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]

“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,”