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shellphones2024-06-04 05:02 pm
gruffier) wrote in shellphones2024-06-04 05:02 pm
001 | Video | New visitors!
[ The videos opens to a familiar face who, surprisingly given the past couple of weeks or so, is actually smiling warmly into the camera.
Small portions of his surroundings can be seen in the background, placing his whereabouts in a rather grassy field. ]
Thought you would like to see the recent companions I've come across. [ He says before panning his face out of view and onto a pile of... chicks?
Well. Chocobo chicks to be exact.
There are eight of them from what the camera depicts- their colors ranging from bright yellow, to silver, to a slightly darker mix of the two. Beyond their chirping forms their mother is seen looking curiously on beside them. Another yellow chocobo is seen further off in the field, and with the presence of Torgal attempting to sniff at them from a safe distance, it looks as though Clive is currently surrounded by animals...!]
It appears they are but a few days old. Funny. I never thought you to be the motherly type, Ambrosia— [ Clive playfully mocks at the older chocobo who shakes her winged feathers in response.
"Kweh!"
He'll laugh off screen before inching the camera a bit closer to the chicks, who are scrambling around and practically running over one another in childish excitement. ]
Should anyone have need of a new companion, let me know. While chocobos could prove to be very useful here, I don't think I can handle quite this many.
Small portions of his surroundings can be seen in the background, placing his whereabouts in a rather grassy field. ]
Thought you would like to see the recent companions I've come across. [ He says before panning his face out of view and onto a pile of... chicks?
Well. Chocobo chicks to be exact.
There are eight of them from what the camera depicts- their colors ranging from bright yellow, to silver, to a slightly darker mix of the two. Beyond their chirping forms their mother is seen looking curiously on beside them. Another yellow chocobo is seen further off in the field, and with the presence of Torgal attempting to sniff at them from a safe distance, it looks as though Clive is currently surrounded by animals...!]
It appears they are but a few days old. Funny. I never thought you to be the motherly type, Ambrosia— [ Clive playfully mocks at the older chocobo who shakes her winged feathers in response.
"Kweh!"
He'll laugh off screen before inching the camera a bit closer to the chicks, who are scrambling around and practically running over one another in childish excitement. ]
Should anyone have need of a new companion, let me know. While chocobos could prove to be very useful here, I don't think I can handle quite this many.
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Would you like to come meet them for yourself?
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(☆▽☆)
be right there
[ BRB DROPPING EVERYTHING, HOPPING ON A BOAT AND SAILING OVER— ]
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He is a little shocked by the urgency, but that only makes him chuckle a bit. ]
Alright. But be careful.
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Raising chocobos (for war) had been part of their academy's instructions, even if their use became dated with the advent of magitech. Seeing them in a world free of conflict is something she never dreamed of... until today. ]
They're even more adorable up close. [ To her credit, she doesn't immediately rush over to them. Instead, she contains her excitement to herself a few meters away, voiced hushed so as not to scare them by her presence. ] Ah, look at their little feathers... So fluffy.
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He'll notice her appropriate distance from the flock, but it was obvious given her excitement that she wished to be closer. So he will do the honor for her and, while keeping the chick close to his chest, will walk over and hold out his hand to present it to her. ]
Would you like to hold it?
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At last, she is holding a baby chocobo. It has been months since the last time-- wait. When was been the last time? Back in her world, she thinks. Before the skies turned red--
Kweh, chirps the little bird, and Rem's heart melts. ]
It's so... precious. [ It's nothing more than a whisper. ]
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That they are. One is not so bad, but the hoard of them... [ He comments, before halfway turning his head to see the others frolicking towards the direction of their sibling!! Now soon all of them have gathered around, chirping about and circling in every which direction. ]
... I've certainly got my hands full for awhile.
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It merely chirps in response, not understanding a single word.
Rem looks back at Clive, smiling. With all that he's recently went through, Rem is glad that he has the opportunity to both distract himself and distract himself with something so painfully adorable. ] How many have you homed so far?
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Yet thinking back on it, and his attitude towards her, he feels the bits of shame attempting to rise up in his throat.
He'll do his best to combat it though, and focus his attention with another soft smile to her question. ]
Most have been inquires, but they're likely to all be accounted for by the end of the day. [ He notes, given how... enthusiastic people have been.
One such person included- ] If you're taking one too, that is.
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I love them forever and ever!
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Than consider this one yours. [ He'll say while nudging one of the chicks towards her.
A while one. Fluffier than their siblings with a few extra tail feathers from the looks of it. A notable yellow marking will be adorned next to the beak- likely the only resemblance they received from their father. ]