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April System Mingle

Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: Possibly!
Action: April System
When: Month of April!

[Welcome to the Belt, a huge asteroid belt that's been terraformed for life. Here you can explore the different asteroids, become a rock star, race on some ATVs, enjoy not being underwater.

In other words, it's a mingle! Get in everyone!

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[Suddenly, Ignis's enjoyment of his own drink is soured and he puts the glass down on the bar and slides it away from him before looking over at the other man.]

Izunia, I see you're out and about, enjoying yourself.

[The same cannot be said for Ignis now. Ugh.]

I've no intention of consuming anything that will leave me vulnerable. I'm merely attempting to gather intel about this particular asteroid belt while we are visiting. You, however, are free to do as you wish.

[Izunia. He couldn't even bring himself to speak Ardyn's first name. Ah, the irony. The mauve man just clasped his drink in his right hand, as he spoke.]

Indeed. What else can a man do in such a place as this? So much frivolity and yet, you seem to be out of your comfort zone, Ignis.

[Probing, testing, teasing. All the things to get under your skin.]

Vulnerable? My dear Ignis, I would never spike your drink or get you so inebriated that you could not find your way back to your space craft. Perish the thought.

[A subtle smile creeping over his lips, as he downed his drink in one.]

[He could say his first name, but denying him that intimacy lets the other man know exactly what Ignis thinks of him. And it isn't much.]

I assure you that I am perfectly capable of relaxing when the time calls for it.

[With Ardyn around, not a good time.]

And yet, I am not that convinced. Besides, it's easier to gather intelligence if I'm not distracted beyond my control.

[Ardyn is hurt that you think so little of him, Ignis. He's wounded.]

Oh, I believe you are. It's just a shame that I cannot see it, since I believe it will help that alleviate that frown upon your face. You'll get wrinkles before your time.

[See? All the helpful advice. That, and the fact he's talking shit now due to all the drinks he's had.]

Beyond your control? Now, you're making me think how much you can take before you topple over. Are you afraid of losing your composure? I would advise removing your spectacles before drinking yourself into oblivion. We wouldn't want you to break them now, would we?

[Another drink and more shit coming out of his mouth.]

[And this is Ignis caring about Ardyn's feelings.]

Then I suppose I will have wrinkles and that will be my problem. Not yours.

[Take your advice and choke on it.]

I have a spare pair. And self-control. I don't need to indulge in baser desires to enjoy myself.

[He thought you were the caring type too.]

To think you'll be older before your time, ah, what a shame.

[He was piling it on thick, as he downed another vodka. The burn leaving a pleasant sensation down his throat and into his stomach. The potato stuff wasn't half bad.]

Whatever next? Here I thought you only had one pair for your journey. What do you do for enjoyment, Ignis? Give an old man some insight into your fascinating world.

[Oh, he cares. Just not about Ardyn.]

That still has nothing to do with you and is nothing I care about.

[In other words, go away. You're being annoying and Ignis has nothing to say to you.]

I believe that we've had this conversation before and I didn't tell you then. I still see no reason to tell you now.

[You mean there isn't any love at all? How disappointing.]

My, such a negative response. Perhaps, it is that you're intimidated by my presence? A lot of people can be a little put off by the fact that I'm Chancellor of Niflheim, but you need not worry yourself, dear Ignis. I won't bite.

[Now, he was just getting a little drunk.]

Ah yes, wasn't it coffee drinking and brooding around your little friends?

[That earns Ardyn a laugh, but it's not kind. It's hard and cold, much like Ignis's attitude.]

From what I understand, you can bleed here on the ships and these worlds. Intimidation by you is and will always be impossible.

[How disgusting. This is exactly why Ignis isn't drinking.]

I leave the brooding to others. I find it pointless.

[He pushes his stool back and shoves his half-empty tumbler in Ardyn's direction.]

Enjoy your intoxication. Perhaps someone here might find you charming enough to want to waste their time.

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April System Mingle

/forever embarrassed to be seen with Ardyn

Re: what's wrong, Iggy? The hat and clothes not doing it for you?

Hobo chic isn't his thing. He prefers class. (Hence the suspenders.)

Re:HOW RUDE. IT'S ALL THE RAGE IN NIFLHEIM

And, yes, they are the epitome of "fashion" (disasters)

Re: They're VERY fashionable. All the cuffs and scarves.

You mean they're all walking dumpster fires like Ardyn. Ignis would agree.

Re: how very rude, Ignis. Ardyn loves his clothes

He would. His taste is lacking for a great deal.