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[daemonized]

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IT'S A RUDE ICON

[originallutece]

No.

[She says that firmly enough. For Prompto's sake or her own? Who knows.]

Our next bet will be between ourselves only. A measure of our own abilities or wills or what have you.

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[verflair]

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[verflair]

[ This comes on the heels of the first, and no doubt confusing, message: ]

My apologies. It seems my new friend wished to say hello.

[ Attached is a selfie (look, he’s learning!) of X’rhun, with a black and white cat curled around his shoulders. ]

[daemonized]

No worries to be had; I suspected that your first message was the result of some feline-related error.

New friend of yours?

[Ah... a house cat.]

[verflair]

I’m not certain, but I feel I should probably take offense to that remark. When have you ever known me to make a “feline-related error”?

But yes, he is. Despite appearances, he is a fellow refugee, and a wonderful conversational companion.

[daemonized]

When I refer to a feline-related error, I was not speaking about you. Perhaps you've never owned a house cat before. I suppose that would be odd.

[Cats keysmashing on keyboards, you know. He actually laughs a little.]

A refugee? He speaks?

[verflair]

Is that so? I don’t mind cats, and I personally have never found it odd to own one, but I can see how that might seem. My lifestyle simply never allowed for the keeping of a pet.

[ Now he’s wondering if Ardyn has ever had a cat, but he’ll have to find a better moment to ask. ]

He does. We’ve been having a lovely little chat. A cat-chat, if you will.

[daemonized]

[A cat-chat... X'rhun...]

And what manner of cat-chat things have you been talking about?

[verflair]

Oh, this and that.

[ A this and that cat-chat. ]

He asked me for fencing lessons.

[daemonized]

Can a feline fence? One would think you need opposable thumbs for that, but... ah, who am I to crush a little cat's dream?

[verflair]

I asked him the same question, actually. He claims he already uses a sword, and a slingshot as well.

[daemonized]

And did you ask for him to show you exactly how he might be able to do so?

Perhaps he was simply trying to impress? The truth is not often required to do just that much.

[verflair]

Now, now. I watched him use some sort of magic, so I shan't discount the possibility of swordplay so easily.

[daemonized]

So you've found not only a talking cat, but a magical one? He's starting to sound more and more like yourself, X'rhun.

[Ah... isn't he funny.]

Perhaps I might meet him someday.

[verflair]

Oh, aren’t you a riot?

[ He’s spotted some similarities between himself and Morgana already, but he’ll not say as much. ]

Mayhap you will. I believe he made mention of having friends in Olympia.

[daemonized]

I am. How good of you to notice.

A fellow Olympian. Well, I have no doubt I'll run into him sooner rather than later; for how can one /not/ notice a talking cat wandering the city streets?

[Assuming that he's ever lucky enough to cross paths with him.]

[verflair]

Would that I could be a fly on the wall to watch you strike up conversation with the cats of Olympia in the hope you find one that talks back.

[daemonized]

Oh, don't think me the sort of man who wouldn't do such a thing. I shall wish every cat I see a good morning, afternoon, or evening. None shall escape the wrath of my courtesy.

[verflair]

[ The mental image of Ardyn making casual conversation with every cat he sees is hilarious. Bless this conversation. ]

Oh, now that I really must see.

[daemonized]

Then come visit soon. You may trail behind me and view these attempts for yourself.

[He 100% will do it, too, just for the sake of being ridiculous.]

[verflair]

[ Oh, he has no doubt. ]

Mayhap I will. You had best not disappoint me.

[daemonized]

You know where to find me.

[Why he would want to watch him act like a fool is anyone's guess, but the invite is there.]

text; un: crimson duelist

[verflair]

[ Hello Ardyn, are you getting sick of random photographs from X’rhun? Hopefully not, because here’s another. This time, the red mage himself is absent from the photo, which instead shows a white chocobo of all things. It’s sitting, legs tucked beneath it, in the grass somewhere, head tilted curiously at the strange device being used to capture its likeness.

This is a Hydaelyn-brand bird, since it looks like a smaller version of the one that was at Alisaie and Prompto’s wedding. ]

The Natha brought be a friend, it seems.

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[daemonized]

[Oh. Oh no. Why is everyone except him getting a chocobo? Is fate conspiring against him again? It's hardly fair, and his eyes go over the picture several times before a response goes through.]

It's hardly fair.

[daemonized]

[A more Ardyn-like response follows:]

Does your friend have a name? When did this happen?