08-22-2018, 10:19 PM
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BASTILLEPRISONER AURELIUS
BY THE GRACE OF THE FIRE AND THE FLAMES
Of course, Bastille knew vaguely of Sunhaven and their important details, given that they were allies and he had done his due diligence by asking Jeri about them before accepting said alliance, but he really didn't know much in terms of specifics. He knew sort of where they were located, but this visitor's note on their exact location was useful as he arrived, offering a nod in greeting. He offered a sideways grin at Zjarr's comment and added, [b]"Yeah? Maybe some of us will go visit sometime. Might as well actually see our ally's home. You're free to check out the Observatory if you want, ya'know."
A pause as he then regarded this femme in full, seeming to remember — belatedly — his manners. Bastille didn't really hold onto much of them (he was sure his late mother would be scandalized in how her teachings failed him), but sometimes he seemed to recall he was supposed to, you know, offer his name. He might leave out his full name and title every time, but whatever. Not essential information. [b]"I'm Bast, by the way. Nice to meet you."
A pause as he then regarded this femme in full, seeming to remember — belatedly — his manners. Bastille didn't really hold onto much of them (he was sure his late mother would be scandalized in how her teachings failed him), but sometimes he seemed to recall he was supposed to, you know, offer his name. He might leave out his full name and title every time, but whatever. Not essential information. [b]"I'm Bast, by the way. Nice to meet you."
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Honey, you're familiar, like my mirror years ago, Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword, Innocence died screaming; honey, ask me, I should know, I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door. [b][sup]▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃[/sup][/b]