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Our STORIES are WRITTEN Within a POCKET full of GALAXIES multimuse ft. a bunch of muses Written by Panda RULES/MUSES
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Writing / roleplay prompts based on quotes collected from the script of the movie Glass Onion (2022).
❝ You can tell him no. ❞
❝ You can't keep making excuses for his every insane whim! ❞
❝ Genius always looks like insanity at first, though, right? ❞
❝ How can you argue with that? ❞
❝ Please stop fire spinning inside! ❞
❝ You agreed, no phone for the rest of the media cycle. ❞
❝ Alright genius, what is this thing? ❞
❝ There's gotta be a way to open it right? ❞
❝ Let's be honest, breasts are fun. ❞
❝ I love my boobs, they're super fun. ❞
❝ What'd I tell you about touching my stuff! ❞
❝ Is something supposed to happen? ❞
❝ Are you mocking me? ❞
❝ When you layer this tune on top of itself it starts to change and turns in to a beautiful new structure. ❞
❝ We could all use a moment of normalcy. ❞
❝ I know you're saying words but they mean nothing to me, absolute gibberish. ❞
❝ I think maybe this game is just not my thing. ❞
❝ I really thought you'd be better at this. ❞
❝ You're not in the bath again are you? ❞
❝ My mind is a fueled up racing car and I've nowhere to drive it. ❞
❝ I need danger, the hunt, a challenge. ❞
❝ We need to talk. Just us. ❞
❝ You need a hand? ❞
❝ Did you two stay at the hotel last night? ❞
❝ I don't even know what that means. ❞
❝ What an extraordinary gathering. ❞
❝ You must be very special. ❞
❝ I love this material, what is this? ❞
❝ I could not help but notice a stir at her arrival. ❞
❝ Are they no longer partners? ❞
❝ Look at your face; it was worth it. ❞
❝ I cannot overstate my gratitude for the invitation. ❞
❝ We've got quite a weekend coming. ❞
❝ This rich people shit is weird. ❞
❝ It's past, present, future. What came before me, what I am, what I leave to the world. ❞
❝ How big a staff does it take to run this place? ❞
❝ This is a normal weekend with old friends. ❞
❝ I really am glad you are here. ❞
❝ I wanted to ask. What are you doing here? ❞
❝ I've learned through bitter experience that an anonymous invitation is not to be trifled with. ❞
❝ You really try, that's what I like. You make an effort. ❞
❝ Well. I am on vacation. ❞
❝ You never know when shit's going to go down. ❞
❝ I'll take care of him. Don't worry. ❞
❝ I can't believe I'm talking to you. ❞
❝ I think disruptors recognize each other. ❞
❝ You've used that word before, what does that mean? ❞
❝ I say it like I see it. ❞
❝ Your world is about to change. ❞
❝ It's a dangerous thing isn't it, to mistake speaking without thought for speaking the truth. ❞
❝ Are you calling me dangerous? ❞
❝ Something's off. I don't like this. ❞
❝ You know every time we've gotten to the point I am going to strangle you, you pull something like this and it's magic. ❞
❝ I want to be responsible for something that gets mentioned in the same breath as the Mona Lisa, forever. ❞
❝ Do you know what this is? ❞
❝ This is reckless, and you are going to get somebody killed. ❞
❝ I thought maybe there was a prize or something. ❞
❝ You've done some homework. ❞
❝ He doesn't know about that. ❞
❝ It's all fake smiles and agendas, people wanting what they think they're owed. ❞
❝ God, I miss that bar. ❞
❝ I'm leaving. In the morning. ❞
❝ You're murdering my vibe. ❞
❝ Are we even going to talk about the elephant in the room? ❞
❝ Given the circumstances I think that's a fair question. ❞
❝ Are you really asking me that? ❞
❝ What do you want? You want a check? Performative pity? ❞
❝ I want the truth. ❞
❝ Dance with me, pretty lady. ❞
❝ You’ve gotta see this. ❞
❝ This changes things right? ❞
❝ Everything works out in the end, you've just got to keep the faith. ❞
❝ Have I ever let you down? ❞
❝ What the hell just happened?! ❞
❝ I'll do it - how do I do it? ❞
❝ I only need one last piece of information. ❞
❝ It's time to finish this. ❞
❝ Why don't we start at the beginning? ❞
❝ I'm going to use it to burn his whole empire down. ❞
❝ It's a stupid idea right? ❞
❝ I'll take those odds. ❞
❝ They will certainly not hesitate to kill again. ❞
❝ One of those shit heads killed my sister. ❞
❝ I shouldn't be here, this is nuts. But I'm here so let's do this. ❞
❝ I'm not great on boats. ❞
❝ What's that you are working on? ❞
❝ I can't let you do this. ❞
❝ This is your last chance to back out. ❞
❝ You shouldn't be here. ❞
