001 | Video | New visitors!

[gruffier]

[ 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.

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[gruffier]

[ He thinks of Torgal more like his brother! His second brother! They are comrades-in-arms, not kin!

But alright. He won't argue or try to reason with that. ]

Heh. It's the very least I could do. She's certain to have her feathers full for some time.

[ He'll smile softly at that.......... well, until the next words that Jill utter cause him to pause.

His head whips towards the camera, to Torgal (who now finds himself rolling in the grass with the chicks), and then back again to Jill. ]

A family? He— ... he would have given us some kind of inclination. A bark, or something.

[tilfrosset]

And how would you know a "I've made puppies" bark from a "I've made a mess"? Have you taken up the wolfhound tongue without telling me? Going to use it to talk to Torgal behind my back?

[Now she's just teasing him. She knows Torgal and Clive have an understanding.]

[gruffier]

Oh, Torgal and I talk of you plenty.

[ A tease for a tease, then! ... Or was it? ]

[tilfrosset]

I knew it. No better than the gossiphounds of the Duchy. I suspect you two also cover your mouths with fans as you prattle on about me over tea and sweetmeats as if that didn't make you look suspicious.

[Scratch that, now she's wondering... what could he possibly say to Torgal about her?]

[gruffier]

We prefer to use handkerchiefs to cover our mouths, actually.

[ He almost breaks character. Almost. But his bright and genuine smile towards her gives himself away easily. ]

[tilfrosset]

Shameless, the both of you. I know you're a terrible liar, but you could at least make an attempt to act guilty.

[He doesn't smile often, but when he does, it makes Jill's heart skip a beat. She's far too old to be having butterflies in her belly like a young schoolgirl getting attention from her crush, but here she is, doing that anyway. Metia help her.]

I guess I'll just have to take up chatting with Bluetooth then since you two cannot be trusted.

[gruffier]

Apologies, my lady. Torgal may seem well kempt, but his tongue would get himself in trouble.

[ Finally, as if overhearing the conversation, the wolfhound will bound his way over to Clive and begin to wag his tail when he notices the person on the other side.

Cue happy panting and sticking his nose into the screen!! ]

See? Ever eager to gossip.

[tilfrosset]

You say that about him, as if you aren't his partner in crime.

[Jill grins at the how suddenly the screen goes black with nothing but the sound of heavy breathing, even knowing how summer hot that hound breath can be. She's sure the camera will come back smudged with slobber as well, but all that are the most lovable parts of Torgal.]

Then perhaps I shall leave you two to your own devices as you two ruin my reputation. Far be it for the subject of your scandalous chats to overhear.

[gruffier]

[ Clive had to practically remove Torgal's face from the camera to see Jill again... or what was visible of her after the carnage that was left in his wake. ]

We have finished, I assure you. [ He'll give a glance at the wolf as he wipes the camera down. ] For now.

My attention is on you an you alone. The chocobo chicks have already taken a likening to Torgal. It would seem our gossip will have to wait as he attends to his duties.