#laedio

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@laedio ♥’d for a one word starter

    “ bonsoir! ”

[ensxgn-a]

@laedio || from here!!

          Muiri’s face contorts into a mix of concern and what could be a slight anger at this person for pushing themselves so hard with this whole...blood bullet thing. “Ikhrett... you are not pushing yourself too hard? Blood loss is... very unpleasant way to die.” he murmurs. However, his tone and expression change once the exorcist asks about anything to eat. “Oye, eme rakkt. ...One minute.” he chirps, shaking his head in confusion when he had to translate. With that, the Ag scampered off, towards the back of the infirmary.

          It wasn’t long before he returned with two granola bars and some orange slices on a plate, and a glass of what could only be apple juice. With a grin, Muiri offered them the plate and glass, nodding towards Marce’s arm. “Muiri keeps a lot of good snacks. These will help.” 

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@laedio ♥’d for a starter

    he can feel the other’s eyes on him, but lucian tries to not let that bother him for the moment. but once the stare lingers for longer than a few moments, lucian shoves the doughnut in his mouth and looks over at them, trying to give a winning smile. he isn’t sure what they were looking at, considering that people usually looked at his scar or his snowy hair.

    “ would you like a doughnut? ”

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@laedio || from here!!

          “Parasitic is the one that is part of the body, yes?” he asks. “How does an innocent thing work in spinal cord, without a spinal device?” With that, he gestures to his own back to draw attention the the metal device protruding from his spine. “Is it difficult?” He’s probably asking too many questions, but he doesn’t entirely care. He’s curious. “Muiri can also help you shoot, too. Improve aim with firearm.” he chirps.