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BASTILLEPRISONER AURELIUS
BY THE GRACE OF THE FIRE AND THE FLAMES
Bastille glanced over his shoulder at Margy as she arrived, offering her a half-smile in greeting before his attention was back on their newcomer. [b]"Never heard of him, boo," he provided with a shrug, the name Vindicate lost on him. They did have a lot of newcomers come and go, but he at least typically got their name, and he had yet to forget one. Unless he was going under an alias, Vindicate had never turned up here. "Sorry. Have you tried the other groups? Three of them are pretty damn close by, might be over there."
His attention slid to Oni as his Fireball appeared, and if he was looking for validation, he received it; he nudged him lightly with his shoulder, minding that he didn't knock the younger boy over with his injuries, and gave him another of those sideway grins. He was trying, at least, which was really all you could ask for, in Bast's books. And this stranger was alright by him, given that she seemed to soften towards Oni, too.
The sudden warmth of the bond and Hazel's presence at his other side was vaguely expected and not, too. Yes, she was often there with him when it came to greeting newcomers, and more often than not he found her by his side or vice versa. It still surprised him a little bit every time, though, and so did the slight nerves radiating off of her. Bast leaned a little in her direction, not quiet touching, and glanced at her before he was turning his attention back towards Vend.
"Yeah, you're free to stick around," he said, vaguely amused that she felt the need to "pull her weight". He supposed that was important to most groups, but Bast personally didn't really care. They were a home for anyone who needed it, even if they decided to be a hermit in said home and hide from all responsibility or social interaction. "Don't worry 'bout it. We're not gonna throw you out if you skip a weekly task or two," he teased, idly, and added, "Wanna tour? If not, we can just show you a room and you can explore."
His attention slid to Oni as his Fireball appeared, and if he was looking for validation, he received it; he nudged him lightly with his shoulder, minding that he didn't knock the younger boy over with his injuries, and gave him another of those sideway grins. He was trying, at least, which was really all you could ask for, in Bast's books. And this stranger was alright by him, given that she seemed to soften towards Oni, too.
The sudden warmth of the bond and Hazel's presence at his other side was vaguely expected and not, too. Yes, she was often there with him when it came to greeting newcomers, and more often than not he found her by his side or vice versa. It still surprised him a little bit every time, though, and so did the slight nerves radiating off of her. Bast leaned a little in her direction, not quiet touching, and glanced at her before he was turning his attention back towards Vend.
"Yeah, you're free to stick around," he said, vaguely amused that she felt the need to "pull her weight". He supposed that was important to most groups, but Bast personally didn't really care. They were a home for anyone who needed it, even if they decided to be a hermit in said home and hide from all responsibility or social interaction. "Don't worry 'bout it. We're not gonna throw you out if you skip a weekly task or two," he teased, idly, and added, "Wanna tour? If not, we can just show you a room and you can explore."
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