th'ancred nuhn (
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boxofkururu2017-05-31 11:06 pm
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[ Th'ancred had heard of the Make it Rain event, and had decided... well, he'd look cute in some of those clothes. And the bar there was good - and his daugher had gone, as well.
Perhaps he wanted to simply relax. The Scions were at rest - as far as they could be. They were preparing to see what the Source would bring - since it seemed to be a calm similar to periods of large activity.
But, for now, Th'ancred sat at the edge of the airship there, legs danging over. He could have teleported - he'd never been cursed by Flow - but he still wanted to feel the air against him. Sometimes he wondered if death was even a concept here. No, they'd be there soon, and he could gamble his heart away. (Maybe see if Alisaie would come home. She'd been set up there for days.) ]

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Huh… Well, it's good that one of us isn't so much.
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[he gives her an easy grin- startling just a little when she poofs back.]
You really like that a lot, don't you?
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I mean, with Minfilia learning arcane arts, maybe I'll be able to give her Carbuncles a ride?
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Arcanamia? [huh.] I don't see why not! I'd like to see that, in fact. [the most precious and fierce defenders!]
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[ she's joking. ] but then... Yeah. She wanted - what was it again? To be able to fight without appearing dangerous. Gods, you should see Urianger as a teacher. He's even hotter.
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[there's a definite grin at that, and he settles again.] It's a stance I can certainly see the merit in. [he props his chin up, grinning.] Is he now? I always suspected he'd bloom once he found his element, but I confess to wanting to see that for myself.