[He laughs, his own hair a static mess as well. The cutiefly gang nestles into his hair with the coast clear, immediately absorbing some of that static and fluffing up as well. ]
Is that why you went out in the heat in such unreasonable attire? You could wear shorts... or perhaps a short style robe.
Once again, I was not given the opportunity to see much of it with mine own eyes, but you certainly weren’t enjoying home cooked meals.
[He murmurs to the rotom in the oven before praising it. He snags the prepared food from the fridge and gets to work as he thinks. ]
It may be so that there is always another motive behind my questions, but are you not the very same? To do otherwise is merely inefficient.
[He pays no mind to the Cutieflies, though they are decidedly well-named.]
I was traveling. I wished to be properly presentable, not that you would have any idea about that. Nevertheless, I had not the time to cook my own meals, this I will confess, but the prepared meals they offer here are not...terrible.
[Honestly, a lot of the food quality here is better than most of the food you'd find readily available in much of Eorzea or whatnot. Perhaps not so with the Imperial Palace of Garlemald, but still. Either way, he waves Hythlodaeus off and takes a seat at the table.]
Anyroad... Yes, yes. We much favor the same conversational stratagem. This is why I know a question is nary one. Truth be told, I do not know how much practice he truly has with aught domestic. His living quarters are...well, not filthy by any means, but rather chaotic.
[As he talks, there's the distinct sound of paw pads tapping their way down the stairs, and soon enough there peeks in the Nickit that Hades had caught during that weird weekend. Upon seeing his trainer, he slinks on over, and hops into his lap. Not that Hades minds, seeing as he does not skip a beat in petting the creature.]
[He pauses a moment to mull that over. He knows that Dirk was one of two humans left alive during his world's apocalypse, and that he did not exactly have the means to live a normal domestic life because of it. It's all very...sad.
Though, to the question of Dirk's growing, he just levels a flat look at Hythlodaeus. Has he not told him already that he's a man grown? Mortals can be terribly small, it's just something he's gonna have to accept!
Hades doesn't even really get the chance to answer before Alepou hops out of his lap and dashes off. He's left staring after the fox, only to see it return a moment later with Hades' leather wallet in his mouth, slinking in like the little criminal he is. Dropping it at Hythlodaeus' feet before sitting very pretty while he waits for his due.
He narrows his eyes at them both.]
...Been training him, have you? Also went to the trouble of naming him, I see. Very well, 'tis not as if I cared to. But I must ask, of what need do you have for my wallet?
[He'll get back to the questions in a moment, he needs to know what this is about.]
[Hades just watches this whole thing play out, squinting at the card that Hythlodaeus takes out, before watching as the little fox takes the wallet and returns it. His eyes then falling to the offered card as he takes it from Hythlodaeus, looking it over with a scrutinizing squint.
Then, he looks up at him with clear suspicion.]
...What is this—why was that in my wallet?
[But then returns Alepou, dancing and spinning near Hythlodaeus' feet. Clearly he wants another treat!!]
[For a moment, Hades keeps that stare on Hythlodaeus as he sets the card down on the table. Incredulous and flat, but then he too turns to his salad. Alepou, being satisfied with his rewards, hops back up into Hades' lap. Curling up, and tucking his face under that featherduster tail of his.]
He is. That is why I caught him. He had somehow fished my Ascian robes from another dimension, it would have been foolish of me to let him escape.
[He takes a bite of said salad, continuing to level a judging stare at Hythlodaeus. Once he swallows said bite, he adds:]
If you think I am impressed with your ability to locate my wallet, place an arbitrary card within it, and bribe animals with treats. I am not.
[ But he leaves it at that. He’ll see what it’s all for later... ]
That is quite a talent! Stole them right from outside your closet, hm? Have I seen these robes?Oh yes, he fancies dear lady Iceheart by the way. Perhaps we should allow them some time to get to know one another better.
[ They do seem to have blown right past their prior discussion. It’ll come back up, maybe. ]
You have not seen these robes, at least as far as I am aware. [a pointed squint, then he continues, looking at his salad again.] Truth be told, I have no idea how he was able to do it. Seeing as it is not...quite as if I had them hung in a closet like you just said. Which is why it would be an egregious oversight to let the beast flee.
[As he explains, he gestures with his fork, ending that thought with the fork into his salad for another bite.]
And yet I know of none that hates boredom as much as you. I'm sure you would prefer to be the Lord of Fun. And what could be more fun than having your little boyfriend over?
[He eyes the little fox.]
...I agree. I suppose even the creatures here have powers yet unbridled by the confines of the universe. I really didn't do too much of my own testing then.
[Hythlodaeus does bring up a good point...he does hate being bored, and he is...curious to see the two engage with one another. Not that he'll admit it outright.]
