May 10, 2013
"There is no way I'd kiss you, Findor!"
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"There is no way I'd kiss you, Findor!"
I've been fine of course. You're still running amok I see.
"--Tch, that's all I've been doing. My subordinates scattered, and so far I've found every single one of you. Yet--His Majesty is no where to be seen. Also, you've been getting a lot of admirers--I see. Same old Findor--same old."
Avirama Redder. It's been a while, old friend.
The last time that he had heard that voice was when they were at the Winter War. It had been a long time, after all. He didn’t think that he’d get the chance to hear his comrade’s voice again.
With amber optics widened in surprise, soon they returned to their normal size as his head turned to where the voice was directing from. A brief smile flashed past his features, but it soon faded as his arms reached up to his masculine chest, folding before it.
“Findor—It is good to see you too. Been doing well, I hope?”