The Haunted Sound... (2 Closed & 2 OPEN)

[shatteredlenses]

Who: Ignis and Ardyn, Ignis and Jules, Ignis and OPEN!
What: The aftermath of almost becoming a dragon snack! Treasure, repairs, and napping in no particular order.
When: First couple of weeks in October
Where: Mostly Islet 1 (Cottage 2) and the Farming Islet
Warnings: Mention of injury and violence because of a certain dragon. Watch subjects for warnings should anything else come up.

A.) A priceless glory... (Closed to Ardyn)

[In a way, the severity of Ignis' wounds work to Ardyn's favor. If the advisor is sleeping off his pain, then he is not trying to fight Ahidalga again. It also means there is no one there to be a restraining factor.

RIP Ahidalga.

About the time the looting starts, Ignis is finally starting to regain a little of his strength. Just enough to be annoyed at the fact that both Ardyn and Leo are several steps ahead of him, because he's not going anywhere with a tigerlily's head resting on his chest. Leo might have twitched when the last of the little dragons got too near the cottage, but as none actually attacked it, he never moved from Ignis side and appears bound and determined to remain there until his partner in crime returns to make sure Ignis stays put and rests.

It's really not fair.

Ignis' first clue that Ardyn has returned is when Leo finally lifts his head slightly from his chest, ears turning toward the bedroom door. Ignis huffs softly, trying not to breath too deeply and then calls out to the redhead.]

Have you come to release me from my captivity?


B.) Memento mori...  (Closed to Jules)

[If it had not been for Leo, Ignis might have missed the little gifts that start showing up at the cottage. A bit of food here, some supplies there, but the tigerlily seems to enjoy bringing him the little tokens everyday. At first, Ignis is puzzled. Who would be leaving things for him when so many of those he once knew are now gone? Finally, he realizes it can only be one person.

Well, at least that is confirmation that Jules is still around. As much as the man keeps to himself, Ignis had wondered.

Once he feels up to meeting with someone, he sends a very messily written note with Leo in hopes that Jules will come back with the tigerlily to speak with him. He's not really surprised when Leo returns alone, though.

He gives the tigerlily a scratch behind the ears with his right hand, careful not to jolt his injured left side.]

He didn't feel he could trust a note, hu? Maybe in a week or so, I can try to track him down myself.  I need to thank him for all he has been leaving.


C.) All for nothing now... (Open!)

[This is a bad idea.  Ignis really shouldn't be up and moving around already, but he also needs to now how bad the damage to the resources on the farming islet are.  So many people worked so hard to get these resources--Gladio worked so hard to set up so much over there--that he wants to know what will be needed to get things up and running again.  He won't be able to fix it all himself.  Not with how hurt he is, but someone has to take the first steps.  Perhaps another call for help across the crystals is in order?  He'll have to see how much damage there is first.

It is going to take days to make note of all the losses, but during those days Ignis can be found leaning heavily on Leo and doing his best to catalog the state of the buildings, fields, and animals   Not an easy task when one is blind, but he's determined to do it anyway.]


D.)  I know... (Open!)

[Even with Leo and Ardyn trying to make sure Ignis doesn't push himself too hard, it's inevitable that he will over-extend himself.  That is why he occasionally will be found outside the cottage, fast asleep with a tigerlily curled around him, both to keep him warm as the temperatures start to drop, but also to make sure no one threatens him while he rests.  Whatever his current task is--be it preparing seedlings for replanting, trying to find the best way to cook dragon meat, or maybe working on simple repair tasks--it has been forgotten.  Now is time for naps in the sun.

It's not a horrid way to spend the afternoon.]

Comments

[scourgingstars]

Now, now, don't be so dramatic. I would never dream of actually confining you.

[Ardyn.]

As a matter of fact, your dragonslaying hero comes bearing a veritable abundance of gifts.

[shatteredlenses]

Gifts?

[Ignis raises an eyebrow, then groans slightly and Leo helps him pull himself a bit more upright on the bed.]

And here I was just going to be happy knowing the accursed dragon was dead.

[scourgingstars]

Oh, we both know there's only one accursed allowed on these islands.