❝ That's a beautiful necklace. ❞
❝ He's a good guy. He's complicated. ❞
❝ Why do you put up with it? ❞
❝ It's expeditious but kind of a shit show. ❞
❝ Go easy there—I thought you didn't drink? ❞
❝ I think you should maybe lie down. ❞
❝ We're running out of time! ❞
❝ Please remember the danger here. ❞
❝ Step back, let me handle it. ❞
❝ Oh now you want to talk about it? ❞
❝ You didn't even write back. ❞
❝ Where the hell were you? ❞
❝ Can you say all that one more time? ❞
❝ If I had answered the door that night, what would you have told me? ❞
❝ Something ... something is teasing the edge of my brain. ❞
❝ Are you going to do it for me? ❞
❝ I'll do what I have to do to save myself. ❞
❝ He's a bastard. I'm not sorry for him, he deserved it. ❞
❝ You're better off without him. ❞
❝ She did not see the real threat, the obvious threat, until it was too late. ❞
❝ Oh, you brainless jackass! ❞
❝ Your one murder with any panache at all and you stole the whole idea from me! ❞
❝ Why didn't you burn it or something? ❞
❝ Gotcha, you son of a bitch. ❞
❝ It's your version of the truth against mine. Let's see how that goes. ❞
❝ Your sister was a complicated woman and she meant the world to me. ❞
❝ You go girl! ❞
❝ Yeah. Why the hell not. ❞
❝ Goddamn that felt good. ❞
❝ You feel better now? ❞
❝ You will forever be remembered in the same breath as the Mona Lisa. ❞
Bon Jovi – Bed Of Roses
There it was. That very flush that she was talking about. That moment of him not knowing how to respond and then only managing just a smile in return. It was very fun to watch the way he reacted to things like that.
"If you'd like, we could do a few just us and then join you in with them. I've been teaching Kitty at least for quite awhile." Which meant that he knew a bit more than G'raha did. Even if sometimes he still needed that extra hand. Or maybe he just liked having his mother teach him even after all these years.
She gives a nod in response to his question, her ears flicking absently. It was probably best to leave it at that much. Let Kitty explain that they were more involved than that when the time came. "Mhm! He's been settling rather nicely, just trying to learn how people behave. I'm sure that he would love to get to meet you and the other scions. Or - he would try to show his best approximation of it."
G'raha nodded. That would work, quite well actually. "That sounds fine to me. You truly are amazing, and once you do start teaching me. I'll make sure to listen to every word, and watch and take notes." Which meant when he did come to take in lessons. He would need to notepad, and paper.
Well it was good to hear that he was settling nicely. "How people behave. Well, I do hope that he has been learning to observe people who behave nicely. It would be bad if he were to learn any bad habits." Especially since there were some who didn't behave as nicely as others did. And G'raha could list quite a few.
"By all means bring him to meet the scions, they would probably enjoy his company. And perhaps, even learn a few things. Although we have learned quite a bit about voidsent and the void, there is still so much we don't know."
Most of the people they tended to interact with outside of the adepti didn't even know Eros wasn't human. It made it all the more comforting to sit with someone like Venti - who could hear such a thing and not find it odd or scary like Mr. Zhongli said humans might.
“ A fire… and wood… ” The sovereign nods absently as they listen. It wouldn't be too hard at least to get those things… but how were they going to light it? Eros wasn't able to use pyro like someone else might – nor had they ever been allowed near a fire for fear that they'd end up hurting themselves.
Eros gets up in turn with their new friend, tail wagging as they start following behind him, searching for any sticks or twigs as instructed. Really, once given a task, they're pretty lazer focused. Every time such a thing is in their path, they quickly run to get it and wave it around for Venti, almost like an eager pup. “ How many sticks do these make? Do we need more? ”
Venti also began to poke around, looking over a few twigs he came across but they weren't that big. As he continued to walk along the path in front of him, the bard turned his head to see Eros waving around the twig. Well. At least it was a start, but they would need more. "That's a good size, now find hmm. Ten more like that."
