Office Hours: Office #27; Thursday [04/21].

[chef_chocobro]

For someone who had made a regular habit of using this office space consistently for well over a year (and sometimes it was a little odd thinking it had even been that long), Ignis really hadn't collected much stuff there. Granted, he'd never really been one of excess except in certain areas. The biggest consession to the decor had been the addition of his mini-fridge for his cans of Ebony, but that was clearly to be a gift for whoever else occupied this space next. Because he certainly wasn't going to be needing it any more.

That said, everything that he would be taking with him all fit neatly into one box, and it barely took him much time to do that. He'd considered maybe suggesting to Shane that they move their unofficial weekly meeting elsewhere for the day, but, well, one last office hours coffee break wouldn't hurt. It could actually be quite nice, really.

So he settled behind the desk with the box all packed and took to his phone, where he was already in the process of contacting Summer for her suggestions on what he should do about the Covent Garden apartment, since Seivarden was still not back, and she was the one who had mostly arranged that living situation in the first place.

But now that Tisarwat was back, Summer was definitely redirecting any and all Radchaai business, be it cat-related or apartment-related, to her.


[[ open door, open office of course! ]]

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[notagoose]

It was the last week of the semester so of course Goose stopped by with the usual coffee and donuts.

He knocked on the door, ready to ask his usual question if Ignis was busy but then he noticed the office was looking pretty empty, “oh are you changing offices for next semester?” he found himself asking, even though he was starting to get the idea that it wasn’t going to be that simple.

[chef_chocobro]

It was almost a little disappointing that he hadn't asked; Ignis might have been playing around with the idea of actually giving a different answer for once, but, instead, he just smiled a little softly at Shane as he explained. "In a manner of speaking," he said, and he could feel the note of apology already slipping into the words. "Turns out, I won't be needing one anymore."

[notagoose]

Goose wasn’t sure what to say to that and for a moment considered what question to ask with all the jumbled thoughts going on his head, “are you starting another job in town?” he finally asked, that was a reasonable guess wasn’t it?

[chef_chocobro]

Well, it was certainly a hopeful guess, Ignis realized, and he also started to feel a little like perhaps this might be a little more complicated...a little more difficult...than he had anticipated. Again, his smmile was soft and apologetic, and he nodded at the chair.

"Come have a seat," he suggested. "No point in having this conversation with you just standing at the door the whole time. Besides, it's a well established fact that coffee and pastries can elevate nearly any discussion."

[notagoose]

Goose definitely didn’t like the sound of where this conversation was going but he still walked over to the offered chair but not before taking out Ignis’ coffee and handing it towards him before placing the box of pastries on the desk.

He sat down on the chair trying to not feel nervous about what Ignis was going to tell him, “you…um…” he started to say and then realised he didn’t know how to say it, “you have to go home don’t you?” he finally forced himself to say the words.

[chef_chocobro]

Ignis took the coffee, of course, with that ever present grateful nod, though he may have lingered there a little longer in the handoff before settling back into his chair.

"Duty calls," he said, simply enough, because why complicate things? And, as a military man himself, he figured Shane would understand that much. Even if this was a duty that went well, well beyond just that.

[notagoose]

“Oh,” Goose stared down at his coffee cup, unsure what to say.

He could relate as he knew he was most likely on borrowed time in Fandom himself that he could get the orders to return home but he was trying to focus on the news that he was being told.

“I …I didn’t think it would be so soon,” he finally looked back up. “It’s …I’m …it’s for good isn’t it?”

[chef_chocobro]

"All of this," Ignis looked around a little, with a wave of his hand, as if to indicate the office, the school, the island, but not, necessarily, the coffee, the pastries, the company, "was all intended to be quite temporary, anyway. The only reason it went on as long as it did, really, was because we were hoping that Fandom's more...ecclectic events...might offer us more insight and intel on some of the more...unfortunate posibilities of the future. But the last few have not helped to reveal anything new, and now that Noctis has finished his more specialized training, there's really no reason for us to be here anymore.

