03-09-2020, 11:17 PM
[div style="margin: auto; text-align: right; padding-right: 14%; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; max-width: 600px; margin-top: 40px; font-family: georgia; color: #abbde2;"]I can't imagine how my life would be.
If all your gravity did not hit me
[div style="margin: auto; background-color: #040c23; max-width: 600px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; padding-right: 6%; padding-left: 6%;color: #abbde2;"] Aslisk's words made the man glance up. The wyren was not the first person he'd want in here, but Julian couldn't exactly kick her out. "What, am i not useful enough?" he joked. He began to sweep near Aslisk, only smiling when he got close to her feet. Julian almost wished she hadn't spoken her next sentance. She was right, he had missed the entire other side of the room. Even so, a snicker dripped from his lips. He kicked up the broom, dust and dirt flying across the room. The brooms bristles, soft from age, smacked Aslisk's shoulder.
He drew back the broom, pulling the chair towards him incase he needed to throw that too. Julian grabbed a Dogbane sapling in his other hand; the hand that held the broom. A small laugh fell from the mans mouth, Julian needed to loosen up every once in a while. Being the 'sternfaced hardass' all the time got old and he needed a change of pace. Not the he didnt enjoy the slow pace of which his life ran, it got tiresome. "I think i got it."