Ignis Scientia (
chef_chocobro) wrote2022-01-20 04:13 am
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Office Hours: Office #27; Thursday [01/20].
When Ignis came into his office that morning for his now again regular office hours, he...had not expected to find that it had been rather oddly redecorated. Perhaps redecorated wasn't quite the word for it, but, needless to say, when he opened the door and discovered his office appeared to be a grassy field instead of a room, with an outcropping of rock instead of a desk, well...
All he could do was just put a hand on his hip, considered it carefully, and decided it was best not to think about it too hard. Fandom was clearly having a thing right now, and he could just hope that whatever that thing was would just pass quickly, and, in the meantime, he supposed he would just enjoy the fresh air and the fact that the weather inside his office was much nicer than the weather outside of it.
[[ open door, open office! ]]
All he could do was just put a hand on his hip, considered it carefully, and decided it was best not to think about it too hard. Fandom was clearly having a thing right now, and he could just hope that whatever that thing was would just pass quickly, and, in the meantime, he supposed he would just enjoy the fresh air and the fact that the weather inside his office was much nicer than the weather outside of it.
[[ open door, open office! ]]
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The weapon vanished only now Goose was very suspicious of his surroundings and he was trying to conceal his identity so that no one would recognise him. Even though there was currently only one person in the room.
He was the Galaxy Stranger, one of the top fighters in the Galaxy. This was why you didn’t let 19 year olds come up with an alias when you were trying to infiltrate an underground fighting competition.
“Well it’s certainly different,” he sighed, once he had gotten over his sudden paranoia, “I hope it’s an island wide thing,” it would be just his luck if this was only happening to him.
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"I understand that I'm coming at this from a privledged and unaffected point of view," he admitted, "but I have to admit, it is rather interesting," his grin grew just that tiny bit more, "getting to see so many different sides," and shapes!, "of you today."
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Needless to say they were both were rather confused when they suddenly appeared in Fandom.
Even though Niko was more amused, “Is this one of these Fandom things you told us about?” she glanced between Ignis and Goose.
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“What in the blazes have you done now Ranger Gooseman!” Commander Walsh yelled because it was clearly Goose’s fault.
Also he didn’t seem to notice Ignis or his headache. So sorry about that Ignis.
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Clearly, whatever was going on didn't involve him any longer, he might as well still be productive, in a way.
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“Why hello there,” Doc said cheerfully to Ignis, he actually didn’t seem all that bothered that he had just randomly appeared in Fandom.
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"Hello," he said, and offered out a hand. "I...don't believe we've had the chance to meet?"
And he had a sneaking suspicion that, in just a moment, they still wouldn't have.
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Surprisingly Doc was still there, he reached over to shake Ignis’ hand, “Doctor Walter Hartford,” he said with a flourish, “my friends call me Doc,”
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"Ah, yes," he said. "I've heard quite a few things about your from Mr. Gooseman, Doc."
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“Huh?” was all he could think of to say when he realised no one else was with him.