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[daemonized]

ARDYN IZUNIA

Ardyn Izunia. Professor of law. Lord of law. Liege of law. The one grading your papers. Leave a message.

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[daemonized]

[Oh, Rosalind. This is too much. She's too good of a friend. He would've been happy with just her company and the cupcake.

All of these things are met with (sincere) surprise and gratitude, because one always needs more things suited for drinking, one always needs more cat supplies, and one must always need more reading material when it comes to amusing law cases and why they were ruled on in a particular way. He laughs at the group of all these presents, thanking her, but when he gets to the chocobo scarf--

Well. It's frankly amazing.]

Chocobos!

[-he says, as if it weren't obvious when he admires the scarf in his hands. Because, yes, chocobos. He loves it.]

[originallutece]

Of course that's your favorite.

[She sounds vastly amused, though. Rosalind sets Penny down in her lap, resting her chin in the palm of one hand.]

I was going to go for a tie, but I thought you'd appreciate that one more. There were socks, too. Perhaps I'll save those for Christmas.

[daemonized]

[He's already wrapping it around his neck, never mind the fact that he's already wearing a scarf. But now he has two. I dare you to judge him.]

Oh, don't spoil it. I want chocobo Christmas socks to be a complete surprise.

[He laughs.]

If there's one good thing that's come out of this Retrospec nonsense, it's chocobos. Even you cannot argue against that.

[originallutece]

[The U.S.S Judgement has long since sailed.]

I can argue against whatever I'd like, actually. Though I do admit, they're rather . . . cute, I suppose. In a feathery way. I still don't like riding them, though.

[daemonized]

I raced one against my nephew once, you know.

[It ended... uh, interestingly.]

We should try it together sometime.

[He says to Rosalind, who literally just said she doesn't like riding them.]

[originallutece]

I'd beat you.

[Maybe not, she remembers belatedly. He had as much of an upper class education as she did, and what's more, he actively loves the things. It's not hard to imagine he'd beat her easily; she's only ridden once in the past year.

But like hell she's gonna take that back, so.]

[daemonized]

And what a shame it would be for me to shatter that confidence of yours after you most assuredly lose.

[He loves chocobos, and remembers vaguely based on his memories how to deal with them, how to ride them. And while that's no guarantee that it won't end in disaster, he seems confident enough.]

[originallutece]

I'm not going to let you win simply because it's your birthday.

Which nephew did you race against?

[daemonized]

That's fine, I'd win anyway.

[An innocent grin!]

Ah, Souji. It believe it was his idea initially.

[originallutece]

[WE'LL JUST SEE ABOUT THAT, BUDDY, but it's not worth arguing right now.]

That seems about right. Is he as mad for them as he is for cats, or is it just a general love for animals?

[daemonized]

Oh, I think it was only a general curiosity, back when they were new and unusual. [A wave of a hand, dismissively.]

That isn't to say that he's not fond of animals in general. A shared trait between himself and I.