (and some like Futaba, bird friends!) for their efforts. They could entice chocobos, he'd been told, so it was best to keep them cool and hold onto them.
With a sigh, Kanji settled in as the airship took off, ready to take them all back to the Curti Center. Ignoring the hustle and bustle as some of the fighters told grandiose stories of their victories, and others still grunted and groaned from their injuries tended to by greenhorn white mages, Kanji instead poked at his iMog. The armor disappeared in a flash, replaced by his normal clothing as Suzette settled in at his shoulder, fanning herself.
Kanji absently stroked one of her ears, and was rewarded with a small coo and a nuzzle of the palm.]
What a ride! If it's always like this, I ain't gonna lie, I could get used to it. I just gotta work on this whole tanking thing more.