[ And thank you, Isabela, for justifying how disgusting he finds them! Not that he's seen them out on the streets too often, but imagine his surprise when he sped to Olympia's stables hoping for cute, fluffy birds and found those instead. Absolutely repulsive. ]
We clearly gotta talk to the folks in charge and make 'em see reason on this one. Take back the horrible centi-freaks and give us the good, pure, perfect chocobos!
How does anyone even get anywhere without being distracted by all the legs they have moving about? I would be too unsettled about it and take a horse instead, stubborn and fussy as they are.
[She's never been one for insects of any sort, and it would be a chilly day in the Fade before she'd ever catch herself on one from the image her mind unhelpfully gives her. She scrunches up her mouth in distaste for it, brave as she is there's things even she won't do.]
Maybe we can take the angle that there's nothing romantic about them. A moonlight stroll on a giant centipede is horrifying compared to the sturdy muscle of a stallion, or the soft down feathers I imagine your chocobos have. The right amount of legs moving about too, anything more than four is just unsettling.
[ Prompto is no fan of horses, but he would still much rather take one of those than any giant centipede. The two of them are agreed on the subject insects. The only good insect is a dead, squished one, and nowhere in proximity to his body. Ugh. ]
That's exactly right! [ And he nods enthusiastically in agreement. ] I mean, I'll give it to horses - they're pretty okay animals, and waaaaay more suited for that sort of thing than a centipede would be. Like, just imagine trying to sweet-talk your bae with all those legs clattering around! Yeesh.
[A good insect never existed in the first place, and she can't imagine why anyone would ever be fond of them. They could go somewhere far, far away from her along with creepy spooky ghosts.]
I'd like them better if they didn't smell so bad and drool everywhere, but even then they're still the better choice. [She shakes her head, because finding out about all of this is a good heads up but she isn't looking forward to sleeping with that image later.] I'm more horrified at the sounds they must make being so huge, there's no way I could get my hands on anyone I'm riding with while hearing that. Horses only neigh, that I can handle.
Think just saying that it doesn't matter if they move faster if you keep losing dates because it kills the mood works at all?
Might be worth a shot. Hell, whatever it takes to convince 'em...
[ And, like, maybe that would be the ticket. The natives are pretty all-out when it comes to romance and, uh, other things, so they probably want as few mood killers around as possible. She might be onto something there. ]
Bottom line: we need chocobos. That's the real takeaway from all this.
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[ And thank you, Isabela, for justifying how disgusting he finds them! Not that he's seen them out on the streets too often, but imagine his surprise when he sped to Olympia's stables hoping for cute, fluffy birds and found those instead. Absolutely repulsive. ]
We clearly gotta talk to the folks in charge and make 'em see reason on this one. Take back the horrible centi-freaks and give us the good, pure, perfect chocobos!
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[She's never been one for insects of any sort, and it would be a chilly day in the Fade before she'd ever catch herself on one from the image her mind unhelpfully gives her. She scrunches up her mouth in distaste for it, brave as she is there's things even she won't do.]
Maybe we can take the angle that there's nothing romantic about them. A moonlight stroll on a giant centipede is horrifying compared to the sturdy muscle of a stallion, or the soft down feathers I imagine your chocobos have. The right amount of legs moving about too, anything more than four is just unsettling.
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That's exactly right! [ And he nods enthusiastically in agreement. ] I mean, I'll give it to horses - they're pretty okay animals, and waaaaay more suited for that sort of thing than a centipede would be. Like, just imagine trying to sweet-talk your bae with all those legs clattering around! Yeesh.
Maybe we can even get a petition goin'...
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I'd like them better if they didn't smell so bad and drool everywhere, but even then they're still the better choice. [She shakes her head, because finding out about all of this is a good heads up but she isn't looking forward to sleeping with that image later.] I'm more horrified at the sounds they must make being so huge, there's no way I could get my hands on anyone I'm riding with while hearing that. Horses only neigh, that I can handle.
Think just saying that it doesn't matter if they move faster if you keep losing dates because it kills the mood works at all?
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[ And, like, maybe that would be the ticket. The natives are pretty all-out when it comes to romance and, uh, other things, so they probably want as few mood killers around as possible. She might be onto something there. ]
Bottom line: we need chocobos. That's the real takeaway from all this.