COURTESY CALL // private, Killian

[VIGENERE CIPHER.]

Vigenere had to say, the little training session he had with Killian was invigorating. The guy had something going for him, that’s for sure. Vigenere couldn’t recall ever meeting him in battle at his home - although perhaps that was a good thing. Vigenere was sure Killian would not hesitate to rip his neck open if it were a real war.

”Yo, Killian!” Vigenere called as he made his way towards the center of camp. Hopefully the canine would be around, or somebody could send a message to him. ”You want to go on patrol, or something?” Maybe he could find something to bond with husband fellow groupmatw; they’ve certainly seemed to have something in common. Maybe they could have a relationship built on respect. That’s how Vigenere did things in the first place.

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[▷killian◁]

The demon's ears perked up and he looked to Vigenere, quickly dropping the stick that had been in his mouth. The little dude wanted to go on a patrol? Killian couldn't remember the last time he'd gone on an actual patrol, but maybe it'd be fun? Definitely more fun than going through the territory on his own, anyways, and especially more fun than sitting and chewing on a stick for hours. He stood from his spot and trotted over, tail beginning to lazily wag behind him.

"Yeah, sure, let's go on a patrol, little man. Better hope we don't run into something that tries to attack us though, we don't want a repeat of that training session." It was obvious in his tone that he was just teasing; Killian wasn't one to judge because of something like that, unless the person was so weak they didn't fight or lost within seconds. He padded past Vigenere, expecting the feline to follow as he went along.

"Although, speaking of the training session, you usually fight like that? You weren't too bad."

"SPEECH"

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[VIGENERE CIPHER.]