and the hope of morning

[founderinglight]

Who: Izunia and you! And a kitty. (First prompt closed to Ardyn)
What: TWIN FIGHT TWIN FIGHT and general catchall. And a kitty.
When: Twinfight: Morning of Tues the 1st. Everything else, whenever whenever after that.
Where: The beach; around the Station
Warnings: All the hecking warnings on the twinfight.

Closed to Ardyn

[It takes some time to find his brother; as a result, people might see Izunia doing the "think murder and walk" thing for a half an hour or so around the Station before he concludes that Ardyn isn't there and heads elsewhere. Those with a careful eye will notice more than just his stance being different; he's clean-shaven and decked out in full black coat and boots, including a black tricorn hat with an impressive plume and a bird skull of some sort attached to it. If the growing heat of the mid-to-late morning bothers him, it's hard to tell.

Those who are more used to the casually-dressed, laid-back man usually seen around the Station could well be surprised to see this side of him. Today, the Founder King walks.

And so it is eventually out of the Station that he roams, and there spots the figure down on the beach from the cliffside. A thrown dagger hits the sand, leaving behind it the blue trail of a very long warp, and Izunia plucks it from the sand before crossing the last few yards to his brother.]

Ardyn. If you have some time, might I have a word?

[menacing]

May 2-4, aka the Heat Wave, around the Station

[Come the heat wave itself, however, Izunia is dressed at least a little more practically for the weather, though still in teeshirts and black pants. He can be found in all his usual places - the low-numbers kitchen, the deck, and the library - during the day, as well as sitting in the Annex underlevel on a blanket to enjoy the breeze in the cooler underground cavern. He's not completely immune to heat, only mostly.

Those who hang around the outside of the station at night, when things have cooled off a little more, will find him either on the deck still or out on the sand behind the stables, working with some sort of light magic as he turns it into different colors from his usual blue, and, eventually, into the shapes of letters and simple symbols. It seems like he's having quite a bit of fun, at least.]

Also May 2-4, also around the Station but more common room/kitchens/his room

[What's that sound? What's that flash in the corner of your eye?

It's a cat - the size of a full grown feline already, though her proportions mark her as not yet an adult - with a dark blue collar and a ringing bell.

And she is having the zoomies around the residential floor after escaping her dad's room. Nyoom, off she goes!

Or perhaps you're sitting in the kitchens or the common room when she finally wears herself out a bit, and you've been approached for Pettings, Please. Or perhaps you have food. Or perhaps your shoelaces have just become her new toy in place of randomly zooming around.

However it is you encounter this fluffy little monster, you can be sure that Izunia is not too far behind, led by the sound of her bell.]

May 5th, Night

[Once the heat wave breaks, it's finally time to make use of one of the Station's new features. With all the windows open to the breeze and the sound of the storm, Izunia is sprawled out in the hot tub in a pair of black trunks and nothing else. The way his head is tipped back, it's easy to mistake him for asleep, but the sound of someone else arriving makes him glance in the direction of the door. It's still fairly easy to tell him apart from Ardyn, though, if you know what to look for - blue eyes, still clean-shaven, and a black tattoo on his chest, the majority of it blurred by the bubbling water except for the two crows flying highest in the direction of his neck.]

Evening.

Comments

fite fite fite

[burninglight]

What do you want, Izunia?

[Ardyn narrowed his eyes, pausing in his practice and letting the scarlet-hued Blade of the Mystic vanish from his hands.]

...and what the hell is that hat.

[founderinglight]

[Fuck you, his hat is great, it doesn't make him look like he escaped an MRA convention at the cost of his sense of style, unlike some people's.

Izunia doesn't say that, though. He just takes a single step closer, still with that pleasant expression -

Before quite suddenly snapping his arm up and bringing his fist around at Ardyn's jaw with his full strength. It's enough that it could well knock Ardyn to the ground if he's not quick to prepare himself for it.

How do you like them apples?]

That is for never telling me what your healing powers actually did, you dumb bastard.

kitchen

[nojohnyouare]

Cat-san...

[Mai was going to start cooking, but she closes the pantry door when she spots the cat and crouches down to look. She slowly offers out a hand.]

Whose are you?

[founderinglight]

[No! Open the cupboard! Stop having it be closed!

The cat sniffs Mai's hand before going to the just-closed cupboard door and meowing. Why did you close it, there might be things to chase in there!]

[cyclicalconcept]

[Don't mind her, she's still trying to....reconcile feelings. And she's cooking now. Trying to do something equivalent to a huarache.

That's when she spots a newcomer to the area. She pauses in her cooking to bend down and hold out her hand.]

...Oh, what a beautiful cat...

[Her kitteh, meanwhile, is on her shoulder, meowing. Excuse you but he is also beautiful?]

[founderinglight]

[Oh, a friend! Sniff sniff. Banp. The cat headbutts Kana's hand after sniffing it for a moment, with a quiet purr.]

catte

[dragonmouth]

[ It's when the kitteh approaches Ula in the kitchen that Tali takes notice. She's opened a can of tuna and examined it closely before setting it out on a plate.

Ula, an odd-eyed adult cat with short hair and a permanent glower, eyes the interloper suspiciously.]

[founderinglight]

[Hello other cat! Aren't you friend? Don't you want to be friends?

And then there's food and Verity gets distracted, meowing fairly loudly. Share!

Meanwhile, footsteps from down the hallway are accompanied by a voice - ]

Where have you gotten off to now, you little escape artist...?

May 1st, lunch

[photoshooter]

[Apparently, Prompto was working in the tech lab when he got Izunia's message, because here he comes with grease smudged on his face and that oversized tent of a T-shirt (now relieved of its sleeves) and a yellow ball of fluff at his heels.]

What happened? What'd you deck him for? Are you okay?

