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joinmyreunion ([personal profile] joinmyreunion) wrote in [community profile] spira_rp2019-08-14 07:55 pm

Will I find something in there to give me just what I need

There were advantages to having a reputation for being a brat.

For one thing, no one thought that Kadaj might be useful to whatever powerplaying machinations they had on the go. He wasn't important enough to be in anyone's way, and he wasn't significant enough to court. He was just there. Being a brat. He wasn't powerful enough for anyone to worry about him, or even give him much thought.

So when people approached Kadaj they were either really far up a particular infamous creek for allies, or they were just genuinely being nice. Or perhaps curious.

Kadaj wasn't one hundred percent on where the Lucians fell on that spectrum. The stuffy nerd had been working his ass off befriending everyone and anyone that crossed his path. He lived in the kitchen more than Nel, but unlike Nel, seemed to enjoy being there. The guy had missed his calling as a restaurant cook and somehow ended up being sent to make nice with the sort of dickheads Khamja attracted.

The big brawny one had concentrated on making an impression on the girls. Well, it was either effort or the fact he dressed like some lost leather daddy and constantly had his muscles out. He was affable once you got past the rough tough guy look, though. Kadaj kind of liked him.

He was still on the fence about the nerd.

So when Gladio had asked about seeing a summoning, Kadaj hadn't seen reason to refuse. Aeons weren't really a thing on Jylland. Tayuya had been pretty sure that there weren't any Fayths there, and without the War history it sort of figured.

It also gave Kadaj a bit of a chance to show off, and he wasn't about to turn that down.

The underground training facility was nicely deserted, and despite the sand the weather had been set to the 'probably the Calm Lands' setting, so the projected skies were clear, and the wind was low.

Tayuya twirled her flute between her fingers. They'd made sure to leave their audience far enough back that they wouldn't get covered in debris. "Ready?" he asked Tayuya, unsheathing Souba. Working with Even had improved his magical ability, and, not that he was ready to admit it, his tactical acumen, but you had to work with Aeons to improve your bond, just like you did a Zanpakuto.
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[personal profile] soundfivebitch 2019-09-01 09:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Tayuya shrugged, a gesture that was at odds with the spreading grin on her face. "We can take you," she said, "it's an excuse to get out." No one would stop them taking the Lucians out on a Fayth visit. The Palace had always been pretty understanding of the need for Summoners to go on their pilgrimages, with an entourage, and they wouldn't find a better entourage than Skite.

She looked at Gladio, "So are you his Guardian?"
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[personal profile] shieldoftheprince 2019-09-03 03:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"Was there ever any doubt?" He asked.

Looking at the candidates, it seemed there wouldn't be too much of an issue getting out with people who knew what they were doing. It would help if they had a ship, but if not... he didn't doubt that public transport and the rent of a few chocobos would get them to where they wanted to, sooner or later, at least.
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[personal profile] soundfivebitch 2019-09-03 03:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Tayuya flashed Gladio a grin. He was here as the nerd's bodyguard, but being a Guardian meant a bit more than that. She thought it did, anyway. If Grimmjow thought Gladio wasn't taking it seriously enough he'd probably have words.

"We're going to have to get you fireproofed then," she replied. It might be worth picking up accessories for everyone that wasn't immune. They didn't want to lose the Lucians in the caverns after all. That might not go over well.
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[personal profile] thatsit 2019-09-03 03:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Ignis pushed his glasses up and glanced at Gladio, giving him an opportunity to step in before he answered, "I suppose as soon as you're ready to take us." There was nothing to be gained from dithering, after all. He could always study the Fayth and the area on the journey.

Besides, there might be opportunity to stop along the way and sample some local cuisine and culture. He was hardly going to put that off.