Well, I've never put much stock in Luciela or Riful's tastes... but yes, that's all that I need you for.
[ There are sounds of movement on his end, now. The sssshing of a sword as it's slid out of a scabbard... and then pushed back into it. Neatly placed against the wall. It won't be necessary. He's his own weapon, after all. ]
I'm ready to leave this very moment. The real question is, are you prepared?
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*CACKLE*
[ There are sounds of movement on his end, now. The sssshing of a sword as it's slid out of a scabbard... and then pushed back into it. Neatly placed against the wall. It won't be necessary. He's his own weapon, after all. ]
I'm ready to leave this very moment. The real question is, are you prepared?
nooooo :c
[He'd probably be easier to work with if he couldn't complain and argue so much!]
Hah, are you kiddin'? Let's get this show on the road.