#knifefaire

[safitechs]

Damascus handmade tracker knife

[somnusheir-blog]

@knifefaire​

It took only a whole day of laying around on his bed to realize something. He has no job, no money, and no idea how to get a job or money. His only job had been part-time at a sushi place in Insomnia. Even then, Ignis had gotten him that job. Although if he did it once, maybe he’d do it again.

And it’s that hope that has him walking into the cafe where his companion works. Despite the loss of sight, he still manages to bake and cook. Just another point to add to the list of things about Ignis that are impressive. Noctis takes one look around the front of the cafe and doesn’t find Ignis anywhere. He must be in the back...

He almost considers yelling to the back kitchen just to irritate Ignis. But instead, he settles for the next best thing. Going to the door that leads to the kitchen, Noctis peeks through the window and knocks on it loudly.

     “Ignis!” Even with the slightly hushed tone, it does distract some of the others in the cafe.

[shieldoflucis-blog]

@knifefaire

"ignis... how much is it that you are actually planning on buying?”gladio grunts out with a small grin, arms already holding two grocery bags full of produce. ignis wasn’t particularly known for impulsive spending habits, unless it came to food, naturally, but generally gladio didn’t have any complaints considering these sprees ended with his belly full and satisfied. 

he’s delighting in how light the air feels, how easy it is now, following him around this new city with our fear. the heaviness of insomnia isn’t missed, not in the slightest, and there’s a calm about them that hasn’t been felt in ages. a calm that’s allowed them to mourn, to rest, to finally just be. 

“you know that noct is an adult, right? or is all this for me?” he continues to tease with a small chuckle.