[Clearly, Ardyn was in a good mood--he even said that in what passed for a joking tone, sounding as though he was setting some things aside.]

Let's see...I pulled a few teeth for good measure, that'll make for some interesting crafting materials. There's a sword that appears to be on fire, that one made me think of you. A knife....well, it rather just looks like a knife, but one can never have too many of those. [A shrug.] But most importantly, I did bring you a fair supply of dragon meat. I'd wager it's even edible, looks a bit like Midgarsormr or something in that vein.

[shatteredlenses]

[Ignis would be a lot more concerned about Ardyn's good mood if the redhead had not just come back from looting a dragon he helped kill. As it is, Ardyn's excitement makes him want to laugh because it's, quite frankly, adorable. He resists, though, because he knows laughing will hurt. Instead, he focuses his attention on something less painful.]

You actually brought me dragon meat to cook?

[Is it any wonder he loves you?]

D

[galrarm]

[ Oh.

Huh.

Shiro's taking stock of the island--he's been gone for a while, after all, and even if Keith's told her everything he still wants to see it for himself--when he stumbles upon Ignis and the tigerlily. He's almost tempted to just leave him, but... ]

You'll get sunburned if you keep dozing outside.

[shatteredlenses]

[The first response Shiro gets comes not from Ignis but from Leo. The tigerlily raises his head, giving him a look before seeming to realize he is no threat. At least, not one yet. He drops his big head then, nudging Ignis' right shoulder gently so that he doesn't jolt any of the advisor's injuries.]

Mmm, I heard, Leo. Though, half of me is in bandages. It cuts down the risk a little.

[Most of this is muttered to the tigerlily, but eventually Ignis wakes himself enough to greet his visitor.]

Thank you for the warning. My name is Ignis. Are you new around here?

[Since Ignis isn't wearing his glasses, it will become clear very quickly now that he's awake and looking at Shiro, that he is blind.]

[galrarm]

Still, you don't want the parts that aren't all covered up to be hurt, too.

[ He says it with a lightness, and Shiro approaches a little closer. ]

I'm Shiro. Nice to meet you, Ignis. And-- about that. I've actually been here before. Just returned a few days ago.

D

[eudaimonikos]

[Michael has, frankly, zero interest in the farming islet. He doesn't know how to farm. Keeping Florida was the first time he ever bothered with an animal, and whatever livestock is around doesn't really rise to lorby levels of intriguing. It would probably be a good, moral thing to work on - but he can do other things, right?

He's carrying bits of dragon corpse back to his house when he happens upon Ignis, asleep on the beach with a tiger. The tigerlilies are a common enough sight that it's not that alarming. But he hasn't seen Ignis for a minute, so he goes over to peer down at him.]

Hey, did you mean to fall asleep out here?

[shatteredlenses]

No, not really.

[The words are mumbled sleepily as Michael's voice pulls Ignis back to wakefulness. He tries to sit up, but before he can move much at all, a certain tigerlily lays his head on his chest, pinning him down. Ignis sighs and rolls blind eyes in the direction of Michael's voice.]

I am apparently not allowed to move yet.

[eudaimonikos]

Well, that's what you get for having a pet that's bigger than you. I could destroy Florida with my bare hands!

[Like, he won't, but he is the most powerful person in that household.]

C

[journalname]

[Asgore, somewhat ironically, does not spend a great deal of time on the farming islet.

His own garden and crops keep him fairly busy. Besides, until recently, there was Chara and even Toriel for a bit...people who might be interested in projects like that themselves, and who he would not wish to chase off.

Nowadays, there's really nothing keeping him at home. Still, it took the realization that the farms must have suffered some damage from the dragon to remember that going there was even really an option. He walks up and down the islet, surveying what's here and what's been destroyed. At this point, he's not sure who set all of this up. But there's certainly repairs that need to happen...]

Oh, good morning, Ignis. Are you well? [He doesn't look...you know, great.]

[shatteredlenses]

Good morning to you as well, Asgore. I'm tired, but could be worse. How are you fairing after all the excitement?

[Saying that Ignis doesn't look great is actually an understatement. He's pale and obviously favoring his left side a lot. More than a few bandages peek out from under his clothes, and when Leo looks over at Asgore from where he's basically propping Ignis up, the look in his eyes basically begs for help getting his stupid human to sit down before he falls down.]

