#gilandoryulsvent

[broadswordandpistol]

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“My presence really ruined your evening that much? Suppose then you don’t actually want these chocolate amaretto truffles?“Gilland commented off handed as he held up the little chocolate shop bag.

“I said I was doing all right. I might be doing better than that now.” Alvin could occasionally be bribed with peace offerings of chocolate and coffee. “How about yourself?”

[driftingjazzbard]

@gilandor-yul-svent reblogged your post “"Well, well, long time no see."”

There were genuinely times he seemed more like her patron than a lover.  Knowing Gilland that didn’t matter to him...it was sometimes still a mystery to her what did matter to him.  He’d made it clear enough she did, but then there were times like this...his wife was the only reliable way of interpreting him.

She trotted after him.  “What is the package?”  Hopefully not for her, she’d made it clear how she felt about accepting expensive things from him, especially living in his home sometimes as she now did.

[broadswordandpistol]

"To your dismay perhaps, I haven't died. Some business has kept me away for an extended period, and for some reason the area I stayed in lacked any ability to use a GHS. Furthermore I feel my letters stopped sending."

“Haven’t seen a sylphjay from you in a year, no. So you’re alive, huh? Guess even the ocean couldn’t stomach you that long.”

“Do I wanna know what this “extended business” was, or will I regret asking?”

[ofstarsandskies]

@gilandor-yul-svent || Had to have both bros comment since Bisley was brought up lol

"I assure you, Mr. Svent, if we considered you worse than our father, you would've gotten three broken hearts without hesitation. Although I'm surprised Ludger rated you a broken hear now that I noticed..."

"S-Sorry Gilland, sir. I-I just... all the stories I've heard from you didn't say very pleasant things. I know it's not entirely fair to base someone on other people's opinions, but they ar-- were my friends... It'd feel wrong not to trust them."

[springfestitales]

|| Hello, I am joining the event as good ol' Gilland just to let y'all know~ ||

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[driftingjazzbard]

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“Oh no, no, it’s perfectly alright.”  She was already pulling her hand back from his head.  She was having fun now, it was a game and they both knew it.  She couldn’t resist teasing him.

“I don’t mind stopping, I just thought you enjoyed it.  If you don’t, I won’t do it.” Not entirely true, Erin loved and craved closeness and would have been rather unhappy if Giland flat out didn’t like it, but that wasn’t the point just now.

[driftingjazzbard]

“I’m letting you pat my head for your benefit, not mine.”

@gilandor-yul-svent

“Really.  I suppose I should just...stop then?  I wouldn’t want to impose.”

Even after all this time, he could be...reticent.  In very peculiar ways, but they were cute.  He was cute.  Strange thoughts for the man...especially from her, but here they were.

[driftingjazzbard]

❝ walkie-talkies? seriously? ❞

@gilandor-yul-svent

“You said you wanted a low-pressure way to meet my family.  This doesn’t even have a video function, so...low pressure.”

She couldn’t say she was any less nervous about this.  Not like her family didn’t know who this was, they’d all come over on the same boat, all...been in the same general situation, though they also had eventually left.  She’d told them, of course.  Nobody had been...thrilled about it.  Or suggested telling her dad.  But they did want to meet him.

The situation was ridiculous, she could freely admit that, but she was hoping the silliness would defuse some of the tension.  Or that Gilland would just come inside.