revolt :: ic

(  EMAIL TO: Mission Team  )

(  EMAIL TO: Ignis Scientia  )

(  EMAIL TO: Thea Dearden  )

So please tell me that some version of The Bachelor still exists in the future? Oh! Bachelor on Mars?? Or The Real Houswives of the Lunar Colony? Something? Anything???

Unless you want to get discouraged, 'how long does it take for a cat to adjust to you' is not a sentence you should put in a search engine.

FILTERED: IGNIS, NOCTIS, PROMPTO;
(( shortly after this ))

Looks like we're about to lose signal here. I'll check back in a few days when we're back in range.

Apparently, I've been fashioned a glorified zookeeper. Delightful.

If you are a resident of the Sadler Complex and find yourself approached by either one of these dogs, I ask that you refrain from interacting with them. No petting, no treats, and so help me, no baby talk. They are working this weekend. If you wish to meet them otherwise, contact me. I'll consider the request.

That's all.

Well, this is certainly different.

I've been told there are more than a handful of us from Eos here. My door is always open to familiar faces, should anyone want company.

Shame my motorcycle didn't arrive with me. Vehicles don't ever magically appear at random, do they?

WHO: Gladiolus Amicitia, Noctis Lucis Caelum
WHAT: Gladio and Noctis bond - literally
WHEN: Backdated like a boss to June 6ish
WHERE: Room 505, Sadler Complex
RATING/WARNINGS: Mentions of death/grief/disassociation/Lucis' use of glorified child labour
STATUS: gdoc; complete!

( Dude. The cloaks were the worst part. I felt like a vampire. )

Not everyday you show up in the future and I have to say, for now technically being 357 years old... I look damn good.

(  Filtered to Gladiolus Amicitia & Prompto Argentum  )