Now he wasn't a pyro person, nope he was of the wind. But how hard could it be to make a fire, right. Rub the sticks together, or.....or. Oh. A rock, or rather find two rocks and they can make a spark. Its what humans did when they camped out in the wild like this, if they couldn't use pyro.
"We should also try to find something that will ignite easily." Once he gathered a few more sticks, Venti went to find two decent looking rocks that would be able to make sparks.
THEY FIND COVER IN ONE OF THE NEARBY VACANT SHOPS, its owner and customers having long since fled the scene at the first sign of danger. Mari would allow her friend to guide her behind the counter, feeling the pulse of his heart racing in his wrist as he remained grappled onto hers.
The rider swallows, briefly glancing past the counter to see if their foe had followed them. The monster's brief stagger gave them precious time to hide, but she knew they wouldn't be safe for long. Mari prayed that it didn't have a keen nose, but from the look of its snout, she had a horrible feeling in her gut that that wasn't the case.
"Worried about me? I was worried about you!" Rasps Mari, whipping her head to face him as she tries to catch her breath. Then, her gaze stares absentmindedly at the floor, as she collects her thoughts. "Oh, it's already back up by now. Yanqing, th-that thing . . . something's wrong with it. It's—"
Another memory bubbles up, pooling like magma in her thoughts and burning. That monster was being forcibly controlled. "It's a monster from my world."
So they had both been worried about one another. And both of them, shouldn't be talking so much right now. Especially after what they both just went through, with that monster.
What. A monster from her world, but. What, how. And why would it just start attacking people, or going on a rampage. Could it be because it was being controlled by something, or someone. And what was worse is that the monster was already back up. "We're in no condition to fight against that thing right now."
They needed to recover, rest. But at the same time. They needed to still come up with a plan, otherwise that thing was going to puts everyones lives at risk. "Who do you think brought it here? And for what reason?" They had to get answers but first.
"Mari, if its already back up. I'll have to let those higher up know. As we are now we stand no chance, and I am not going to let anymore of the Cloud Knights go against it. Besides we have to get our injuries taken care of. You're having a hard time speaking."
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Funny enough although Masaki would highly appreciate if he could breathe properly again, a part of him might actually be enjoying the view of this woman's face. And maybe her legs. He wasn't exactly intending to woo her with his words however. But if they were going to play that way...
"So that's how you truly feel about men, is it?" He dared ask, and grunted as Yotsuyu had begun to push her foot onto his chest once more with more pressure than before. Surely it pained him, but it didn't exactly wipe that smirk off his face, though there was still a hint of pain written on his face at the same time.
"If men are to be disposed... then tell me..." the miqo'te was beginning to have a little trouble speaking yet he still tried to get his words out to her. "What's keeping you... from killing me here and now?" He was in a rather tight spot now after all. If he was going to die here now, he may as well try to make this moment a memorable one in which the last person he would have seen at his death sight was a wicked yet beautiful woman.
Even on the brink of having barely any breath to speak, he still wagged that tongue of his. And as much as she wanted to crush him. Yotsuyu finally removed her foot from atop his chest and stepped back.
What was keeping her from killing this little worm. Probably the fact that even as she continued to grind her heel into his chest, he still had the strength and audacity to speak. "Perhaps not all men need to be disposed of I suppose." Especially this one. Who seems to amuse her more than anything.
"Most men would have passed out from lack of air to their lungs by now. Yet you endured, which makes you no normal man. You've caught my interest. So for now i'll keep you alive." She once more took a puff of the pipe and inhaled before letting smoke fill the air once more. "Perhaps I should keep you as my pet. For just a little while, hmm."
A pair of hands latched onto her and began yanking on her. Eliane winced in pain from her injuries from the initial fight. But it was overshadowed by being dragged into the dark portal.
What greeted her on the othe rside was an unfamiliar cold. Not Ishgard's usual bitterness. Yet, she was unbothered by the frigid temperature. Eliane looked around, not knowing what she expected from this place. She never really took a moment to envision what it could possibly be like.
For a moment, she tried to just ignore Fandaniel's grainy and annoying voice. But it felt as if the time had dramatically slowed down in these few moments. Waiting for the other to rejoin with them.
Fandaniel's hands still roughly gripped onto her as they waited. The adrenaline she was running on was now fading. She felt herself growing more fatigued and ready to topple over.
