(writer is 21+)
He then sniffs the vegetables before turning to the fruit. With less enthusiasm, he nibbles on some of the fruit and leaves the rest in Hakuno's palm.
He then sniffs the vegetables before turning to the fruit. With less enthusiasm, he nibbles on some of the fruit and leaves the rest in Hakuno's palm.
Not a particularly helpful answer, but he seems enthusiastic at least.
They paw at their device once more. "You. Mage?"
Not a particularly helpful answer, but he seems enthusiastic at least.
They paw at their device once more. "You. Mage?"
... And perhaps a copy of 𝘓𝘦 𝘔𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘦 𝘥'𝘈𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘶𝘳.
"Anything. New?"
... And perhaps a copy of 𝘓𝘦 𝘔𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘦 𝘥'𝘈𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘶𝘳.
"Anything. New?"
Of course, the two can never stop talking about eachother. If you only went off what that mage said, the King of Knights was nothing short of an angel.
It seems the feeling was not mutual, but that's to be expected.
Merlin was a terrible person, after all.
"His. King. Her. Vassal."
Of course, the two can never stop talking about eachother. If you only went off what that mage said, the King of Knights was nothing short of an angel.
It seems the feeling was not mutual, but that's to be expected.
Merlin was a terrible person, after all.
"His. King. Her. Vassal."
《 Fou fou? 》
"Who. You. Hear. From. About. Merlin?"
《 Fou fou? 》
"Who. You. Hear. From. About. Merlin?"
"Lawful. Neutral."
Even if he acts like a jester with no aim, strewn about by the the wind and whim, he holds himself to a pretty steady code.
It's disgusting, really. How closely he follows it.
"Lawful. Neutral."
Even if he acts like a jester with no aim, strewn about by the the wind and whim, he holds himself to a pretty steady code.
It's disgusting, really. How closely he follows it.
They press down, slowly, tediously, on their device to speak.
"Weird. Right?"
They press down, slowly, tediously, on their device to speak.
"Weird. Right?"