[founderinglight]

[Izunia is just quite calmly working over the stove, in contrast. He's shed the thick black coat, but the rest of him is still dressed rather formally, black dress shirt's sleeves shoved up to his elbows as he stirs a delicious-smelling pot.

In contrast to Prompto's immediate anxiety, he seems to be in a fairly good mood.]

We had a fight that was a long time coming, for not ever telling me that he was absorbing the scourge instead of healing it, and I'm fine, it will take far more than a kick in the ribs to do me in, and even if it didn't, I'm quite as capable of making curatives as Noctis.

[He gives the pot a final stir before coming away from the stove, instead sitting at his usual table, which is occupied by...

A cat carrier? A cat carrier, and a small bowl of chopped meat, and, indeed, a fluffy grey kitty.]

Oh good, she's eating.

catcatcatcatcatcatcat

[shiritai]

[ Violet certainly has plenty of shoelaces to chew! So, feel free, young kitty, it's not like Violet is going to do much to stop you, other than look kind of perturbed by the fact that this is happening in the first place. ]

... hello? Is there something wrong with my shoes?

[ An attempt, it was made. ]

[founderinglight]

[Shoelaces are the BEST toy. Don't mind as Verity rolls onto her back to get back paw action in on this.

Luckily, Izunia isn't far behind.]

Ah, Violet, have you seen - nevermind, there she is.

[Him kitty.]

May 2, night

[dubiouslychthonic]

[At least it does get dark and relatively cooler; for all of her preemptive worry over the possibility of heat exhaustion, Jetshard's got to admit that this world's seasonal cycle could be a lot worse. She doesn't envy the people whose sleeping schedules keep them up through the worst of the heat, though. Nocturnalism has its perks.

Still, when she makes her way out onto the deck, she's dressed down a bit in deference to the weather; new sandals and tank top, although she's sticking with leggings for now.

And hey, here's a face that hasn't been around a great deal over the last few days. She grins, as she grabs a deckchair nearby.] Hey, feeling better?

[founderinglight]

[Izunia is a bit overdressed still compared to the rest of the Station - dressing down for him is a black teeshirt and his shoes kicked off to somewhere in the Armiger.

At the sound of the familiar voice, he grins, making the trio of glowing stars he's playing with turn green for her briefly before they're back to his usual blue.]

Oh, much, thank you. I hope I didn't worry you too badly.

couple days later; private, luciferskylight

[burninglight]

WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU

WHAT DID YOU TALK JUNPEI INTO BEHIND MY BACK

DON'T EVEN BULLSHIT ME I ALREADY KNOW ABOUT PALACES

private, elevencrows

[founderinglight]

Rather a lot of things, but slightly less than there were before.

If you already know, then why are you asking?

caaaaaaaaat

[myocordial]

[Heart happens to be in the common room when he comes across the cat. He's lacking in food, but pets are always appreciated. There's a few moments where he has to stare a little, unsure how to deal with being approached by a cat, but...

Pretty quickly Heart can be found crouched down, providing the kitty with all of the pets.

So soft...]

[founderinglight]

[It cat! She cat! Verity bonks solidly into Heart's hand, purring at the pettings. Really. if he just holds his hand still, she'll do that thing where a cat just goes back and forth, petting themselves.

And it's not long before - ]

Ah, there she is. Verity, dear, you're lucky everyone is friendly, you make it quite hard to keep an eye on you.

CAT -- common room

[nightcure]

[ Noctis is wandering around, and the flash of silver catches his eye. Immediately, he kneels down and holds his hand out.

Another cat. This is the best day ever. ]

Hey there.

[founderinglight]

[Another big friend! Verity immediately trots over and sniffs Noctis' hand. Then she headbutts it. Then she flops in that way that

you know when a cat offers you tempting fluffy belly but really they're just looking to wrestle your hand?

Yeah she's doing that.]

May 2, common room

[blackestwitch]

[ Maddie is chilling out in the common room today, clad in a funny shirt, a pair of shorts, and her usual flannel tied around her waist instead of being worn properly. A set of gaming headphones are around her neck, quietly blaring music out.

She's lounging in an armchair with one foot over an armrest while Zel, her cat/companion, rests on the back of the chair. She pauses when she hears the sound of a bell - was that one of the androids? No it was moving too fast. She figured it out once she felt something batting at the arms of her flannel, hanging off the edge of the chair. ]

Hey there. [ She puts her hand down off the edge of the chair next to her sleeve. It's either going to sniff her hand, bat at her hand, or run away, but cats are cute so? ]

[founderinglight]

[Sniff! Sniffy sniff!

...Bonp.

That's a very fluffy cat, and here come footsteps after her, a long stride in fancy boots.]

May 2, afternoon; viewing deck

[thoroff]

[Despite this being nowhere near the beach or the hot tub Wren is clad in her bikini as she walks onto the deck; with the heat wave in full swing, even the tactician's coat that would normally be her sole concession to modesty is nowhere to be seen. She falls into a chair — pointedly not one of the plush ones — and exhales deeply, fanning herself with one hand.

She's yet to acknowledge Izunia's presence, if she even noticed him there at all.]

[founderinglight]

Afternoon, Wren.

[It's okay he can just come over, with a cold drink from his Armiger held out in offer. Being a portable fridge has its benefits.]

Here, don't get dehydrated.

[Worth noting: This absolute parody of a man is still dressed in all-black, his scarf looser around his neck as the only obvious concession to the heat.]

Hot tub

[riderofcharlemagne]

[In through the door comes Astolfo, clad in the same swimsuit as the last time he encountered Izunia here.]

Not worried about falling asleep this time, are you?

[founderinglight]

This time, I am actually adequately rested.

[Hey bud. Izunia gives a lazy wave before tilting his head back to looking at the ceiling again.]