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Crystalline Chill
Who: Residents of house C-01 and friends!
When: All throughout May, see prompts and individual threads
Where: House C-01
What: Monthly catchall for the XV House shenanigans
Warnings/Notes: There's likely going to be spoilers for Kingsglaive and the main game up to Chapter 13 somewhere in the comments.
A. Sometimes you just want to ride...
Late in the morning of the 1st, there is a low purring sound of an engine going down the street. One that wasn't accustomed to travel aside by foot or chocobo claw. Yet, somehow, a certain man manages not to clip a single thing. And it sits there, in front of House C-01, black, shiny, and very much a wonder to a few moogles. Especially since the convertible's roof is airship-grade plexiglass.
B. [Insert "I'll Make A Man Out Of You" joke here]
There was one upside to living with the once-deceased leader of the Crownsguard, and that was one didn't have to go far for a training enthusiast. There was also one downside to this: not having to go far for a training enthusiast. It's the crack of dawn when the nice little symphony of insects and kwehs get interrupted by the sounds of wooden weapons clashing and spells being practiced.
Rest in pieces, light sleepers. They apologize in advance.
C. That's it!
Of course, no one can train or go through the day on no fuel. And one person in particular has taken upon himself to at least ensure a few others can eventually cook eggs without burning them. The real question is: Will Ignis come up with a new recipeh involving that jar of kupo nut butter?
D. I want to ride my chocobo all day~
If anyone is surprised at the fact that there are two or three (depending on the date because Chocobo Eater event) lovely birds, then they clearly don't understand at least 50% of the household's love for the magnificent creatures. The black one in particular seems to be particularly happy with their nice little stack of shiny objects...
There may or may not be a pair of glasses on the top of that pile. Sorry, Specs.
E. Hold my Ebony
(Feel free to come up with your own prompts, guys; these aren't the limits to our zaniness.)
When: All throughout May, see prompts and individual threads
Where: House C-01
What: Monthly catchall for the XV House shenanigans
Warnings/Notes: There's likely going to be spoilers for Kingsglaive and the main game up to Chapter 13 somewhere in the comments.
A. Sometimes you just want to ride...
Late in the morning of the 1st, there is a low purring sound of an engine going down the street. One that wasn't accustomed to travel aside by foot or chocobo claw. Yet, somehow, a certain man manages not to clip a single thing. And it sits there, in front of House C-01, black, shiny, and very much a wonder to a few moogles. Especially since the convertible's roof is airship-grade plexiglass.
B. [Insert "I'll Make A Man Out Of You" joke here]
There was one upside to living with the once-deceased leader of the Crownsguard, and that was one didn't have to go far for a training enthusiast. There was also one downside to this: not having to go far for a training enthusiast. It's the crack of dawn when the nice little symphony of insects and kwehs get interrupted by the sounds of wooden weapons clashing and spells being practiced.
Rest in pieces, light sleepers. They apologize in advance.
C. That's it!
Of course, no one can train or go through the day on no fuel. And one person in particular has taken upon himself to at least ensure a few others can eventually cook eggs without burning them. The real question is: Will Ignis come up with a new recipeh involving that jar of kupo nut butter?
D. I want to ride my chocobo all day~
If anyone is surprised at the fact that there are two or three (depending on the date because Chocobo Eater event) lovely birds, then they clearly don't understand at least 50% of the household's love for the magnificent creatures. The black one in particular seems to be particularly happy with their nice little stack of shiny objects...
There may or may not be a pair of glasses on the top of that pile. Sorry, Specs.
E. Hold my Ebony
(Feel free to come up with your own prompts, guys; these aren't the limits to our zaniness.)
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Noctis blinks a couple times, two thoughts coming to mind. First: Oh gods, please don't tell him his moogle is a gourmand. Second? ...Well, it makes him chuckle without looking at them. Because man, did his head go to the gutter.
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He comes back to the counter and sprinkles half of the waffles on Noct's plate with sugar and leaves the other half for the eggs. "This should do it."
