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Two Nights Only - Buy Now
WHO: Sampo, Caelus, Noctis, and Gilgamesh
WHERE: Inside Gil's teapot, mostly.
WHEN: Just after the mid-month zodiac post
WHAT: Sampo having Noct and Caelus come stay over while things in the city aren't so hot. Chaos probably gonna ensue.
WARNINGS: Just general nonsense of four chaos goblins in one house.
[ 'Meet me outside of Poundland' isn't exactly the best sentence to say to ANYONE, and yet it's a sentence Samuel had to use today. Thinking back on it, he really wonders why the owners of this establishment decided on fucking THAT for the name of their store, but.
It did fine for a meeting place--especially given the 'place' he was staying was hidden in plain sight in the shop nextdoor. The shop that, in Undertown, many had wonderings if it was the front of some money laundering group. Which was hilarious.
Sampo can be found waiting--looking enough like "himself" to be recognizable, but with a mix of grey and blue hair instead of his usual ruffled brown.
He'll wiggle his fingers when Caelus and Noct finally approach, before throwing his arms out wide with a bright smile. ]
My friends! You. Uh.
You weren't followed, were you.
WHERE: Inside Gil's teapot, mostly.
WHEN: Just after the mid-month zodiac post
WHAT: Sampo having Noct and Caelus come stay over while things in the city aren't so hot. Chaos probably gonna ensue.
WARNINGS: Just general nonsense of four chaos goblins in one house.
[ 'Meet me outside of Poundland' isn't exactly the best sentence to say to ANYONE, and yet it's a sentence Samuel had to use today. Thinking back on it, he really wonders why the owners of this establishment decided on fucking THAT for the name of their store, but.
It did fine for a meeting place--especially given the 'place' he was staying was hidden in plain sight in the shop nextdoor. The shop that, in Undertown, many had wonderings if it was the front of some money laundering group. Which was hilarious.
Sampo can be found waiting--looking enough like "himself" to be recognizable, but with a mix of grey and blue hair instead of his usual ruffled brown.
He'll wiggle his fingers when Caelus and Noct finally approach, before throwing his arms out wide with a bright smile. ]
My friends! You. Uh.
You weren't followed, were you.
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Not unless I have to. [Even if they hurt to use.]
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[Noctis do not test your cousin. He has had a rough month-and-a-bit, okay? Do not test him. Dying because of some grumpy Jesus figure is one thing. Dying from your own stupidity is another!]
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No. Not unless something very bad happens. [Like a daemon invasion, or someone from the Black Order showing up to throw their weight around, or whoever killed Sam decides to finish the job, or some giant horrific monster shows up in the middle of town or—]
Can't promise I won't ever use them again. [Because he would in a heartbeat.] I can promise I won't bring them out for anything but emergencies.
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Big emergencies, like yokai or something. Okay?
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[For now.]
I guess maybe if that one guy tries to kill you, too. That counts.
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That's good, I guess. [He sighs, flopping back down.] Are we really in a teapot?
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[A pause.]
I know the guy, sort of. He probably still has a photo of me at thirteen, sleeping with potato chips stacked on my head.
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[He didn't know anyone was that close to Sam, to be honest.]
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now they're talking about Him and he's gone back to being a nosy lil eavesdropper, tense and silent at the window that overlooks the pond outside. ]
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[Oh shit hey that’s Sam in the window. Noctis pushes himself up to wave at him, and call out:] Hey, get out here! The pond’s nice.
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[Ouch, Caleb. But Noct spots Sam, apparently, so he just waves without getting up.]
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That's so mean. Of course I went to college! I went to college on scolarship [ he puts a POP on the P noise ] and everything. Business Degree! I just. You know. Was uh. Forced to drop out. Lllllong story. So boring!
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[Young Noctis was a lonely kid who needed to be socialized more, and also a little asshole gremlin child.]
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[ he's gonna plop down to sit near them, crossing his legs. ...his feet didn't leave a single blade of grass out of place. ]
I always wanted to be a business guy. Sell and trade, maybe own some sort of shop.
I kind'a got there. Halfway.
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[
Pepperidge FarmNoctis Remembers.]You did okay, Sam. Anyway, trust me, running your own small business can be such a hassle. I gotta sit through so many pitch meetings.
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[He's a bit of a hoarder. Oops.]
And hey, maybe you can try to open up a shop now that you're back?
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Compared to hopping between worlds, opening a store seems... so mundane, yanno?
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[Because he has not seen that Tamagotchi in a while.]
Everyone’s a creative or a tech guy running on caffeine and fumes so. Yeah. [Meetings are a special kind of hell and Noctis cannot sleep through them because they’re important. Anyway.]
Could do both. Set up a shop, sell something from another world.
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He's just complaining because it means he can't nap. Also, don't you do that already, Sam? I think I saw someone on the app saying you did.