Sigma: What Are You Thinking About?

Catweek day 1, Catching the cast cats for a vet visit, Headcanons

OH BOY, GUESS WHO’S BACK?? That’s right. Me. I’m back, I feel much better and I want to thank you guys for your patience. Now let’s ring the bell and start cat week. If you guys want to write/draw or do.. anything that has to do with the FFXV cast as cats tag me and it as cat week and I’ll reblog it. *cracks knuckles* here we go. Enjoy your stay~

Regis - He has a problem with his right front leg so he has to visit the vet fairly often - He has a problem - One could think the most chill cat would be easy to catch - Though, he isn’t - As soon as Regis sees the transportation box he’s gone - Gone as in you can’t find this damn cat - You can look for him everywhere - Everywhere - You won’t find him - That is until he feels safe from you and makes a mistake - But that doesn’t spare you from the sudden strength he develops to try and escape your grip - Be strong - Clarus might come and try to help him

Clarus - Most likely to go to the vet because he fought another cat - Surprisingly easy - Catch him with treats - If he’s not to eat due to surgery, take them out of the box as soon as he’s inside - Don’t listen to his mews - It’s a trap - An adorable trap - Tries to escape five seconds inside the box - Might even try to crash against it to break it

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Sigma: Nikolai. Your lover is immortal and you only reincarnate when they stop thinking about you. One day you die and reincarnate. What is your first thought?

Nikolai: You forgot me Fedya?

Fyodor: why did you immediately assume I am your immortal lover?

Nikolai: *Meeting Sigma for the first time* Has Fyodor taught you about stranger danger or sexual harassment yet?

Sigma: No?

Nikolai: *grabs Sigma* PERFECT!

Nero: Dante I’m afraid!

Dante: just stay close to your father!

Nero: that’s why I’m afraid!

Sigma: There is a pigeon in the kitchen. I think it’s trying to seduce me.

Fyodor: Tell Nikolai to stop and get back to work.

Nikolai: I am sitting right next to you. What the hell?!

If Ravus Was a Party Member... (Banter)

Ignis: “We must restock on our supply of curatives.” Ravus: “Curatives would not be a necessity of someone would cease falling in combat.” Prompto: “Hey! It’s not my fault the monsters keep chasing me!” Ravus: “Because they must be after that irresistible charm of yours.” Prompto: “And what if they are?!”

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Noctis: “Man, it’s hot… I don’t know how you aren’t cooking alive in your coat, Ravus.” Ravus: “My burning hatred for people allows me to become resistant to the heat.” Noctis: “Uh…” Ravus: “…That was supposed to be a joke.”

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Gladiolus: “Pretty useful with that blade there, Ravus.” Ravus: “More useful than you, I fear.” ——

Prompto: “Wow, the lighting here would make for a perfect photo! Let’s get a shot of all of us here!” Noctis: “Sure. I’m game.” Ravus: *disgusted noise* “I would much rather not.” Prompto: “Come on, Ray. Lighten up and smile a bit more, buddy!” Noctis: “That’d be a scary sight.” Ravus: “Then I shall make it my point to smile more. Just for you.”

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Ravus: “Raining once more? Such awful weather…” Gladiolus: “What? Afraid of a little water?” Ravus: “Water plus dirt results in mud, Amicitia. Removing stains from my attire is far from something I wish to do.” Ignis: “Just as I refuse to do as well.” Prompto: “Shoulda made black your color, buddy.”

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Ravus: “Amicitia! You are the King’s Shield! Act like it!” Gladiolus: “Kinda hard when there’s a bean-pole in my way!”

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Ravus: “A decent fight, Caelum. Well done.” Noctis: “Was that a compliment…?” Ignis: “I do believe that was.” Prompto: “Look at that! Making progress!” Ravus: “…On second thought, I take back what I said.” Noctis: “No take-backs. I’ll take what I can get from you.”

Cat dad

Chuuya: How do we wake him up?

Dazai: True love’s kiss!

Chuuya: What?

Dazai: I kiss him and he wakes up.

Sigma: *Sits up* I’m awake! Don’t kiss me!

Cor: Prompto we need to talk about your problem.

Prompto: *in his pile of chocobo plushies* what problem?

Sigma: *hiding a knife behind his back* Nikolai. Can you handle eight inches?

Nikolai: I mean I can take Fedya just fine.

Sigma: What?

Nikolai: Forget what I said!