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Ignis Scientia ([personal profile] nonightdriving) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet2017-03-28 11:22 pm

Recipe #001 - Arrival

Who: Ignis Scientia
Broadcast: Network Communication
Action: Aboard the Marvisa
When: On the evening of the 28th

[When he'd stepped aboard the ship in Caem, he'd known that he'd be leaving behind everything he'd ever known for the unknown, but this? Not what he had in mind. The others are nowhere around—something that set off all of the panic buttons in his brain—and he is mostly definitely not in a water craft.

The air is chilled, but there's no salty tang. He's warm and feels as if he's enveloped in a blanket. After a few moments of trying to get his bearings, he leaves what appears to be a bed in a...medical type room. A search of his person turns up his cellphone, his notebook, pen and... another communications device. He takes a few seconds to appraise it before opening to use the item.]


Hello. I'm not sure whom I'm addressing, but my name is Ignis Scientia. As I appear to be new to this place and there are others here as well, I would like to know where I am and what is going on.

[The look on his face says that if you waste his time, he will hang up on you.]

Also, if anyone knows the whereabouts of Prompto Argentum, Gladiolus Amicitia or Noctis Caelum, I would appreciate being told.
maledictus_semper: credit@maledictus_semper (good looking)

[personal profile] maledictus_semper 2017-04-21 05:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Indeed. Such a waste don't you agree?

[This guy knows all about it, since he was the one orchestrating the eventual downfall of Regis and Insomnia. He played his cards behind the scenes, acting the innocent spokesman of an Empire until he found his niche and struck. He offered Ignis a coy smile and adjusted his fedora.]

All that death. It would be a shame of our poor prince Noctis befit the same fate as his father.
maledictus_semper: credit@maledictus_semper (judging)

[personal profile] maledictus_semper 2017-04-22 08:54 am (UTC)(link)
[How rude. Ardyn just chuckled softly, hoping he had struck a cord with the young chef. Such arrogance. Perhaps, it mirrored Ardyn's own inflated ego.]

Until next time, Ignis.