[ That was helping. It's not her fault you blocked her out, is it? (She's full of shit.) ]
Where else am I to go? I'm on a short leash, as you might recall. I'm no Myste, to steal aether and run off to parts unknown.
You're getting groceries for yourself, aren't you? Simple enough. It's not as if we're back then.
[ Back then, when we/you were sick to death of everything. Back then, when we/you'd gone from hero to traitor.
She gets up, picking up her claymore and sheathing it easily onto her back. Strange, too, is that when her feet hit the ground, there's the mark of disturbance, and a slight puff of dust. ]
Worry not. I'll behave myself. Unless someone tries to entice you into pointless busywork...then no promises. [ Another sharp glint of amusement, in eyes and voice. ]
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Date: 2025-07-25 01:34 pm (UTC)Where else am I to go? I'm on a short leash, as you might recall. I'm no Myste, to steal aether and run off to parts unknown.
You're getting groceries for yourself, aren't you? Simple enough. It's not as if we're back then.
[ Back then, when we/you were sick to death of everything. Back then, when we/you'd gone from hero to traitor.
She gets up, picking up her claymore and sheathing it easily onto her back. Strange, too, is that when her feet hit the ground, there's the mark of disturbance, and a slight puff of dust. ]
Worry not. I'll behave myself. Unless someone tries to entice you into pointless busywork...then no promises. [ Another sharp glint of amusement, in eyes and voice. ]