The first bit of bad news came even before they'd manage to make it to camp the night before, with the news that the chocobos weren't available for rental. "Not while Deadeye's still about," Wiz explained, when they went to go see him about some birds for the following day. "He's an uncommonly ferocious behemoth that's been takin' to prowlin' these parts as of late. His scent makes our birds nervous, and to prevent accidents an' tragedies, we have no choice to suspend rentals. But…if there happened to be some particularly tenacious Hunters on hand that might be willin' to take him on…If you could bring the beast down, there'd be a reward in it for ya, as well as bein' able to let out the birds again. But...knowin' the danger, I wouldn't blame ya fer sayin' no."
"Nothing like hunting down monsters to wake you up in the morning," Gladio noted with a grunt. "You think we've got time for something like this?"
( We did just take down an Astral; how difficult could a mere behemoth be? )
Prompto nervously licked his lips, but he nodded, the stiff sort of nod of a person bolstering themselves up against unsurmountable odds. "Right," he said. Simple. Determined.
Ignis smiled softly. "Right," he agreed. "Now, do me a favor and go ask the others if they'd prefer fish or steak tonight."
Despite himself, despite everything, Prompto huffed out a small laugh. "I think you already know the answer to that one."
"Well," he lightly ventured, "in that case, tell them too bad, we are not doing Cup NoodleTM again tonight. Not on my watch and especially not with fresh garula on the menu."
[[ *revels in the quiet simplicity of this one knowing what's up in a couple days* NFB, of course, NFI unless you'd like to fail at getting in touch with them, OOC welcome and cherished, so on and so forth! this one's even almost all original filler content, baybeeeeee ]]
"Nothing like hunting down monsters to wake you up in the morning," Gladio noted with a grunt. "You think we've got time for something like this?"
( We did just take down an Astral; how difficult could a mere behemoth be? )
Prompto nervously licked his lips, but he nodded, the stiff sort of nod of a person bolstering themselves up against unsurmountable odds. "Right," he said. Simple. Determined.
Ignis smiled softly. "Right," he agreed. "Now, do me a favor and go ask the others if they'd prefer fish or steak tonight."
Despite himself, despite everything, Prompto huffed out a small laugh. "I think you already know the answer to that one."
"Well," he lightly ventured, "in that case, tell them too bad, we are not doing Cup NoodleTM again tonight. Not on my watch and especially not with fresh garula on the menu."
[[ *revels in the quiet simplicity of this one knowing what's up in a couple days* NFB, of course, NFI unless you'd like to fail at getting in touch with them, OOC welcome and cherished, so on and so forth! this one's even almost all original filler content, baybeeeeee ]]