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After Ignis had woken up, found his way to the shower, and got himself properly dressed, he went about his day as usual, which meant trying to figure out where exactly he might find Noctis, so that they could go on from there, figuring out if today was a day they could enjoy for themselves or if they had Very Important Things to attend to.
And despite feeling as though his search around the apartment had been thorough, it was clear that Noctis was not here, which meant that it would be pretty important to find out where Noctis may have gone, hoping that he wasn't off getting himself into trouble, meaning that Ignis was slacking off on his very important job!
There wasn't much to go off of, though, although there was...a cat.
"Hello, Mr. Cat," Ignis greeted the cat respectfully, bowing slightly to it, which meant he had to adjust his glasses when he came back up. "I don't suppose you know where I might find the prince?"
Issa blinked up at Ignis, let out a long yawn, and ceremoniously started to groom herself.
"Hmmmm," Ignis frowned a little, humming thoughtfully. "I see. Well. Perhaps there might be something in the fridge that might help loosen your tongue a little, Mr. Cat..."
Unfortunately, not even the leftover seafood from the paella in the fridge would convince the cat to be helpful, much to Ignis' disappointment, so he supposed he'd have to venture out to solve the mystery on his own.
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And despite feeling as though his search around the apartment had been thorough, it was clear that Noctis was not here, which meant that it would be pretty important to find out where Noctis may have gone, hoping that he wasn't off getting himself into trouble, meaning that Ignis was slacking off on his very important job!
There wasn't much to go off of, though, although there was...a cat.
"Hello, Mr. Cat," Ignis greeted the cat respectfully, bowing slightly to it, which meant he had to adjust his glasses when he came back up. "I don't suppose you know where I might find the prince?"
Issa blinked up at Ignis, let out a long yawn, and ceremoniously started to groom herself.
"Hmmmm," Ignis frowned a little, humming thoughtfully. "I see. Well. Perhaps there might be something in the fridge that might help loosen your tongue a little, Mr. Cat..."
Unfortunately, not even the leftover seafood from the paella in the fridge would convince the cat to be helpful, much to Ignis' disappointment, so he supposed he'd have to venture out to solve the mystery on his own.
[[ open, of course, especially to the rooooomaaaaate, though with potential SP ]]
