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[Nezumi had been mallynapped and that was kind of a dent to his pride. It was better left unknown what happened for his own sake and he'd come back a week ago, pretty banged up. But thanks to his pride, he'd hidden off somewhere. It wasn't anything life-threatening so he really hadn't needed anybody.
But now he's back and he needs to keep busy. He figures he'll read and now he's curious. Talking to people is a pain, but...]
Lucetians, a moment of your time. [He sounds pleasant for once. You catch more flies with honey and all.] What are your classics? By this question, I mean in literature. [Maybe this is too hard a question for some of the people here. Sorry, Luceti, he isn't very impressed with half of you.] Or just tell me a good novel from your world.
Action | Locked to Sion
[Hey honey, I'm home. And he's going to act like he didn't disappear and just make his way to his room. Not saying a single word. He looks fine anyway.]
But now he's back and he needs to keep busy. He figures he'll read and now he's curious. Talking to people is a pain, but...]
Lucetians, a moment of your time. [He sounds pleasant for once. You catch more flies with honey and all.] What are your classics? By this question, I mean in literature. [Maybe this is too hard a question for some of the people here. Sorry, Luceti, he isn't very impressed with half of you.] Or just tell me a good novel from your world.
Action | Locked to Sion
[Hey honey, I'm home. And he's going to act like he didn't disappear and just make his way to his room. Not saying a single word. He looks fine anyway.]
[Action] 3/god Nezumi look what you did to him
He's really back? He isn't seeing this right? He better not be fucking seeing anything.
His legs move on his own and he gets up from his seat, rushing over to his best friend, grabbing him by the arms to hold him still. No way you're going in your room mister. Sion tries to speak but when his mouth open, nothing comes out. His mind's gone blank.]