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Noct catches the look on Ignis' face and turns to see the two piles of sugar waffle. Whoa. And he thought he was bad. "Knock it off, Ivory." He frowns. "You know, I expected the whining from Ebony..."
But then, Ebony knows better. He turns back around, getting another plate out and putting the fresh waffle on it. Trade ya, Igs. "Thanks."
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Ebony gives Noct a confused look as if asking 'why would I do that' because- he already got what he wanted- a pile of cinnamon sugar. And he proceeds to nom on that pile of sugar, very gleefully.
Ignis accepts the offered plate and arranges on it the food for himself. "They smell delicious."
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"Let's see if they taste as good as they smell, then." You know, sans the mountain of sugar and cinnamon on top.
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Ignis takes a seat, after taking forks for both of them, looking more than eager to dive in. Noct is probably hungrier than him though, being awake for so long. He hands over the for to Noct and digs in.
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Noctis makes sure the waffle iron is off for now. If anyone else wanted some after they ran out, they could do it themselves. By which he means he'll probably end up making more because the moogles pulling off a pretty good puppy eyes. Damn cute little fluff balls.
He sits down with them, taking the fork offered with a nod of thanks, and digs in as well. Huh. They didn't actually turn out half bad. Wouldn't knock anyone's socks off, but damn. Only a slight bit of burning in a couple spots.
They weren't black bricks. He'll take it. Though he blinks when Ivory places a bit of her own waffle on his plate, looking at him expectantly. It has the dreaded kupo nut butter on it. And not all that much cinnamon and sugar.
Help.
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He catches Ivory moving and placing the waffle on Noct's plate. Welp. This is the only situation he can't use his silver tongue to get him out of 'trouble'. Sorry Noct, you'll have to try it.
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Ivory is not even blinking.
OK, fine. He'll... try it.
Noct spears it with his fork, brings it to his mouth. He tries to ignore the way the moogles seem to lean closer to get a look, and-
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"Somehow... slightly better than without the sugar." No wonder they piled it on.
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"Here Noct."
He eyes the jar, then looks over at Ebony and Ivory:"Thank you for the offer but, kupo nut butter is not something we can eat. We do, however, appreciate the thought of sharing it with us."
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"I'm sorry, kupo..." It's such a sad existence, not being able to stomach kupo nuts.
Noct waits until the two moogles are done eating and out of earshot before he says: "Can't believe there's something worse than carrots."
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Okay, Ignis can't hold back a chuckle anymore.
"Is that a green light for me? Should I add them in today's curry?"
you know, it would probably help if I'm not on the mod journal...
Though at that comment, he looks super offended.
"Hell no." Ignis, no. It is the first of two things he absolutely refuses to eat. Don't do this to him.
xD
And now he has to hide the smile behind his fist because, well. Someone will get angry.
"Ah, the wishful thinking," he says, trying to sound sad, but that grin is telling the entirely different story.
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"Ignis."
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Did something happen? Nothing happened. You saw nothing. That smile is just a smile, he's not amused by your disgust towards carrots. Poor things- what did they do to you Noct? Except taste crunchy.
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"What are you smirking about?" Aside from, you know, the obvious.
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"Awfully funny things, don't you agree? Good for the immune system."
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"I fail to see what's so funny about them." Not even going to touch the nutritional facts. He's already gotten the downing vitamins jokes.
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Keeping his proper composure is becoming more and more difficult because he's saying stupid things that even he doesn't believe in.
"...the fact that you hate them with everything you have."
He couldn't resist.
"Don't worry, as always, I will keep your portion of curry carrot-free."
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Of all the things he could potentially be upset about, it's carrot jokes at his expense. It's- kind of nice, honestly.
He sighs, the anger abating. For now, as he takes a couple bites and lets the silence linger for a moment...
"So, saw a couple megalocrabs fishing the other day. Should I kill one for dinner tomorrow?" He says nonchalantly, almost as though he doesn't remember how uppity he gets with large seafood...
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