A cheery voice approached Emerald Glaive as he was busy polishing his armor and gear. However, upon hearing the voice he froze. Hell, you could mistake him for a statue if you didn't pay super close attention.
"... Glaive-?"
"Sw-sword-! Hey- uhm- I-"
He quickly cleared his throat and stood, adjusting himself as quick as he possibly could and snapping into his typical demeanor.
"Emerald Sword. It is- wonderful to see you again. What brings you to Thieves Den?"
"Oh don't treat me like that-"
The sword laughed a bit, not hesitating to wrap her arm around the thieves denizen's shoulders and ruffle his hair. He protested, squirming to get out of her hold. Despite the struggle, he was grinning, playfully punching Emerald Sword.
"Ahh, you-! But no, really- Why are you here..?"
"For you- You kinda left us all high and dry you know..."
"I-"
Glaive stopped himself, looking away and frowning.
"I know. I'm sorry. I didn't wish to bring chaos to The Knights and our King- He already gets enough trouble, you know-? He doesn't deserve any more."
"What could you have possibly done that would be any worse than what we typically deal with, stupid?"
"The 'Church'."
There was a good amount of silence between the two before she let out a small 'oh'.
EMERALD SWORD IS NOT MY CHARACTER!!!!
She belongs to a friend of mine who doesn't have a tumblr, but is letting me plug their Ao3 instead!!!!
