11-04-2018, 09:21 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; color;"]Just as unimpressed, the gold eyed snow leopard would arch a metaphorical brow as she arrived. Agathe stayed at Titan's side, silently observing this 'Lord Risus' individual in some attempt to understand why he demanded to be addressed in such a ridiculous way. Heir to the Ironbeak clan or Astral Seraph of the Ascendants, the cloaked girl knew that she was by no means required to oblige him by calling him such. In fact, she had no intention to. Instead, Agathe just laughed, the sound not at all warm or welcoming- a cold edge on a hard surface.
"It is, in fact, not 'Lord Risus' to her. She can call you whatever the hell she pleases," Agathe finally extended, her words, so casual in nature, delivered with her unmistakable bite. The seraph would glance at her partner, silently relishing in their shared feelings towards this situation. It certainly was bizarre, witnessing a stranger waltz up to their borders and make such interesting demands and all. If this was any indication of how leading would go, Agathe realized - with a sudden start - that she would need to undergo a plethora more of mental preparation.
Rolling her shoulders, the snow leopard would resist the urge to chuckle again. It had occurred to Agathe that this individual was being one hundred percent serious and, as humorous as that was, required professionalism. To some degree, at least. "And where did you come from? You're permitted to join and all, we're just... Curious." Ivory teeth would flash in something that resembled a detached smile. Weeks of being in the Ascendants had failed to yield such an emotional response and yet, here, in front of this joiner, she was more emotive than she had ever been.
"It is, in fact, not 'Lord Risus' to her. She can call you whatever the hell she pleases," Agathe finally extended, her words, so casual in nature, delivered with her unmistakable bite. The seraph would glance at her partner, silently relishing in their shared feelings towards this situation. It certainly was bizarre, witnessing a stranger waltz up to their borders and make such interesting demands and all. If this was any indication of how leading would go, Agathe realized - with a sudden start - that she would need to undergo a plethora more of mental preparation.
Rolling her shoulders, the snow leopard would resist the urge to chuckle again. It had occurred to Agathe that this individual was being one hundred percent serious and, as humorous as that was, required professionalism. To some degree, at least. "And where did you come from? You're permitted to join and all, we're just... Curious." Ivory teeth would flash in something that resembled a detached smile. Weeks of being in the Ascendants had failed to yield such an emotional response and yet, here, in front of this joiner, she was more emotive than she had ever been.
[font=arial][color=#510205][size=16pt]WATCH IT [i]GROW[/i], CHILD OF WAR
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