airlocked cmo post

[nightcure]

for between and during rounds and all kinds of junk!
r3s can use this for space pirate shenanigans

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[nightcure]

... Hey, I wasn't gonna say it.

[ translation: huge agree ]

[scourgingstars]

It's hard to ignore the truth, now isn't it?

[nightcure]

Oh, yeah. Honestly, I'd be worried about the network if they weren't so terrible.

[scourgingstars]

If anyone deserves having the full force of Yuuri Wakasa Tenmyouji Lucis Caelum of Caeldonia, I should think it would be them. Here.

[get: one(1) delicious plate of apple curry]

[nightcure]

Oh, yeah. No doubt about that.

[ mmm, spapple curry

He takes a bite. ]

Hey, this is really good.

[scourgingstars]

Oh, spectacular. Now I won't be terribly ashamed when she finds out I've been practicing.

[Ardyn laughed to himself, leaning back against the counter and pulling his gloves back on.]

[nightcure]

She should be pretty proud. When'd you start practicing, anyway?

[scourgingstars]

That is a secret I'll not be divulging anytime soon.

[it was yuuri's birthday]

[he made four attempts at a cake before getting it right]

[nightcure]

Really? Maybe I'll have to ask Yuuri instead.

[scourgingstars]

Don't you dare.

[nightcure]

Afraid she'll rat you out?

[ rip, ardyn too-many-goddamn-last-names ]

[scourgingstars]

Afraid, no.

Absolutely certain, yes.

[nightcure]

If you keep making this curry, maybe I'll consider not asking.

[scourgingstars]

...Are you blackmailing me?

His Majesty Noctis Lucis Caelum CXIV, Chosen King of Light and Savior to the Star, resorting to blackmail?

Good heavens, prison's changed you terribly.

[nightcure]

What can I say? I like good food.

[ what a little shit. look at him, grinning like the shit he is. ]

[scourgingstars]

[runs in the family, really]

My, you've got me in quite the difficult position. I suppose I've simply no choice but to go along with your horrendously unreasonable demands.

[nightcure]

Yeah. You get to practice cooking for your adoptive family and I get to eat it and give you tips. Terrible.

[scourgingstars]

The worst. Clearly I'm not the manifestation of evil between us at this point.

[nightcure]

Yep, definitely. Think there's a chance for redemption for me?

[scourgingstars]

Well. We'll need a space station, a tonberry with a terrifying need for sugar, a handful of people with severe emotional hangups, a flock of pigeons, and several bottles of Gralean Firagaball.

...Actually, forget the last one. The headache's not worth it.

[nightcure]

[ ... pfft. Noctis actually lets out a laugh at that. ]

Pretty sure I can check a few of those off. Besides, that headache was probably your fault. Moderation, or something.

[scourgingstars]

I hadn't been able to taste anything in two thousand years, I think I have a perfectly reasonable excuse for briefly forgetting a matter of sense.

...Much as I did regret it the next morning.

[nightcure]

Yeah, that's fair. So you've got a thing for cinnamon, huh?

[ he would've guessed ardyn would've been partial to bitter. or salty. ]

[scourgingstars]

If you think that's surprising, you should hear me order coffee.

[even kip has some stiff competition for 'who has more sugar in their bloodstream' ast spacebucks.]

As if you're one to talk. I could have thrown a stick of celery in your direction and had you running for the hills.

[nightcure]

I'm pretty sure my coffee order is less coffee and more flavored syrups.

[ It's cool. ]

Celery's the worst vegetable, can you blame me?