"There's also..." He sighed a little, as none of this was new, but discussing it with anyone outside the Crownsguard was, "...some rumors about Imperial activity on our borders, and I know his Majesty has more than a few plans in the upcoming month that will demand our full attention."

[notagoose]

At lease Goose had enough experience how quickly things could change in his line of work that he was better prepared to process it, it didn’t mean he’d like it but he accepted and understood.

“Oh,” he wished he had something more eloquent to say but well speaking was never his strong suit, “um…if you ever need my help, or my team’s …we’ll be more than happy to assist, you just have to call on the communicator,” he offered choosing to focus on the military aspect rather than what all of this meant personally for him.

[chef_chocobro]

Which Ignis deeply appreciated, especially since, if you asked him, personal reprecussions were never to be considered, anyway, so what else was there to focus on, really? He nodded, smiling lightly as he lifted his wrist to proudly display the communicator that Shane, of course, knew to be already there.

"I certainly will keep that in mind," he said. "It could potentially be very useful, having reinforcements potentially just...dropping by from above."

Which....would actually be a thing on several occasionals, albeit from a high-flying mercenary rather than a troop of space rangers.

[notagoose]

Goose did smile at that and felt relieved to know that Ignis was wearing communicator.

“I’ll try not to make it a literal crash landing,” Goose said softly, “I’m pretty sure my …” he stopped, realising he had been about to call Walsh his dad and quickly changed it, “…I mean Walsh will appreciate me not adding more expenses to BETA’s budget,”

[chef_chocobro]

"That would still be quite an effective way to take out a good number of Magitek troops, though," Ignis countered, with a little more humor and teasing to his tone. "Forget killing two birds with one stone when you could easily whip out an entire battilion with one ship."

[notagoose]

“I don’t think I’ve ever been encouraged to make a crash landing before,” Goose remarked with a grin, “even though that does sound like a pretty good tactic …I’ll have to remember that one next time Walsh reads me the riot act about my flying or lack thereof,”

[chef_chocobro]

"I don't know if I should allow you to credit me for that one," Ignis noted, his smile much easier now, almost a laugh, fueled in part with relief to see Shane grin, to fall into the banter, as easily and confortably as slipping into a well-tailored suit, "of beg that you don't."

[notagoose]

Goose couldn’t help it, he started laughing, “Well I’ve certainly gone through my fair share of crash landings, they might think I discovered that one by accident,” he offered, “of course I will share where credit is due if you’d like to be credited,” he added.

[chef_chocobro]

"Maybe if the monetary damage isn't too great," Ignis allowed, "I'll consider taking that blame. In the meantime, we're probably better off still avoiding crashing anything if we can help it."

With that, he took a sip of his coffee, coming away from it a little thoughtful.

"I will miss this, though," he found himself admitting. "I know Prompto's hoping to still manage some sort of balance between here and the new demands on him back home, so there's a good chance, if I manage to catch wind of any particularly interesting events or parties, I might still be able to find the time to drop in."

[notagoose]

“I’ll try to avoid it if I can,” Goose knew he couldn’t make the promise that he’d avoid them all together.

He paused as he considered the rest of what Ignis was saying, “visits would be nice,” he said,”we could still see each other then, right?” he tried not to sound so hopeful.

[chef_chocobro]

"I should hope so," said Ignis, almost pointedly, with a quirk in the corner of his mouth. "That would be half the point of visiting."

Aww, look at him. Actually managing to show affection in a way that didn't involve cooking something or cleaning up some literal or metaphorical mess.

[notagoose]

Goose blinked at that and then grinned, “oh, yes that’s true I guess,” he may have forgotten that detail, “but I ..I’d still like that …to see you I mean,” he managed to get out.

[chef_chocobro]

"We do also have a whole weekend ahead of us."

Ignis felt he would be remiss not to mention at least that.

[notagoose]

Goose grinned at that, “that’s true, it would be a shame to not take advantage of that,” he said, “especially if it’s our last one for a while,”