Nov 19, 2014
milesatrix
As time flew by, more and more of his comrades began to emerge. A peculiar phenomena, perhaps, considering the Shepherds had achieved their goals. Coincidental? Not by a long shot. Still, in his current state, Gaius didn't want to see anyone he knew. His nearly unshaven face, scruffy hair, and perplexing body odor was reminiscent of a bum. Unfortunately, fate seemed to be conspiring against him, as he found himself stunned by the presence of Frederick--a knight known for his tidiness, whether for the Exalt or himself.
A lone word escapes beneath his breath.
“ Dammit. ”