#no partitio today sorry :(

[inqua]

im obsessed with making everyone a furry hunter thanks octopath 2-

(also dancer hikari cause someone has to continue olberic's legacy)

[moeblob]

[taoofshigeru]

Octoarm Wrestler (Octopath Traveler II fic)

I wrote a silly fic where the 8path2 gang has an armwrestling tournament.

The Grand Terry made port in Conning Creek after a long day on the ocean. The ship's paint job and mast had seen better days. To say nothing of the crew.

"I can't believe Ochette went'n made friends with the Scourge of the Sea at the end of that fight." Partitio mumbled as Castti sterilized one of his wounds from the fight. "I would've thought it'd be too mad to settle down. Shows what I know."

"They're a big softie, really." The beastling reached out over the deck to pat the giant, amorphous sea monster on what might've been its head. "Just needed a splinter pulled out. Didn't you~, Scurvy~?"

The monster responded with INCOMPREHENSIBLE GROANING?? that might've been happy.

"Could we please hurry?" Osvald interrupted. "I promised Elena we'd take her out to eat before her bedtime, and we've barely got two hours left."

"One moment, please." Castti finished wrapping the last bandage around Parititio's left arm. "That should do it. Let's go get some food."

The Grand Terry's crew numbered eleven today, including the eight travelers, Castti's wife Malaya, Temenos' bodyguard Crick, and Ori, the scrivener who had taken to following Partitio around everywhere until he finally just gave let her share his cabin on the ship. They saw Elena and Clarissa waiting near port. When she saw them, she yelled, "Papa!" and sprinted over to Osvald. "It's great to see you again. I wanted to ask you about some of my math homework."

"It's good to see you too, little pumpkin." He smiled, embracing her in a soft hug. "And we'll have plenty of time to talk about math, but you and me and all my friends need to eat tonight, so let's go to the restaurant first, okay?"

"Yay! I'm super hungry." She took Osvald's hand and swung her arms as they all walked to the tavern.

The Conning Creek tavern was decorated with a banner out front.

Now serving: Our Super Deluxe Octopuff Bowl with All the Fixin's

The banner was adorned with a picture of an octopuff and several yummy-looking veggies.

"Hmm, that sounds interesting." Throné commented. "I'm not normally one for the hefty meals, but I'm pretty worn out after all that sailing."

Ochette nodded. "Scurvy did pack a punch."

As if in response, everyone else's stomachs growled in unison.

"That's it then." Partitio waved to the waiter. "We'll take twelve of the Super Deluxe Octopuff Bowl with All the Fixin's, thank ya very much."

The waiter looked apologetic. "I'm sorry, it's a popular item. Right now, we only have the ingredients for one more bowl."

A silence fell over the table. Temenos was the first to speak. "As a man of the faith-"

Throné cut in. "-Stuff it, detective. I noticed it first."

Ori, sitting in Partitio's lap, was the next to interrupt. "I really ought to have a sampling. So I can write an article. New Delsta Times is pretty short handed so I'm also their food critic, y'see. I don't know if I could eat it all, though, so I could portion up the one with you, Partitio..."

"If anyone knows food here, it's me!" Ochette bared her fangs.

"Now wait just one minute..." Castti held her hands up, trying to restore order. But the bickering continued.

"I'll just... Come back when you've all decided, shall I?" The waiter beat a hasty retreat.

(Continued...)

[beantothemax]

Movie got super upsetting super fast. No Partitio au today.

aw dang, sorry to hear