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hugtopia_logs2020-07-07 11:06 pm
necromanswers) wrote in hugtopia_logs2020-07-07 11:06 pm
Entry tags:
- !: lup,
- c: ardyn lucis caelum,
- c: ciel phantomhive,
- c: devon darconin,
- c: goofy,
- c: honerva,
- c: kaito,
- c: kyoko mogami,
- c: lance,
- c: libra,
- c: minato arisato,
- c: nico di angelo,
- c: noctis lucis caelum,
- c: nyx ulric,
- c: prompto argentum,
- c: satoru gojo,
- c: shinji ikari,
- c: taako,
- c: verstael besithia,
- c: vianca
Affurgato Mingle: July edition
♥ Who: Open to all
♥ Where: Affurgato
♥ When: This week
♥ What: An open mingle at the restaurant which is... mysteriously celebratory!
♥ Rating: who knows, probably PG/13ish?
Regulars of Affurgato might notice things have spiced up a little bit in the last several days; the decor is a little brighter, the staff more upbeat, and the food, while tasty as ever, is a little different. The restaurant is advertising a summer menu of slow-cooked BBQ sliders, sweet potato fries with honey butter dip, grilled pineapple and watermelon slices, and warm peach cobbler with ice cream. The prices are slightly more premium than usual, but ooh, doesn't it all smell worth it? Newcomers might even get a discount, if the right elf twin gets their bill. But how do you know which one's the right twin? ...Yeah, good luck with that.
For this week, the menu will include two curious additions as well: a Thanksgiving-esque meal including fresh slabs of turkey and stuffing, flavoured with bacon grease, and a slice of rainbow layer cake. The cats are very attentive, especially to recognizably good tippers, and there's a display sign outside the door with a doodle of a binicorn in flashy sunglasses shouting the words "ONE YEAR MORE, NERDS", which might be weird to those who know that Affurgato opened about six months ago. Ah, well.
Also noteworthy is the fact that an actual, tangible magical bicicorn will be running around for the first 45 minutes of every daily shift that the restaurant is open, trying to scoop people up onto his back and deposit them in front of the shop. You're here now, so you might as well get a meal, right? Don't question it.
Come one, come all! Enjoy some good food and the company of your neighbours, maybe visit the elves and see what's up.
♥ Where: Affurgato
♥ When: This week
♥ What: An open mingle at the restaurant which is... mysteriously celebratory!
♥ Rating: who knows, probably PG/13ish?
Regulars of Affurgato might notice things have spiced up a little bit in the last several days; the decor is a little brighter, the staff more upbeat, and the food, while tasty as ever, is a little different. The restaurant is advertising a summer menu of slow-cooked BBQ sliders, sweet potato fries with honey butter dip, grilled pineapple and watermelon slices, and warm peach cobbler with ice cream. The prices are slightly more premium than usual, but ooh, doesn't it all smell worth it? Newcomers might even get a discount, if the right elf twin gets their bill. But how do you know which one's the right twin? ...Yeah, good luck with that.
For this week, the menu will include two curious additions as well: a Thanksgiving-esque meal including fresh slabs of turkey and stuffing, flavoured with bacon grease, and a slice of rainbow layer cake. The cats are very attentive, especially to recognizably good tippers, and there's a display sign outside the door with a doodle of a binicorn in flashy sunglasses shouting the words "ONE YEAR MORE, NERDS", which might be weird to those who know that Affurgato opened about six months ago. Ah, well.
Also noteworthy is the fact that an actual, tangible magical bicicorn will be running around for the first 45 minutes of every daily shift that the restaurant is open, trying to scoop people up onto his back and deposit them in front of the shop. You're here now, so you might as well get a meal, right? Don't question it.
Come one, come all! Enjoy some good food and the company of your neighbours, maybe visit the elves and see what's up.
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He quirked a brow at Nyx's remark, expression switching to exasperation.]
Another Lucian. Will my good fortune never cease?
[All these Lucians and not a single other Niff. Clearly the gods had something personal against him.]
It's quite something that the most tolerable of you are the future kings.
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Okay, no, not yet, but Nyx does stiffen at the comment.
After everything the Empire did-- ]
Funny. Seems like Empire's definition of "tolerable" is wanting them dead.
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[No reason to hide it.]
I am not against a peace treaty, but I won't be apologizing for doing my job.
[With that he took another satisfying bite. It was pretty good food.]
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Was weaponizing daemons all part of the job?
[ Somewhere in the back of his mind, he knows this isn't the time or place. But that's not all the Empire did. They took his home-- his original one. They killed his sister, his mother, and many other families. Now all corpses, for what?
This man is sitting at a cafe, eating a burger without a stain on his conscience. It makes his blood boil. ]
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But there was a war that would be soon that might be the appropriate place for Nyx on the timeline.]
M.E. 725? [He tilted his head curiously, Nyx's anger seeming to roll off his back like it was nothing.]
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'Fuck you', is how Nyx expression reads. Fresh from what's essentially a continuation of the Empire's conquest of the world-- or what should have been the end of it-- he's seething. The images of burning buildings, a treaty that was a farce from the beginning, Luna carrying the ring against all odds, are still ingrained in his mind.
Nyx remains tight lipped, and he straightens. ] Since when were you loyal to Niflheim?
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I have always been loyal to Niflheim. It is my homeland.
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Anger clouds his judgment, however. ]
Didn’t the prince make you a Crownsguard?
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For a moment longer he was still confused, but then it was obvious, though unusual. Despite looks, he and Prompto never seemed to be mistaken for each other.]
Ah. [Realization dawned on him.] You're mistaking me for the boy. Prompto Argentum. We aren't much alike.
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Then who are you.
[ He only knows what Prompto looks like. He’s never actually spoken with him before... if he did, there would be no mistaking one for the other. ]
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You should speak with your king before making any attempts on my life.
[After all, they had a truce of sorts. He didn't need another stab-happy soldier on him.]
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If this is truly Verstael Besithia-- a name everyone in the Kingsglaive knows-- then the man sitting before him is none other than the one responsible for those weaponized daemons, their extensive army.
Nyx rolls his shoulders back, taking a step away, drawing in a breath. Not here. Now's not the time or place...
And then he turns on his heels, storming away from the cafe and Verstael. ]