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Uh I haven’t been doing anything here but I’m on leave now so I can be more active
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Today being his day off, Windsor decides to go check up on the other trainee he had all-but-adopted. Not that Drey was much of a trainee anymore; he was a full-fledged guard, but Windsor was still as proud of him as he was the day the panda was promoted.
In his civilian clothes (admittedly suited for more humid areas rather than the chilly Snowdin air), he steps into Grillby’s and kicks the snow off his boots. Drey was usually here when he was off-duty.
As if right on cue, Drey opens the door to Grillby’s, shaking off the extra snow from his boots before stepping inside. He is pleasantly surprised to see his mentor at the bar, and gives the slightest of smiles as he approaches.
“Master. What brings you to Snowdin? I thought you usually dislike extreme weather?” Drey asks as he pulls up the chair beside Windsor and hops up onto it. He wouldn’t allow himself to fully show it, but he was excited to see him again. Seeing him always filled him with a sense of pride, knowing that he had come a long way from when he and Windsor first met.
He smiles at Drey when he takes the seat next to him, his usual fatherly smile. "Can't a man check up on a friend without being suspicious?" He chuckles, making no comment about the weather. He didn't want the other to worry about him, after all.
"You needn't call me 'master' anymore. We're like right equals now." He slides a glass over, having already ordered drinks for the both of them; the usual, of course. "How have you been, laddie?"
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Today being his day off, Windsor decides to go check up on the other trainee he had all-but-adopted. Not that Drey was much of a trainee anymore; he was a full-fledged guard, but Windsor was still as proud of him as he was the day the panda was promoted.
In his civilian clothes (admittedly suited for more humid areas rather than the chilly Snowdin air), he steps into Grillby's and kicks the snow off his boots. Drey was usually here when he was off-duty.
Mun vs Muse. Now. Give me a topic and we'll argue maturely over it.
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Friend, the only reason you should be hesitant to RP with me is because Windsor is kill-on-sight with humans. He takes his job very seriously.
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“Oh goodness, the two young ladies? Calibri and Manila... I suppose ‘Promise’ and ‘Innocence’.”
“I do hope little Manila doesn’t take offense to that. With regards to Calibri, I do think that her green magic, with proper training and perhaps someone to teach her, could be very useful.”
Who's your favorite member of the Canine Unit?
“The Snowdin Canine Unit? Why I don’t think it’s quite fair to choose one over the others, but I suppose that Doggo is very admirable.”
“He tries his best despite his disability.” Windsor taps the corner of his eye. “I do wish he relied less on dog treats, though.”
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Calibri’s brows furrowed in concern. With ears like hers, picking up the distraught sounds of sobbing was fairly easy. She’d been worried that someone was hurt, so she felt the natural need to investigate. However, she was quite shocked to see where the sounds were coming from.
For a moment, she didn’t say anything. Then, she reached into her pocket and pulled out a small piece of cloth and offered it to him
“Are you okay..?”
He takes a deep breath, pursing his lips before reluctantly taking the cloth, using it to wipe his eyes. He’d be lying if he said that it wasn’t embarrassing that he had been caught--by young civilian at that--but there was nothing he could do about it.
“Yes, I’m fine; you needn’t worry about me.”
“It’s nothing new. An old man like me gets tired sometimes, you know. Nothing a young lady such as yourself should waste time over.” He always felt bad when others worried about him. It was his job to keep civilians from worrying.
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