04-29-2018, 10:51 PM
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"Have I mentioned how deranged I think you are recently?" Bastille drawled idly as he suddenly appeared beside Rad, giving her one of those Rad-reserved looks (some disdain, some amusement, some judgment). He eyed the hole with a critical stare, determined that Suite was not injured, and then rolled his eyes. "You're a plague on this society, I hope you know," he added, before he nodded towards his mentor, ignoring Rad's complaints. "Hey, at least it's good practice with your elemental. Might as well try."
"Have I mentioned how deranged I think you are recently?" Bastille drawled idly as he suddenly appeared beside Rad, giving her one of those Rad-reserved looks (some disdain, some amusement, some judgment). He eyed the hole with a critical stare, determined that Suite was not injured, and then rolled his eyes. "You're a plague on this society, I hope you know," he added, before he nodded towards his mentor, ignoring Rad's complaints. "Hey, at least it's good practice with your elemental. Might as well try."
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]