"I would've escaped if you minded your own business and stayed out of it." Eliane's voice cold, but trying to hide that her energy was spent. She might've still ended up in Garlemald some way or another. But now that she was here, she was going to have to cooperate. Who knows what Zenos had planned for her now that she was here and arriving shortly behind her. As of this moment, she didn't have a lot of confidence her allies could get to her. This is probably something she'd have to figure a way out on her own. For now, she'd need to just see what happened from here.
Fandaniel couldn't help but smirk at her cold remarks towards him. As if he would ever expect any other kind of harsh remarks. "You really should learn to hold that tongue of yours." The ascian hissed in her ear, keeping his hold on her tight.
Once Zenos joined them, he briefly glanced at Fandaniel with what seemed like a blank stare. However. The garlean was more showing his annoyance with the other, and quickly Fandaniel released his hold on Elaine. "Leave Fandaniel, unless I ask. Your meddling it not needed anymore." His words were coarse, harsh and demanding.
Fandaniel gave a quick bow before quickly leaving in a swirl of dark purple and black. Zenos looked to Elaine and pointed over towards a long length couch, deep red and decorated frame. "Sit. You are exhausted after our battle, and I do not need you collapsing on the floor."
Russell only saw the color in her cheeks for a moment before she turned away, but it gave him pause. Despite the weight of their purpose today pressing down on his shoulders, he couldn't help noticing that it was...actually cute. He quickly lowered his gaze to the mug before she'd notice that his eyes may have lingered. "You might like lavender for that. The flavor mixes well with chamomile and mint. I've mixed them for us a few times, and I think you'll like it. I'll have one for myself, too."
Flicking his eyes toward her face one last time just in case there was a slim chance of seeing that slight blush before it faded away, he set down his mug on the small wooden table and crouched down by dufflebag to fish out two metal steepers and the necessary leaves and flowers. After packing each steeper, he straightened back up and set one in his mug, picked it back up, and returned to Winry's side.
"Here." He held out the other steeper for her. "Keep it in your mug for five to ten minutes. I like to keep it in closer to ten to make the flavor more aromatic, but you can take it out earlier if you'd rather have something lighter.
A slight pause, then he sat down beside her, though he'd turned his attention to his brother. "Fletcher, did you have see the notepad with the other papers we had on the bed?"
Fletcher hummed softly as he set his mug on the bedside table and stepped over toward the bed to shift a few notes around until a notepad and pen were uncovered. "Here it is!" He brought it over to Russell then climbed back onto the bed to settle against the wall while his tea cooled.
Russell flipped to a blank page and set it on the floor by his crossed legs. "Whenever you're ready, we can compare notes with the herbs we can find here," he suggested to Winry. "But I don't mind waiting a few minutes if you want tea first. We have honey if it tastes like it needs it." But maybe sitting beside her for a moment without being all business wasn't so bad either.
Winry finally turned her face back, eyes once more glancing up to Russell then to the steeper he handed her. Lavender, mint and chamomile. That did sound rather plesant. "Thanks." Taking the steeper she placed it in her mug and let it set for the time being. Making sure to keep an eye on it though. As she didn't want it too strong or too aromatic.
She moved to set her mug on the floor, then spoke again. "No, its fine. Lets compare the notes now." Winry felt like her heart beating a little more faster, though she did her best to control it. It was nice. Sitting like this, next to him. Had he caught her blush earlier. Winry had thought his gaze had lingered briefly before.
Mm, no she needed to focus. "Alright. So, the ones we can find here are as follows." She picked up her own notepad again, and began drawing some of the flora and fauna she had noticed while being here. Winry also explained about the ones she had found in the mountain, or was it canyon pass. Working in the automail shop, she had only been there a few times.
She also explained, circling the important points on the drawings. What were poisonous, what was rich in nutrients and the best parts to use. She also circled a few which were just weeds and not so useful so they could just avoid those. After she set down the pen and notepad to check her tea. Moving once more to pick up the mug. "Mm, oh wow that smells amazing! Maybe I could use a bit of honey. Also sorry. I hope I didn't lose you with all my explaining." Since it felt like she had been rambling too much.
True, it is not as if she is Azem and Azem is her exactly, but her legacy is a mantle that Cataleya cannot cast aside. The traveler's spirit has always been a part of her and it shall carry her forward for the rest of her life...
