IC INBOX - PHANRIFT

[founderinglight]

one for sorrow, two for mirth
three for marriage, four for birth
five for the truth and six for lying
seven for sickness, eight for dying
nine for silver, ten for gold
eleven for a secret that shall never be told
twelve for the moon, thirteen for the sky
fourteen for the accursed unable to die
and fifteen for my heart's last desire
a new day's dawn, reborn in fire



Izunia Lucis Caelum
Keystone Station Room #11
Network @elevencrows

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[burninglight]

Clearly, you're not trying hard enough.

[this is how they make friends.]

[founderinglight]

Dickheads, the both of you.

[Yep, this is sure bonding.

Verity gets bored trying to climb onto her dad's sketchbook and opts for standing at the edge of the table to meow at her uncles. Someone pet her.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

[Church will not say no to the pettings!!! He is but a simple creature.] Damn right we are.

[burninglight]

A perfect pair of imbeciles, yes.

[Good kitty. Both uncles will pet you, of course.]

[founderinglight]

[There's certainly more than enough of her to pet. Bonp.

Izunia takes a last sip of his drink and sends it to the Armiger.]

Now, now, I said dickheads, not stupid. Most of the time at least one of you has some sense.

[motherfucking_ghost]

That'd be him. [Point the non-petting hand at Ardyn.] He's Mr. Sensible.

[burninglight]

What? That's ridiculous, I-


...Fucking hell, I'm sensible by comparison.

[founderinglight]

Brother, dear, I hate to tell you this, but you're one of the most sensible of the lot. Unless your emotions are getting the better of you, anyway.

[motherfucking_ghost]

The only one more sensible is Yuyu. [He says it like he's proud. (Which he is.)]

[burninglight]

See, there's someone who knows what the hell the're doing more than me.

[founderinglight]

The only person who exceeds the bar for 'knowing what the hell they're doing' that Yuuri sets is Ignis, that's an unfair comparison and you know it.

[motherfucking_ghost]

She's our Ignis. Even though Junpei's the royal advisor. Still counts.

[burninglight]

He's not wrong. Heavens know I need someone to keep me in line.

[founderinglight]

Heavens and everyone in this conversation.

[Kitty bonp.

Izunia blows on his ink sketch and slides it away to dry - Regis, though younger than Church at least would have ever seen an image of him, with the posture of a king and command in his bones.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

More like everyone in his family. [He won't point out that he pointedly does not include Izunia in that.]

[burninglight]

[Ardyn shrugged, craning his neck to get a look at the sketch like the enormous cat he secretly was.]

Is that-?

[founderinglight]

[Izunia ignores Church to slide the drawing to where Ardyn can see it without craning his neck.]

I do tend to draw what's on my mind.

[motherfucking_ghost]

[Well fine, if this is going to be the topic of conversation, then Church will take a quick gander at the dumb stupid art.]

Relative of yours? [Listen young(er) Regis can get it, he probably doesn't see it right away.]

[burninglight]

...Noctis' father.

[Which did make it rather clear as to why it was on Izunia's mind, didn't it.]

[founderinglight]

[Sure the fuck does.]

Indeed. This would have been about... Oh, ten years or so before Noctis was born.

[motherfucking_ghost]

...Oh. 'least the good looks really do run in the family...? [levity!!]

[burninglight]

[Ardyn tilted his head at the picture and frowned slightly as if considering something...then just shook his head and shrugged.]

Of course they do. Bloodline's an attractive one if nothing else.

[founderinglight]

We've always tended to be quite striking, it's true. And I confess the black hair of the later generations matches the aesthetic better than our red, nice as it is.

[motherfucking_ghost]

I cannot fucking imagine having a family aesthetic. You're all extra assholes.

[burninglight]

I liked the red better than the black, myself. Then again, Noctis would look absurd as a redhead.

[Another shrug.]

You're right, it's highly unnecessary.