let's delay our misery
Yes, folks, it's time for that staple of staples: the hot springs meme! Your character is now joining someone else for a dip in the hot springs (or just passing by, if you're really dead sure they're not going to strap out of their spiky armor).
Is this the Bokaisen in Kugane? The natural springs in icy northern Twinpools? Some hidden, bubbly corner of Gyr Abania, maybe? Or familiar Camp Bronze Lake? You've got a lot of options! It can also just, you know, be nowhere in particular.
Why are they in the springs? Who knows! It's meme logic, my friends.
A note: this meme is intended as a gen meme, though if you'd like to play it as a variant of the matchmaking smut springs meme that's frequently posted on Bakerstreet, you're very welcome to do so!
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[ The lord commander is punctual, smiling as he makes his way across the courtyard, a hand raised in greeting. The keep is at his back; plainly, he used the opportunity to speak to Camp Dragonhead's new commander. ]
And with two birds — what fine fortune! I'd hoped to make a pilgrimage today in good company. Will you indulge me?
[ His voice carries; the nearby armsmen all turn to look between them. ]
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[i thought that was the purpose of our meeting, francel thinks, but the words flounder and die in his throat. why is aymeric acting as if this is some convenient happenstance? was this trip supposed to be some great secret? or did he take the suggestion of it far more seriously than did aymeric?
anxiety flits across francel's face, though he seems to swallow it, turning away as he climbs into the saddle of his chosen mount.]
...Never mind what I thought. I am bound for Monument Tower regardless, so if you would join me, I shall not object.
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'Twas a jest. I've thought of little else since I awoke -- many, many bells ago. [ With humor again, he climbs into his own saddle. ]
And what of you? How has this morning found you?
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[francel seems to grow a few shades pinker, though that might very well be from the cold than from any embarrassment on his part. he takes the lead, setting his chocobo on a gentle walk down haldrath's march. it is best to conserve the birds' energy until they reach the more dangerous wilds in boulder downs — that, and it would be rude in a silly way to just go sprinting off in the horizon without addressing aymeric's question.]
I am well enough. I rose for matins... took breakfast... completed a report, then made my way here. I — forgive me my brevity. My days are not particularly interesting.