"And you'll be among the first to know about what I learn, don't you worry," says Cataleya. "After all, you helped set me down this path."
Their first meeting in Seasong Grotto, and the events that led to her joining the Scions of the Seventh Dawn, is a moment she remembers fondly. Y'shtola's recitation of the Sailors' Requiem has stuck with her.
I am the waves that bear, I am the winds that guide. I am the evening stars, I am the morning sky. I am born of the sea, and there shall I die.
As flattering as that compliment was. Y'shtola couldn't take all the credit for helping the hero or Eorzea down this path. There had been plenty others who helped paved this path for her. The Scions, were just but one group. Though she was grateful none the less for her words.
"You must remember I am just one of many. If not for the efforts of friends you have met and made along the way. It would not have been possible to be at this point either." Their champion, has touched so many hearts. Just seeing how far she has come has made Y'shtola very proud.
And beyond this path that waits to be walked. She was certain that there was going to be new friends, new bonds they will make. "Each bond you have made is special. As are the friends too."
"I'll take care of myself," he assured. "But I thank you for your vote of confidence and your assistance."
Truthfully, Dan Feng's presence alone had already vastly improved Jing Yuan's mental state. A chance he never thought he'd get was allowed to him: to be forgiven for being unable to free or at least gain leniency for his dear friend and his successor. It had pulled loose a deep hook in his psyche.
"If you do, I can't imagine it would cause another Dan Heng to be created. Not only from circumstances being different, of course, but I think it would be highly unlikely for the exact same reincarnation to manifest twice."
Of course, nothing quite like this had ever happened in Vidyadara history, but still.
No, of course not. He would not reincarnate into another Dan Heng. That would be ridiculous, and not something that has ever been heard on in the history of his people. Hence why he was one curious to know if would be possible to reincarnate again. Or, two if he would simply just fade away.
He didn't want the second option to even be something that would come to pass. "When and if that time comes. I guess we'll just have to see, after all. I am in no rush to reincarnate again at the moment."
Dan Feng just got this second chance to live. Although under the strangest of circumstances, but he was going to live this life right this time and not be so foolish or reckless. "Just saying. Perhaps if I do reincarnate, i'll be a even more handsome and good looking Vidyadara."
A small smile spread over his lips, and he nodded. Just a slight inclination of his head as he remained unsure about what would happen, but he was beginning to understand why Russell had wanted to come so far to see her again. Winry seemed like someone they could trust, like she really understood what she was getting involved in and wasn't afraid to stick to her conviction even when things got tough.
He paused for a moment, gaze becoming more uncertain as if he wasn't sure if he was revealing too much. "I just want to see him smiling again, too. He does sometimes, but I don't know if he just feels like he has to. I'm worried he's going to do something reckless just because he thinks it'll help me." He bit his lower lip, anxiety creeping back into his eyes. "Did you stop him from doing something that could get him into trouble? I know he's trying hard, but-"
A knock at the door interrupted him, and Fletcher turned quickly toward his brother's voice. "Fletcher, it's me. Can you open the door? I've got my hands full."
Fletcher glanced quickly at Winry then climbed off the bed to open the room's door.
Russell's elbow was still raised from using it to knock, balancing two steaming mugs in one hand and a third in the other. "Thanks." He set one mug on the bedside table and brought the second one over to Winry. "Careful, it's still hot. What kind of tea do you want?"
Fletcher was already digging out a bad of mint leaves and dropping a few into his mug.
Had she stopped him, well no not really. Okay yes. Winry had prevented him from getting in trouble if Russell had chosen to just try to barge into that place where important books are kept. As she was about to answer Fletcher, she watched him get off the bed and go to open the room door.
Her eyes settled on Russell as he brought over a mug with steaming hot water. She was careful when she took it and thought for a moment. What kind, of tea did she want. Well if she was going to start right away on this, Winry would want a tea that would keep her both relaxed and alert the best she could.
"Something that can be both soothing, and help me to just keep relaxed. So. Why not help me pick a tea for something like that, o-only if you want that is." Winry could feel her cheeks flush a light hue of pink, as she quickly turned her face to the side.
“Only if you dare.”
He swung open the door on his side, cold air trying to thrash it around and rushing inside the limousine.
But before it could close, his shoe braced at the kick panel, near the hinges. His leg locked in place. Keeping it wide open. Slowly, he extended his arm outward, the keys still pinched in his fingers but rattling in the wind now.
