a; temple jobs [Ignis doesn’t want to just do nothing. He’s taken the time to try to figure out what’s going on here, and finds he has no reason to doubt the natives. He’d much rather be back home, still, but for now he doesn’t want to sit around doing nothing.
He needs the money.
There are some things that are easier to do than others - today he’s working on sweeping up after a storm, broom in hand as he tries to navigate around the shop. He’s trying to be careful, but it’s still possible he’ll bump into someone. Or, even worse, hit them with the broom.]
b; repli-fail [Well. This is happening. There’s an endless stream of coffee gushing from the replicator, and Ignis is not panicking. He’s not! He’s just...mildly annoyed.]
How do you get this thing to stop…?
[He presses at the replicator screen, but nothing happens. Someone might need to help him.]
c; virtual reality? Come, now.
[He makes a shooing motion with his hand, as a large, colorful cat winds itself around his legs and makes a distressed noise.]
There will be none of that.
[He doesn’t have time to be a literal cat herder. It seems he has no choice, though, as he’s gotten quite the flock of glitching cats.
He sighs, helpless.]
d; fanciest welcome party [And the first month of his stay here is wrapped up with a celebration. Ignis isn’t quite sure a bunch of strangers arriving is much of a thing to celebrate, saving the world or no. Still, he shows up because it would be rude not to, and he doesn’t want to stay cooped up in his own home.
He can be found mostly by the food table, an intense look of concentration on his face as he samples what’s available. Sometimes he rests his chin in his hand, looking deep in though.]
Fascinating…
[He’s come up with a new recipeh.]
e; wildcard [Want something different? Feel free to come at me with your own prompt, or hit me up at daintily for plotting!]
ignis scientia | ffxv
[Ignis doesn’t want to just do nothing. He’s taken the time to try to figure out what’s going on here, and finds he has no reason to doubt the natives. He’d much rather be back home, still, but for now he doesn’t want to sit around doing nothing.
He needs the money.
There are some things that are easier to do than others - today he’s working on sweeping up after a storm, broom in hand as he tries to navigate around the shop. He’s trying to be careful, but it’s still possible he’ll bump into someone. Or, even worse, hit them with the broom.]
b; repli-fail
[Well. This is happening. There’s an endless stream of coffee gushing from the replicator, and Ignis is not panicking. He’s not! He’s just...mildly annoyed.]
How do you get this thing to stop…?
[He presses at the replicator screen, but nothing happens. Someone might need to help him.]
c; virtual reality?
Come, now.
[He makes a shooing motion with his hand, as a large, colorful cat winds itself around his legs and makes a distressed noise.]
There will be none of that.
[He doesn’t have time to be a literal cat herder. It seems he has no choice, though, as he’s gotten quite the flock of glitching cats.
He sighs, helpless.]
d; fanciest welcome party
[And the first month of his stay here is wrapped up with a celebration. Ignis isn’t quite sure a bunch of strangers arriving is much of a thing to celebrate, saving the world or no. Still, he shows up because it would be rude not to, and he doesn’t want to stay cooped up in his own home.
He can be found mostly by the food table, an intense look of concentration on his face as he samples what’s available. Sometimes he rests his chin in his hand, looking deep in though.]
Fascinating…
[He’s come up with a new recipeh.]
e; wildcard
[Want something different? Feel free to come at me with your own prompt, or hit me up at