Call Out Meme: Version 8.0

[shatteredlenses]

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Eighth verse same as the first... It's new 'Call Me Out" Time!




【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】 VIII
a roleplay meme to inspire muses.

♛ refer to the list above for active muses. ♛ post "calling" one of them out — you can do so by putting their name journal in the subject line! (I have too many Lancers to just go by name! X.x ) ♛ can be informal/formal/comment spam/crosscanon/explicit/whatever tickles your fancy! ♛ feel free to make up a scenario at the start, or wait to see where things go. meme code.

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[piercetheheart]

*Now* now?

[Gladio had been training, definitely, and getting some decent practice in with some of the Kingsglaive, even.

And... making a fool of himself too, it seemed. A bit of playful flirting with one of the badass ladies that hung around the "Hero". He wasn't even sure of her name, Altus or something?

She had responded to his attempts to flirt by handing him his ass and lighting his practice sword on fire. So he was singed, flustered, and contemplating ducking out with his tail between his legs when he got the text from Noct anyway. He just had to give him shit about being so demanding first.

If Noct was going to be so insistent he'd just steal his shower later.

The only reason Gladio makes it there before Noct is the simple fact that Gladio has the good sense to own a motorcycle instead of needing to take one of the citadel's vehicles. It's as big and impressive as Gladio himself and Noct can probably hear the familiar rumble on the street well before Gladio's at his door, letting himself in and immediately shedding his jacket and gloves before the leather ends up any sweatier than it already is.]

This better be good, dude.

Apologies for the wait, folks!

[shatteredlenses]

I'm on my way.

[The reply comes later than Gladio's, not because Ignis is ignoring his phone, but because--unsurprisingly--he was drawn into one meeting and then another on a day that was suppose to be for paperwork catch up. The paperwork isn't going to get done anymore than it already is at this rate, but at least the reason this time is more interesting than old entitled fools debating the details of the next ball down to the smallest thing. He's honestly going to have to ask the king if a few of these ridiculous decisions can be overruled, but for now, it's time to attend to a different royal party.

Ignis really hopes that this isn't another case of 'please come save my kitchen, I kinda set it on fire again,' but he's not holding his breath. Instead, he tries not to be too irritated with the traffic that has somehow manged to come to a standstill just for him. It's not like that is going to help the vehicles to move faster or get him to Noctis' any faster. He fires off a quick message apologizing for how long it's taking him due to the traffic and sends a silent 'thank you' to whichever Astral is watching when they finally start moving again about 10 minutes later. It's another 15 minutes to Noct's apartment, but at least the vehicle is moving the whole time.

The precise knock on the door is a courtesy more than anything, and Ignis is stepping inside before the sound fully fades. He's slightly startled to find Gladio before Noctis.

At least he doesn't smell anything burnt. That is a plus. Gladio, though, has obviously just come from training and while he should be good, Ignis can't help but send a half-smirk in the Shield's direction.]

Did you get lost on the way to the showers, Gladiolus?

<3

[royalvessel]

[Despite the difference in delays, Noctis is glad to see the two of them arrive at just about the same time. It would've been pretty awkward if they hadn't.

Noctis smiles slightly, leaning back against the wall in such a way that the sweatpants he's wearing ride low on his hips. Almost too low. Considering he's not wearing a shirt, it's probably pretty damn obvious he's doing that on purpose.]

Hey Gladio. Hey Iggy. I think it's pretty good.

[He lets his eyes wander appreciatively over Gladio's bare torso. Noct doesn't mind that he's sweaty. If anything, there's something kind of sexy about that fact.

Then he turns his gaze over to Ignis. Fully dressed, of course, but hopefully he'll be able to change that fact as well.]

Of course you can use my shower if you want. But I had something else in mind when I called you guys here.

[He really does try to sound suggestive and flirtatious. Whether it's working or not... eh. He'll just have to wait and see.]

[piercetheheart]

[Ignis slides in behind him and Gladio just shrugs, flashing Iggy a sheepish look and... yeah fine he'll hang up his jacket, don't give him that look. He hadn't realized Noctis had texted both of them, though. What could he possibly need both of them for so urgently.

Oh?

Oh.

Gladio cocks a brow, flicks another look at Iggy. They're getting ambushed by a half naked teenager, aren't they?]

Uh-huh. And what exactly were you thinkin?

[He's got a few ideas but he's gonna make Noct say it if that's really where this is going. (Can this really be where it's going!?) How is this his life. Save him from horny teens, Iggy. Halp]

[shatteredlenses]

['Suggestive' and 'flirtatious' are two things that Ignis doesn't readily associate with Noctis because...well, because that's his prince and just no, that can't be right. Certainly not directed at them of all people. Of course, as much as he may wish to deny it, there's no denying the almost panicked look Gladio shoots his way. Why is he the one having to fix this? He's not the one who spends 99% of his time walking around without a shirt on for Astral's sake! Does he look like he has experience with this kind of thing?

Apparently, yes, because Gladio is still looking at him with that 'help me' look and Noctis is still trying his darn best to be 'seductive.' He's really not paid enough for this.

Well, there is one way to make up for that. Ignis shoots a quick wink at Gladio and then clears his throat before addressing Noctis in the most professional way possible. Oddly enough, the way his eyes take in the half-dressed teen is anything but professional.]

If you needed an extra load of laundry run, you hardly needed to call both of us, Highness. I'm sure Gladio has plenty of trainees he could be introducing his chest to even as we speak.

[You two put him on the spot so you are both suffering for it.]

[royalvessel]

[Ignis has got it right for the most part. This isn't typical, and unsurprisingly, the act drops pretty damn quickly when he mentions laundry, and then Gladio showing off his chest to other people.

Two things he doesn't enjoy.

So yeah, he does let out a little huff of frustration. Was his start really that bad? Noctis thought this was supposed to be easy. Looks like he got that wrong.]

This has nothing to do with chores.

[Honestly, shouldn't they be more observant? He's standing there with his shirt off. What else could this be about? The internet makes all of this seem so much simpler than it is in real life, apparently.]

I thought you guys could use a break from all the work you do.

[That's the 'thesis' of this 'essay.' Now to get to the meat of it.]

And I'm offering myself up as tribute.

[piercetheheart]

[He caught that wink, Iggy. He caught it and it still makes him nearly choke on his next breath when he hears the response. A barely audible "savage" muttered under his breath but now their Prince is pouting and Gladio offers him a sympathetic look.]

You were anyone else, I'd have you pinned against that wall by now. [But. Duty.

He draws in a breath, scrubs a hand through his hair and glances to Ignis, wondering where he sits with all of this. Usually he's pretty damn good at knowing what Iggy's thinking but this is so far out of left field he has no idea. ]

Not that simple with you and you know it, Princess. No innuendo, no playing seduction. What exactly are you suggesting here?

[shatteredlenses]

[Despite how different their reactions are, Ignis is quite satisfied by them both, which is why he drops the act almost immediately. Amusingly enough, he might be the only person for whom their expression becoming 'serious' instead of 'professional' means they are somehow easier to read.]

I'm afraid I have to agree with Gladio on this. While we appreciate your concern for our well-beings, both your position and ours means we can't just act on a whim. Whatever we do, we must make sure that is won't affect our abilities to work together in the future should it not work out. More importantly, we must take into consideration how people will react if word of our actions makes it outside of this room.

[An apologetic look crosses his face.]

I wish things didn't have to be this complicated, but we must stay true to our duty to protect you, no matter how tempting a 'tribute' you are.