at some random point during the festival

[hjack69]

trapped in an empty room probably abt to get murdered send help
may or may not have taken a baby chicken thing w me
if not for me do it for the chicken thing this bitey little asshole is adorable

[ attached is a selfie with a (much much smaller) chocobo that looks kind of like this. ]

what the hell is with the chicken things anyway did i miss something

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i'm sorry

[daemonized]

[Poor Jack. You are definitely being trolled by Ardyn right now. He isn't a cruel man, but the snappier tone does just kind of motivate him further.]

Well. I really don't know what to do then. [He straightens and shrugs in the most dramatic way possible. A hand comes up to fiddle at his scarf.]

It was good knowing you, a true pleasure. You're not going to really eat that "chocobo", are you?

worst friend EVER

[hjack69]

Ass. Hole.

[ Just give him a second to. Scoop up the chocobo, holding up a fingergun to its fluffy fat little head. ]

Get me outta here or the bird gets it.

you'd do the same to him

[daemonized]

You think I care about the life of an [exceedingly cute goddammit] oversized fowl? It'd be for the best if you put it out of its misery now, considering it's been consigned to a fate of imprisonment within Retrospec headquarters.

[He grins, then clasps his fingers around the door handle. He doesn't pull just yet.]

But I'm feeling generous. On the count of three, you push as hard as you can, and I'll pull with the same amount of effort. Maybe the two of us can get this door open for you.

true tbh

[hjack69]

Alright. [ Jack sets his hand on the knob, not turning it. ] On three.

One.

[ look he's a great friend he wants to do the dramatic count together. ]

[daemonized]

[As if Ardyn is ever going to argue against being dramatic. He lifts a brow, but-]

...Two.

[hjack69]

Three!

[ Cue Jack throwing his full weight into the door. Like, he stepped back and got momentum going and everything. ]

[daemonized]

[Whoop, and Ardyn just opens the door with only a modicum of effort, as easy as you please.

Which means the door was never really there long enough to stop all that momentum of Jack's. Ardyn figures this will either make for the most victorious exit ever, or the most embarrassing one.

He'd be pleased with either.]