Sure, Ignis wasn't required to live within the strict zoning requirements for supernatural creatures. Despite his research and dabbling in arts that humans probably shouldn't go anywhere near, he's as normal human as they come. But other humans tended to ask an awful lot of questions and that would require a level of secrecy that's absolutely exhausting to keep up with. Far better to take to one of the many listing websites for people with more unique needs.
Because if they won't ask why the hell he has a dismembered human arm in the fridge, he won't complain about an excess of fur or candlelit rituals or ever-drawn blackout curtains.
And so far, his arrangement with Reid has worked out amenably. In the beginning, he was an absolutely conscientious roommate, keeping his pet projects to his room, ensuring to clean up after himself, clearly labeling any of the more sensitive materials that had to be kept cold. (Currently, there's a deceased pigeon in a brown bag in the fridge. He'd found it smashed into the gravel lot on his trek out to his car from the hospital he works at-- and true to fashion, the bag is fastened closed, with even a warning not to eat it.) Of course, things had started to branch out from his room as his projects piled up- books left out with handwritten notes for his thesis (working on a degree in forensic anthropology to match up with his medical work,) as well as the occasional drawings for the occult- strange symbols, runes, examinations of such.
Most recently, there's a birdcage out by the window- the reanimated finches inside don't particularly sing (he's not been able to repair their lungs enough, or had the time to encourage them to try to use them) but they certainly flit about from perch to perch and stare hungrily at anything moving inside the apartment.
At the moment, he has a rare day off, and is tending to the most recent acquisition- a mangled-looking starling splayed out on his desk and underneath a focused light and magnifying glass as he works on carefully choosing through spare feathers to find some that will fit in the bald patches. He has rows all separated neatly: flight feathers from down feathers from tail feathers, sorted into lefts and rights when necessary-- and out to the side is a book with detailed anatomical descriptions of avian anatomy, to help him in his reconstruction, choosing carefully with the forceps in hand, and tucking each one in place.
(Who knows why he's been on this bird kick lately. Maybe later he'll move on the reanimating small mammals.)
[ finch is an incubus from his own ~urban fantasy~ version of earth. he has some info in his journal, but can also easily be AU'd into canons like bright. ]
[More than happy to write the starter if you'd like, just lmk and we can plan things out!
He can be any role, really, but admittedly i have a thirst for weirdo frankenstein-redux Necromancer Ignis. Casually reanimating things for science and just because he can, nbd.]
[That sounds amazing! Interested in combining that with werewolf Prompto? Or maybe Prom is one of his experiments somehow, or oooh someone else's experiment that Ignis fixed?]
[ ooc: 4 for her is canon, so maybe something like a team up to hunt undead/zombies?
From what I know/recall of DC canon for Jason (not up to date, sorry), I think some of the villains could definitely be the kind that keep coming back because !magic! or something. ]
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