Yes, all you did was hide from me. But it matters not. Another shall come around, and I will be certain to take better advantage of it.
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Is that why you went out in the heat in such unreasonable attire? You could wear shorts... or perhaps a short style robe.
Once again, I was not given the opportunity to see much of it with mine own eyes, but you certainly weren’t enjoying home cooked meals.
[He murmurs to the rotom in the oven before praising it. He snags the prepared food from the fridge and gets to work as he thinks. ]
It may be so that there is always another motive behind my questions, but are you not the very same? To do otherwise is merely inefficient.
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I was traveling. I wished to be properly presentable, not that you would have any idea about that. Nevertheless, I had not the time to cook my own meals, this I will confess, but the prepared meals they offer here are not...terrible.
[Honestly, a lot of the food quality here is better than most of the food you'd find readily available in much of Eorzea or whatnot. Perhaps not so with the Imperial Palace of Garlemald, but still. Either way, he waves Hythlodaeus off and takes a seat at the table.]
Anyroad... Yes, yes. We much favor the same conversational stratagem. This is why I know a question is nary one. Truth be told, I do not know how much practice he truly has with aught domestic. His living quarters are...well, not filthy by any means, but rather chaotic.
[As he talks, there's the distinct sound of paw pads tapping their way down the stairs, and soon enough there peeks in the Nickit that Hades had caught during that weird weekend. Upon seeing his trainer, he slinks on over, and hops into his lap. Not that Hades minds, seeing as he does not skip a beat in petting the creature.]
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[He assembles their dinner in short order and pops it into the oven before finishing the salads.]
If you believe him lacking the domestic comforts, then have him over for a proper meal. He’s... is he finished growing?
[ Hythlodaeus smiles at the nickit before palming a morsel from the cutting board. ]
Alepou, go fetch me Hades’ wallet.
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[He pauses a moment to mull that over. He knows that Dirk was one of two humans left alive during his world's apocalypse, and that he did not exactly have the means to live a normal domestic life because of it. It's all very...sad.
Though, to the question of Dirk's growing, he just levels a flat look at Hythlodaeus. Has he not told him already that he's a man grown? Mortals can be terribly small, it's just something he's gonna have to accept!
Hades doesn't even really get the chance to answer before Alepou hops out of his lap and dashes off. He's left staring after the fox, only to see it return a moment later with Hades' leather wallet in his mouth, slinking in like the little criminal he is. Dropping it at Hythlodaeus' feet before sitting very pretty while he waits for his due.
He narrows his eyes at them both.]
...Been training him, have you? Also went to the trouble of naming him, I see. Very well, 'tis not as if I cared to. But I must ask, of what need do you have for my wallet?
[He'll get back to the questions in a moment, he needs to know what this is about.]
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Come now, this is hardly the end purpose. [ He opens the wallet, takes something out, and gives it back to the Nickit.]
Now, put it back.
[ He hands Hades the card. It seems to be of Hythlodaeus’ design. His business card? It has no useful information on it.]
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Then, he looks up at him with clear suspicion.]
...What is this—why was that in my wallet?
[But then returns Alepou, dancing and spinning near Hythlodaeus' feet. Clearly he wants another treat!!]
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Because I put it there. [ Helpful. ]
He is very good at what he does, but you knew this. [ He finally picks up his fork and tucks into his salad. ]
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He is. That is why I caught him. He had somehow fished my Ascian robes from another dimension, it would have been foolish of me to let him escape.
[He takes a bite of said salad, continuing to level a judging stare at Hythlodaeus. Once he swallows said bite, he adds:]
If you think I am impressed with your ability to locate my wallet, place an arbitrary card within it, and bribe animals with treats. I am not.
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[ But he leaves it at that. He’ll see what it’s all for later... ]
That is quite a talent! Stole them right from outside your closet, hm? Have I seen these robes?Oh yes, he fancies dear lady Iceheart by the way. Perhaps we should allow them some time to get to know one another better.
[ They do seem to have blown right past their prior discussion. It’ll come back up, maybe. ]
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[He offers back wryly.]
You have not seen these robes, at least as far as I am aware. [a pointed squint, then he continues, looking at his salad again.] Truth be told, I have no idea how he was able to do it. Seeing as it is not...quite as if I had them hung in a closet like you just said. Which is why it would be an egregious oversight to let the beast flee.
[As he explains, he gestures with his fork, ending that thought with the fork into his salad for another bite.]
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[He eyes the little fox.]
...I agree. I suppose even the creatures here have powers yet unbridled by the confines of the universe. I really didn't do too much of my own testing then.
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[Hythlodaeus does bring up a good point...he does hate being bored, and he is...curious to see the two engage with one another. Not that he'll admit it outright.]
Yes, all you did was hide from me. But it matters not. Another shall come around, and I will be certain to take better advantage of it.