“Well? Let’s see how steady your hand is when you aren't even certain of yourself...”
Where were they? Feeling the cold air rush into the limousine instantly made her wrap her arms around herself. Had it been this cold when she had left that restaurant. Guess she hadn't really been paying attention, especially since her mood had been ruined. So now the chill of the air finally hit.
Ishizu narrowed her gaze at him, though her arms slowly lowered and she moved across the seat. "You're asking how steady my hand is? I assure you. My hands are fine." Unless, was he testing her.
Well whatever this was, she needed to get those keys back. So as soon as she was close enough, Ishizu reached her hand out to take hold of his arm.
"You're very cute when you get all pink like that, Raha," she chuckles behind her hand. Not the first time she's given gentle tease, nor will it be the last. Not when she really does find those expressions he makes so adorable.
There's a happy wiggle to her ears when he responds positively and she bounces up on her heels. "Oh wonderful! I'll certainly be looking forward to it whenever we've the free time to spare. If you'd like I could just let you know when I'm teaching the boys or we could do something just the two of us." Not like she would judge him if he made a mistake, anyway. Even she still made them from time to time. Savior of Eorzea - still prone to falling flat on her face metaphorically.
His next question has her ears perking up slightly, however. "Oh! That's right, you haven't gotten the chance to meet him yet. How to describe him without it being worrisome... he's Kitty's voidsent companion, but he's more akin to Zero than what you'd imagine when I say 'voidsent.'"
Cute. Cute, he has been addressed by many names. Cute. Was a first for him, and it only wanted to make him blush even more. However G'raha managed to regain his composure and just smiled.
He then nodded. "Sure. I certainly don't mind if I join when you are teaching the boys or, do something just the two of us." Honestly, it mattered not to G'raha. As he was just excited that he was going to get this chance to actually learn to cook. Sandwiches were nice, as snack or something light. But actual meals, it was something he had really wanted to try himself.
What, voidsent companion. Hearing the further explanation. He nodded. "Interesting, so can take a human form like Zero. I'd like to meet them if possible." From what he knows, and has heard. Zero has been faring well lately.
It never stopped being an overwhelming sight. Students of all ages came to the House of Daena. Whether it's for a study session or to borrow one of the many books in the library, there were always people around. Even at the dead of night. It also gave Kaveh hope, seeing so many brilliant minds working together to make the place better.
“I'm telling you dude, with this idea I'm going to be a millionaire! Haha!”
…Well… some more than others…
It doesn't deter him!! He still has faith in the next generation. The architect just has to ignore the ones who were in it for the money.
“Snore…mimimimi…”
Or the ones who were dreaming away their research material.
“It's like I can judge them.” Kaveh reminded himself. He worked himself to the bone just to prove his worth. It did get him some scolding in his later academic life. But it was for the betterment of Sumeru.
“Ah!” Like an oasis in the desert, Hat Guy stood out. As per the name suggested, his hat was well… very prominent! It was large for anyone really! And in a lovely shade of blue with Sumerian inspired shapes as its design. Whoever designed it for him did a wonderful job. Honestly he could wax poetically over the hat purely on aesthetics but he was there for a reason.
What that reason was.. still up to the gods.
“Hat Guy! Hey!” Kaveh greeted with a bright smile on his face. It was genuine, even if he didn't know the other. A meeting was potential. Whether it was a business potential or a chance to make a new connection. “Nahida asked me to come and see you. I hope you weren't waiting too long.” A weak, nervous laugh is made as he scratches the back of his head sheepishly.
Oh, there it was. That all familiar feeling of someone just shoutout his name. Or rather. The name that was given to him and he did not approve of. Opening one eye he tilted his hat up to look at the person that had addressed him.
So, this was the guy that Nahida sent to come and see him. A irritated sigh escaped past his lips as he then lightly shrugged. "Whatever. Not like i've waited a long time for people in the past, so why not be kept waiting for the person I was sent to meet."
He was of course being sarcastic. "Were you expecting me to jump up, act excited and ecstatic to meet you. Sorry, if I disappointed you." Though, he did finally shift his body to a sitting position in the chair, before eventually standing up.
"So, what exactly did she send you here for? Nahida didn't really tell me a long story."
Also will work on more drafts on the weekend, it has just been hot as hell here lately. We are supposed to get rain on the weekend.