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[Closed] A search for callampas
Who: Ignis and Noctis
What: Closed post for the mushrooms quest
Where: The outskirts from the town
When: Evening time
Warnings: Will update according
[Not too long should pass in order for Ignis to come into account of this detail. A very important detail regarding his new life: his rather humble income. While it was better than nothing (and but of course, how could anyone think of living without a proper job?), the payment hardly sufficed for the usual needs he required on his daily living. Barely proper food, unless he decided to set himself to hunt, like in the good old days.
Only he lacked the proper weaponry in order to do so. And Ignis was definitely not feeling suicidal enough to venture himself in the depths of lands he hardly knew.
His pondering met an end as soon as an empty jar was found under the bed. The request? Fill it up. With mushrooms. Mushrooms? Okay, that was something he could think of hunting without risking his life. Or anyone's, giving how he was supposed to go solo on this one, until a certain former prince decided to tag along on the quest.
Not like he could complain.
The evening was warm and nice for exploring, empty jars in their hands as they seeked for rare mushrooms they could collect.]
I truly appreciate your concern about my current finances, Majesty, yet is nothing I can't handle without proper control of my expenses for the moment.
What: Closed post for the mushrooms quest
Where: The outskirts from the town
When: Evening time
Warnings: Will update according
[Not too long should pass in order for Ignis to come into account of this detail. A very important detail regarding his new life: his rather humble income. While it was better than nothing (and but of course, how could anyone think of living without a proper job?), the payment hardly sufficed for the usual needs he required on his daily living. Barely proper food, unless he decided to set himself to hunt, like in the good old days.
Only he lacked the proper weaponry in order to do so. And Ignis was definitely not feeling suicidal enough to venture himself in the depths of lands he hardly knew.
His pondering met an end as soon as an empty jar was found under the bed. The request? Fill it up. With mushrooms. Mushrooms? Okay, that was something he could think of hunting without risking his life. Or anyone's, giving how he was supposed to go solo on this one, until a certain former prince decided to tag along on the quest.
Not like he could complain.
The evening was warm and nice for exploring, empty jars in their hands as they seeked for rare mushrooms they could collect.]
I truly appreciate your concern about my current finances, Majesty, yet is nothing I can't handle without proper control of my expenses for the moment.
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Unlikely, unless you'd rather me earning some undesired weight thanks to them. I would prefer sharing. [And of course he cares of you, it's been his job for quite some time, hard to quit after all these years.] Well, I work at our humble bakery in town. Have you paid us a visit yet, Noct?
[Pastries aside, the spores manage to make his nose feel ticklish, sneezing some more at the red dust. And not to mention that smell--well, jokes on him for being so reckless. He coughs, though the mushroom is now safe inside the jar.]
My… apologies, I got carried away by our hunting. I don't think this small amount of spores take any toll on us, though.
[Although he does begin feeling rather hot now, unbuttoning his shirt without even realizing.]
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He sighs at the red spores.]
No, and I don't think I will anytime soon seeing as how I am fresh out of gold. I might come to see you though.
...what, are you hot or something? [It hasn't hit him yet. He's just wondering what is up with Ignis.]
Right, I gotta find another... another shroom. A less creepy one.
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It comes to his attention though, how Noctis points at his gesture, making Ignis stop before undoing the next button of his shirt.] I… I am, indeed. It suddenly felt rather warm, don't you think so?
[As well, his attention is suddenly drawn to Noctis… and his attire. Or lack of it. And his physique--my, how has he grown. And how fine: slender yet toned muscles shaping his frame. Cat-like eyes searching for some more mushrooms, and why was he thinking all this? Was he staring? Would Noctis realize? He has to know.]
Noct… don't you feel, by any chance… odd?