04-03-2020, 10:14 PM
[div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: times new roman;"]♡ — The next to trot up was none other than Aine, the fox girl that Roan had heard Trygve babbling on about on occasion. When she introduced herself, a grin spread across Roan's face, the little draconic apprentice being put slightly at ease, "Ah, it's nice to meet you too, Aine! My da is Seamus Ó Foaláin... I suppose that makes us related somehow, huh?" Much like with Gael, Roan had known that he had relatives in unusual places like the Pitt, but it was a much different experience meeting them in person. Despite this, Roan felt no ill will towards them for living in the Pitt. After all, if anything, that just proved there could be good people within the Pitt, right? This was only further confirmed by the approach of Piers, who put his foot down as well as welcoming in Silver, something that made Roan wholeheartedly return his smile. Perhaps this little temporary stay wouldn't be as frightening as he had made it out to be in his head – even if he didn't have much in the choice in the matter if it was.
Unfortunately, Roan's good mood was ruined slightly by Caesar speaking up again, the yellow asshole's words causing the boy to recoil. So this was the guy that had hurt Trygve? That just put him even lower than scum on Roan's list, and the boy had to wrap his wings around himself to keep from spitting, figuring that wouldn't make the best impression – even if it seemed most other Pittians didn't approve of Caesar either. Thankfully, the next person to arrive seemed a bit more reasonable, and friendly. Or at least more casual, which was something that Roan could appreciate considering his mama's casual, relaxed nature. Nodding his head firmly, Roan spoke confidently, "Don't worry. I promise that I would never say anything awful like that. You're all being very nice in letting me stay here even just now, so..." Well, minus Caesar, but that seemed obvious.
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Unfortunately, Roan's good mood was ruined slightly by Caesar speaking up again, the yellow asshole's words causing the boy to recoil. So this was the guy that had hurt Trygve? That just put him even lower than scum on Roan's list, and the boy had to wrap his wings around himself to keep from spitting, figuring that wouldn't make the best impression – even if it seemed most other Pittians didn't approve of Caesar either. Thankfully, the next person to arrive seemed a bit more reasonable, and friendly. Or at least more casual, which was something that Roan could appreciate considering his mama's casual, relaxed nature. Nodding his head firmly, Roan spoke confidently, "Don't worry. I promise that I would never say anything awful like that. You're all being very nice in letting me stay here even just now, so..." Well, minus Caesar, but that seemed obvious.
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