[journalname]

I am well enough.

[It's really true; he hadn't gone after the dragon himself, sticking instead to protecting the shores of Enso. Something about that felt less...awful.]

Do you need any healing?

[suspecteverything]

[When the tigerlily makes its way back to a familiar cottage, Jules has to assume that the note had legitimately come from Ignis. So his paranoia may not have been right this time, but whatever. He certainly isn't about to let go of it.

For a while he leans against the back of Ignis' cottage, listening beside the window without his friend knowing. It's one of the benefits of being Andarion - highly tuned hearing. He pauses a brief moment after hearing Ignis plans to come after him, and eventually decides to save his friend the trouble. The last thing he would want is for Ignis to venture out too soon. Instead he uses his Trisani abilities to shift any internal locks on the window and slides it open with his hands.]

Or you could just let me in.

[shatteredlenses]

[Ignis jumps when he hears window opening. Jules' voice is almost lost is a flare of pain, but once the pain passes, he smiles in his friend's direction, barely resisting the urge to toss something gently at him as payback for the start.]

It seems as if you are doing a pretty good job of letting yourself in. Are you sure you need help?

[suspecteverything]

[He probably should have thrown something. It was a sentiment Jules would appreciate.]

Trust me, you don't want to see or hear an Andarion try to get through this tiny window. I'd leave half my body scraped along the window frame. Your door unlocked?

[He can manage to unlock it himself if he needs to, but it's just so much easier to confirm he needs to first. This place is way too draining to use powers unnecessarily.]

c

[catpiper]

[Being helpful isn't a task that makes its way on to her daily agenda. It ends up being the opposite of that most days, but even she can see the benefit of looking around the farmland. She's lived too long with a stable source food to go back to having a shortage. Not to mention the people she lives with-they need to eat too.

So she's not really planning to do anything other than look around, maybe scavenge whatever survived the flooding, but-

There's Iggy. Good ole Iggy trying to do something and he doesn't look great. Unstable. Like he's seconds from falling and she has a sneaking suspicion as to where those injuries came from. No one fighting that battle came away unscathed. ]

Iggy? What are you doing?

[shatteredlenses]

Ren?

[Ignis turns toward her slowly, the fact that he is injured clear in the way he moves. Leo sticks close to his side, making sure he doesn't fall.]

I'm just trying to take stock of what has been damaged so we can get it repaired. How are you doing?

[Not hurt he hopes.]

[catpiper]

I'm okay.

[He does have a great deal of nerve asking if she's fine, when that limp is apparent.]

Are you hurt?

c

[postictal]

[Tim's been doing more or less the same thing - cataloguing the disaster, the aftermath of the disaster, and taking inventory of the kind of repairs he might need to start working toward.]

[Eventually, he notices that he's not alone in these efforts. And the other guy looks like he's not really altogether with it, leaning on his tigerlily.]

Hey. You good?

[shatteredlenses]

[A smile, wry smile crosses Ignis' face.]

I'm still moving. All things considered, I'll take it.

[He turns a bit more toward Tim, gesturing in the direction of the bludroc pen he's been, slowly, checking out.]

If you aren't too busy, could I borrow your eyes a moment? I'm having trouble figuring out just how bad the damage is to this side of the enclosure.

[postictal]

[Tim almost nods - before realizing that the gesture is bound to be pointless. Borrow your eyes is pretty indicative, seeing as Ignis is, to his knowledge, the only blind person on the archipelago.]

It's no problem.

Have you been mapping this stuff out by touch this whole time?

C

[forwearemany]

(Legion had been intending to talk to Ignis about a couple of things, so encountering him while they are in the process of deterring pyjacks from stealing food is fortuitous.)

Ignis.

[shatteredlenses]

Hello Legion.

[Ignis turns from where Leo is chasing away some pyjacks.]

How are you holding up with all this craziness?

[forwearemany]

All systems functional.

(They glance briefly at the Tigerlily, turning their head with the gentle whirring of internal mechanics, before refocusing on their ally.)

We wished to speak with you.