@rubiedhex { unprompted }
Alice joyfully sauntered up to Lohen carrying a large mace as it rested against her shoulder. With it's size and menacing design it would be more apt to actually call this large weapon a 'fuck off mace'.
"i come bearing a gift for you vice-commander~" She proclaimed jubilantly as she carefully adjusted the weapon fit for a demon king to put it's end face down as she carefully held the pommel. "Every time you swing this rough looking sweetheart it'll shout something most dreadful. By which I mean 'nothing personnel kid'. i tried correcting its phrasing to personal, but for some reason it'd start swearing in French instead. So... Try not to trigger that around my precious little Klee okay? I'd hate to have to take a gift back because my daughter learned to swear in a language she doesn't know yet."
He didn't realize previously that he had asked an angel for something that Alice was providing and out of embarrassment, he had neglected asking again. Why would he wish to admit that he mixed up Alice and Nicole? They were all witches as far as he was concerned, did it truly matter? It mattered enough to make him anxious…
He shoved that fear in the back of his head — Alice had no reason to know about the embarrassment. Why did he wish to come clean about it? He bit his lip and groaned, reaching up to press deeply into his temples before he could stop to realize he was being spoken to.
Don't forget you're being offered a big ‘fuck off mace’ be happy. That he was, pulling his hand away, a big smile grew on his face.
“ A mace that speaks french, huh? ” Lohen chuckled at how it was introduced.
“ What possibly made this glorious weapon? ” He needed to ask, reaching out to touch the pommel for himself and take a closer look at the handiwork. Then he paused, withdrawing his hand for a moment.
“ Thanks, Alice, for your gift. I genuinely do appreciate it. ”














