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[timmers]

[Tim has finally decided to rekindle an old hobby and get himself a camera. The video opens to a medium-sized mirror, from which you can see Tim holding up an SLR, dressed casually with a warm jacket, like he might be about to go out.]

It's been a while since I held one of these. Hope I haven't gotten rusty. [Tim smiles a bit wryly, thinking about the last time he'd held a camera.]

More importantly, I'm thinking of shooting a calendar to raise some additional funds for a couple of community activities.  I'm open to theme suggestions, if anyone has any.

If you're feeling braver than that, I'm heading out now to get a feel of things if anyone wants to be a test subject.
Just make sure you're not afraid of heights. [A grin for that, but you've been warned.]

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[timmers]

A crown prince? [That must explain the Ignis' way of speaking. And the slightly stiff air of dignity that reminded him all too much of Alfred. In fact, he was starting to think they'd get on like a house on fire.] Hope they're okay without you back in your old world, then.

Sounds like guarding royalty is a high-spec job. You kind of struck me as an indoors type, at first, but there's more to you than meets the eye, huh?

[coquere]

Oh, he gets along all right. [for now, he won't say that said prince is actually here. Noct probably wants to be incognito]

That is the strategic point. Being seen as a non-threat works to my advantage.

[timmers]

[Tim can appreciate facades. Even if can't really tell Ignis that he's somewhat working on one right now. Sometimes you just have to wear different hats.] That just makes you sound like some kind of superspy. [A grin for that.] You have the accent down and everything.

You remind me a little of someone from home- he's a butler now, but he was pretty accomplished. He doesn't talk about it much, though. [It's a really bad time to miss Alfred. Tim clears his throat a bit.]

So, you know how I asked if you could do a handstand earlier? I was thinking it'd be nice to get a shot of some jumps and maybe a handstand, if you're comfortable doing it.

[coquere]

[hahah, well, Ignis was sort of a butler. Cooking, cleaning, sewing clothes. He doesn't seem to mind the comparison. As for the handstands and such, he will be glad to comply.

It's not really to show off, more just his comfort level on doing things, but he jumps and does a little flip in the air, landing on his hands and holding the position before flipping again and getting back on his feet. Remarkably, his glasses stay on the entire time]

[timmers]

[Tim takes his shots and claps when he's landed back down, duly impressed. Ignis either is very confident or has nerves of steel- while Tim's ready to head off any untoward events, it's all the more impressive that ignis doesn't lose his glasses throughout the whole thing.]

That's great! You're definitely at home up there.

[coquere]

It's nothing, really. I do this sort of thing all the time back home. Not on rooftops, that is. More on cliffsides and the like.

[timmers]

What, really? Does your king really like extreme sports or is it a cultural thing?

[Maybe their city was build on an island and you had to rapell down.]

[coquere]

Neither. I just like being prepared for any circumstance, which worked well in our favor once we traveled beyond the wall.