[He'll sit up fully, placing his hands against his knees to grip firmly. He felt something inside him become slightly displeased with his next few words.]
He was once here but then.. he was taken away by what brings us here.
[He shakes his head.] I'm glad you told me about this, Elliot. [But it's weird, usually Glens know what they are.] Wait, one last thing— Do you have a Chain?
[GDIT STOP TOUCHING HIM. HE DOESN'T REALLY DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT, JUST GIVES AN ANNOYED SIGH. That's the last time ever you'll be able to do that. He's still thinking of Leo okok.
..until you mention that last part. He'll look up.]
[Wow he will wipe that smile off your face, tiny.]
We'll see, Sir Nightray. [He pauses thoughtfully.] Meet me here, tomorrow at four o' clock in the afternoon. I'll procure practise swords from somewhere.
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[He takes a step closer, but doesn't dare move to comfort him; Elliot seems like the flighty sort.]
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[He'll sit up fully, placing his hands against his knees to grip firmly. He felt something inside him become slightly displeased with his next few words.]
He was once here but then.. he was taken away by what brings us here.
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[He smiles wryly.] I'm sorry.
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[He didn't need an apology from you. Looking away once more, he'll grunt.]
Anything else you need to ask?
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[He shakes his head.] I'm glad you told me about this, Elliot. [But it's weird, usually Glens know what they are.] Wait, one last thing— Do you have a Chain?
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No. I don't.
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[He nods, and he turns to fully face him.]
Don't...worry too much about it, will you? The voices and all.
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It's hard not to now since you're talking about them like this. But I get what you're saying; I'll try.
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[He laughs, and if he can land a hair ruffle HE IS GOING TO GET ONE.]
Why don't we spar sometime?
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..until you mention that last part. He'll look up.]
Are you serious?
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for swords eh]Yes, yes I am. I do remember you saying something about liking swords, and I would like to think I'm not half-bad at swordfighting.
[action.] welp my mind was impure there.
I do know how to handle a sword. So if you want, I guess we can spar sometime.
[action.] hey man swordfighting is a pure and manly sport i mean
You can buy me a drink when you lose.
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[action.] yeah says the gayest person ever 1/3... gdit
..what? Did he just say what he thought---...]
2/3
What gives you the idea I'm going to lose?! What do I get if I WIN?!
done. :|
/Face shove.]
[action] WOW RUDE
Well, what do you want if you win?
[action] RUDE? I SEE NOTHING RUDE ABOUT THIS.
[Staring right at you now. B( do you want back on his shit list for life?]
[action] respect your elders young man
Or pledge spars whenever you want. [:DDDDDDD don't you just love Vessaliuses.]
[action.] shut up oldy.
As long as it isn't that damn eggnog.. [REMEMBER LAST TIME? HUH HUH]
[action.] you shut your mouth do you need to be disciplined
[He laughs.] I kid, I kid. Halfway.
[action.] sorry old man i'm not into that
[action.] I'M NOT OLD /punches
[Handwave~] When will you be free for it? [It's just a little before noon, so it might be too hot to spar.]
[action.] oh my god rude /punches back
I usually have nothing to do, so I'm free whenever you're ready to lose. [smug face is smug.]
[action.] /KICKS AT?!
We'll see, Sir Nightray. [He pauses thoughtfully.] Meet me here, tomorrow at four o' clock in the afternoon. I'll procure practise swords from somewhere.
[action.] /STRANGLES?!
[action.] well at least my head's intact (unsure)