#amoirsetpacis 01

[bbq-dreamer]

PIXIE PERFECT TREASURE HUNT in COTES WARD SpiraleFES 2025

"Onwards, pork rind! Find my gold!"

ENA's really taken to this truffle-hunting job, though she's putting lots of pressure on her pig to succeed, possibly because she fears what'll happens if she fails...

Her teacup pig has gotten distracted. It's sniffing another pig instead of the forest floor for her. ENA angrily stomps up to who she assumes is the other pig's owner, ready to read him the riot act.

"Hey, you! Your pig is porkin' with my pig! Get lost, or it's gonna be pork chop o'clock!"

"... We should exchange insurance," she says in a much calmer tone. "What's your current provider? Are you satisfied with your coverage?"

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[wingherc]

@amoirsetpacis the door was locked...

｢𓆄｣ When he slotted the physical key into his door lock, Hawks was concerned when he realized the door was unlocked. After the delivery driver inputed the code, the digital lock should've relocked.

As he entered the halls of the darkened agency, the smell of freshly delivered donuts wafted through the empty lobby.

It wasn't until Hawks flicked the light on, to find this freak splayed out on the couch helping himself to the donuts he had delivered earlier this morning.

"...Do I know you?" The question was rhetorical in nature. He didn't know this guy, as far as he was aware: this was just some petty criminal committing the stupidest B&E heist he'd seen yet. But, it took a lot to make Hawks feel on edge, intrusions like this left him on high alert. He wouldn't hesitate to strike this man down if he proved to be a threat.

"How did you get in?" Ever so slowly, he pulled a flight feather from his wing, threateningly pointing it at the man's face. It would be wise not to touch it, while the feather appeared quite flimsy, Hawks was able to sharpen and stiffen them to be as strong as a steel blade.

[prxmrosx]

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"GAK! HARU!" it's a good thing the store isn't opened yet. Some people don't appreciate a bird flying around them (even if Haru is well behaved when the cafe is opened).

"He gets so excited whenever you show up, Mister Vash. I'm almost jealous with how he is so close to you. At this rate you might steal my bird," She playfully jests. Haru perches happily on vash's shoulder. He's moving his head side to side, almost taunting Hanabi. The little rascal!

"Oh! Mister Vash, would you like some tea or something?" She's making her way down the ladder carefully, yet hastily.

[adagaium]

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Ardyn hadn't been able to really sit down for a chess game, but with how the match ended, he wasn't really sure if he could call it a real game. He'd beaten his opponent rather soundly ... and he couldn't help but feel a little bad about it. It really wasn't a fair fight ... but it had been a nice way to get to know another person, because Ardyn hadn't been able to make too many bonds. Yet. Plenty of people had approached for fleeting conversations, because Iaso was rather adorable as a chick, and Ardyn was reluctant to let her out of his sight. Maybe if she was grown ... no matter.

❝ Alright, I would assume that another game won't be necessary- do forgive me for that. I could try to teach you more about chess, though, ❞ Chess was the one thing that he could still look back and say he enjoyed to do with Somnus- before everything went to hell. Before the darkness.

Notably, that darkness had faded quite a bit. Ardyn had been enjoying the sun, feeling relieved that he didn't have to wear so many layers. A plain tunic and pants had been sufficient, and the warmth on his skin no longer felt like fire. Maybe that was why his spirits were better. If this was the Beyond, it wasn't so bad at all.

❝ And to think I asked you for a game without introducing myself properly, where have my manners gone? Ardyn Izunia, at your service, ❞ the introduction is finished with a little bow and a slight smirk.

[ultimatelifefcrm]

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Truly a remarkable discovery, he hadn't meant to stumble upon this place but perhaps it was fate. The isles that lay above the Mistwoods horizon had granted back all of Shadow's abilties (though, no dice on the Chaos Emerald, boo.).

With jet boots back in order, and his speed back to where it should be, he was taking in the sights as he zipped along, taking note of any places of interest he had passed, for multiple reasons, Shadow felt like he might spend a lot of time in this branch.

He really shouldn't have taken his eyes off the path in front of him, because as the supersonic fast hedgehog realized, he was seconds away from crashing into a very unfortunate person.

"WATCH OUT!!"

His call was in vain, there was no way the either of them would've been able to have split second reaction timing like that...Down tumbling the both of them went.

"Damn..."

[stowoniside-blog]

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“...”  Snow Fun Allowed, huh?  Normally, youth like Allister would jump at the chance to join in on the fun.  But, Allister wasn’t like most kids, he was scared he might not get along with others, or worse, he’d become a target.  A child with a penchant for ghosts was considered rather weird, even where he was from.  Though, he was harmless at best.

“...Let’s go, Gastly...”  Allister beckoned for his pokemon to come along.  “...Maybe there’s something else we could do...”

[conjuringink]

"Excuse me."

He's seen this man numerous times during his trips into Cotes' marketplace. It was hard not to notice him, what with his great height that had him towering over most denizens around him, and the bundles of flowers he always had held delicately in his arms.

"You work at the florist's, do you not? I see you on the streets quite often. You are always in such a hurry." It's not said unkindly; it's just a friendly observation. "So I never have the chance to stop you and ask: do you arrange those bouquets yourself? You have quite the eye for it, if so. You should be proud."

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[burytone]

@amoirsetpacis | Ofiuco U Starter

"Are you here to check out the auditions for the music program?" Midvalley asks Vash when he sees him lingering in the foyer of the auditorium. He was balancing a large stack of sign up sheets in one arm, holding his phone in the opposite hand.

"Or. . . Are you another one of those ghost hunters?" He asks suspiciously.

"Hate to pester you like that, but, there's been at least a dozen people coming by the building lately to try and catch the paranormal on video. It's some kind of trend or challenge, or something," Midvalley ponders.

"-- Not like I believe in that stuff, would be kind of spooky to see something though!"