May. 30th, 2022

hashtag_chocobro: (against a wall)
The news crackled over the radio, as visitors, farmhands, and people stranded by the blockades alike milled around their morning tasks around the chocobo farm.

"High Commander Ravus Nox Fleuret issued the following statement regarding the Imperial blockades across the region: "We believe the insurgents behind the Citadel attack have taken refuge in Duscae. The blockades shall help us root out the criminals.I realize the inconvenience imposed upon the citizenry, but we must each do our part for the good of all." The high commander also stressed the imperial army would continue its recovery efforts in the Crown City.

"The frequent quakes which rocked the Duscae and Cleigne regions in recent day have finally quieted. In response, the Empire provided the following comment: "The cause of the tremors was the Archaean, who had awakened in a fit of rage. The Imperial army took swift action and laid the unruly god to rest, thus averting disaster." Eyewitness reports confirm Titan has disappeared from the Disc of Cauthess.
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This was, unfortunately, the biggest news that they were to receive that day, giving the four of them serious doubts about the adage that no news was good news. But they did have Cindy on the task of asking around; Dave and Monica would also keep an eye out, although they had their hands full with all the blockades being set up around the area. Those blockades, and the increased number of Magitek troops patrolling the areas around them, made it difficult for them to move about too much themselves. Their hands were tied, they had no communication back to Fandom, and they had no car.

But all these developments also begged the question: even if they had their car, where would they go, at this point?

The goal was still Cape Caem, once used by King Regis as a hideout, where there was a good chance his old boat was still lying in disrepair underneath the lighthouse there. A boat to get them away from Lucis, to Accordo….to Altissia. Still the same goal as before, when this all started a little over a week ago, just with very different intent.

"If we don't hear anything about the Regalia soon, though," Ignis proposed, "we may have to simply abandon her and make the trek by chocobo. Significantly longer and vastly more dangerous, but it may be the only other option we have."

There was also the matter of the remaining tombs; if they were going to do this, they had best be as prepared and armed as possible, yet they'd only obtained a small handful of the Armiger Arsenal thus far.

And so it was a day of waiting. It was a day of handling a few Hunter jobs in the area, running some errands for Wiz and the chocobo farm. A day of keeping their ears open and their eyes peeled. A day of Prompto hunched over the parts of a communicator and unfamiliar technology, almost too afraid to break it down in case he couldn't put it back together again, but it was clearly not doing them any good at the moment, anyway.

In a way, it was almost a little…relaxing. An unexpected respite. A pregnant pause. A brief moment to regroup and refocus.

It was a shame they didn't think to just enjoy it more while they still could.

[[ and thus, a filler day~ NFB, NFI, pastoral feeding and petting of chocobos welcome ]]

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