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[resurgenceparagon]

Ey up, I’m here, fellas.  I haven’t been, and that’s a problem.  I received a few things to reply to while I was out and about.  They’re probably queued by the time this posts (since this is also a queued post, eyo)

Break the heart in the lower right corner for that fine Garlean sass, direct from me to you.

[maleficsirius]

❝ I don’t really know what the plan was there. ❞ [polyglxt]

PEACECRAFT SENTENCE STARTERS.

You look down on the mangled body on the ground, soaking in blood from within its own shredded skin; your expression is arrogant, with a touch of vague surprise at such an unexpected development.  You cannot be bothered to even bow your head to observe, instead eyeing the spot where once stood a man with an unconcerned, upturned nose.  Aether still foams thick in your palms, and you allow it to dissipate with a twitch of the face akin to a shrug.  You could have– and would have– easily defended yourself, but Aruktai had been faster.  Yet another notch on the stick of his accomplishments.  Ere long, he is like to run out of stick.

“Well.  Some truly have no sense about them,” you sigh in haughty dismissal, closing your tome with finality and strapping it back to your hip where it belongs.  “The plan, not that it is of any consequence to dwell upon now, was to have this one introduce me to his master.  And then he had to attack me…”  You sigh and shake your head with dramatic flair, brushing hair from your face and smiling wickedly in Aruk’s direction.  “I don’t believe I seem that threatening, do you?”

[maleficsirius]

❝ I’ll do a hit! ❞ - ninicoye

PEACECRAFT SENTENCE STARTERS.

“Is that so?”  Your eyes flicker with amusement.  Your small companion has been nothing if not full of surprises.  You daresay you even enjoy his company– which should be obvious, but you’ve never been particularly in-touch with your emotional cues.  

Regardless, you laugh lightly before smoothing out your coat.  “Well, I won’t say it’s a terrible idea.  Let’s see it then, Nini.”

@ninicoye

[resurgenceparagon]

“I probably shouldn’t be so mean.”

halsey ‘badlands’ starter sentences

Well, this is surprising.  You can only take those words as an apology, as if one were needed or even expected.  She greatly amuses you; for one so small, she has more spirit than any-- and dare you say, all-- of the self-entitled would-bes of Garlemald.  She deserves credit for that much, at least.  You figure you owe her that much.

You make a wide gesture that can be best described as a halfhearted shrug.  “By all means, speak your mind.  Progress is not spearheaded by the meek, and let’s not forget, you’ve earned the right to grouse.”  Ironic glee laces your voice like noxious toxin; you wonder how deeply she drinks of it.  “One could fail to be surprised if common men lined up to pay to bear witness to your contempt.”

[resurgenceparagon]

"Nero. . . I wanted to thank you for you help with Omega. I honestly don't know what we would have done if you hadn't shown up." [ yo o/ ]

What sincerity!  You’re almost embarrassed, though you can’t be sure if it’s because you’re the target of such raw openness, or simply because she’s creating such a scene.  Either way, you swallow your shudder, kill the look before you can even pull it.  No, no-- you change your mind.  You’re definitely embarrassed.  And now, you’re prey with nowhere to hide, more aware of the blood sloshing through your veins than you have been in weeks (days?), and without the slightest clue of what to say.  ‘You’re welcome?’  ‘Don’t mention it?’

Hm.

“It goes without saying, I trust, that you would have found your plans severely debilitated, perhaps even foiled without me. That was why I offered my services to begin with.”  Ah, of course.  A classic.  Yet even you know that some things don’t need to be changed.  “Mostly, anyhow.”