Eric!
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Eric!
Corin:Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Hot | Sexy | LORD MERCYEzra:Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Hot | Sexy | LORD MERCY((Would avoid this kid when possible))
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there is a lot of artses but Juni takes the cake.
Two fools
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The fool peeked around the corner, grinned, and then pulled back to whisper conspiratorily (and loudly) with his scepter. The little, colorful bauble jingled loudly as he bobbed it up and down to simulate nodding, and then on the count of three, the boy sprung out into the path of Sir William Ritter, the bells on his hat and shoes creating a spattering of ringling, jingling sounds. He'd intercepted the man between the training grounds and the bath house, and when he'd rolled up and out of his fall, his one hand was pinching his nose closed dramatically.
"Sir William Ritter! You smell rather bitter~" He sang jovially, shaking his scepter at the captain of the knights.
William was walking down the hall to the bath house carrying his towel and soap he had to borrow from Marcus, that boy always had an abundance supply of the stuff, not that William ever complained.
He was for once thinking about what will happen later that day, as in, what they were having for dinner that he was taken by surprise by the little court jester who was pinching his nose rather tightly, he didn't try to pull him off though.
"Eylo Meega..." The man spoke best he could with a squeaky voice due to the pinching of his nose. "Due yue mined?" He glanced down at his nose as Mica kept pinching it.