Little Leo

#gaiusforexalt2k19

Leo watched the ginger haired thief with suspicious red eyes. What was he up to now? He clenched his tome tightly in his hands, adjusting the reading glasses that adorned his pale face. He felt uneasy and where had everyone else gone? A snap of his fingers had a tremendous wrap around Gaius’ waist. “What in the world are you up to, you diabetic thief? He snapped as his eyes narrowed.

Bro, you went all out just to say you were gonna beat me up? Awww, I’m honored. Here’s a tip though, ya try too hard for my attention. *wink wonk*

This idiot has been awfully quiet. -pokes with stick- Are you alive or did you die of diabetes finally? Or perhaps you choked on a lollipop?

This idiot has been awfully quiet. -pokes with stick- Are you alive or did you die of diabetes finally? Or perhaps you choked on a lollipop?

This idiot has been awfully quiet. -pokes with stick- Are you alive or did you die of diabetes finally? Or perhaps you choked on a lollipop?

The primce of Nohr slowly opened the door to the Order’s library. The door begrudgingly sqeaked and moaned about being opened, shutting with a loud slam. He winced as he looked around before he headed ober to a shelfnof dark tomes. A pale finger slid across the spines of the old books as he carefully removed one from the shelf. He seemed to be alome im there. He nestled down into a corner chair and began 5o read, red eyes lazily grazing over the words.

Oh he hoped Leo wouldn’t shoo him away.

He picked up the time and gave Morgan what he could muster of a smile. “If you would kikenme to help you make some plans, I would be more than happy to.” He siad as he pulled Brynhilsr out of his bag, knowing he might want to look at it. “I’m sorry, but I don’t think I know you’re name…”

The tactician held his hand out to shake Leo’s. Was this how you greeted Nohrian nobility? Or was he supposed to bow? He felt himself shaking a bit anxiously. He hoped this wasn’t wrong.

He grabbed a blank piece of parchment. "We have to take in to consideration that Durtr seems to be unkillable. Or even able too be hurt." The prince said as he took a quill from the young tactician. "I've noticed he and his daughters are usually off to the left a bit." He drew a few small x's to symbolize this. "Before I continue, let's go over the othe plans you've made."

The primce of Nohr slowly opened the door to the Order’s library. The door begrudgingly sqeaked and moaned about being opened, shutting with a loud slam. He winced as he looked around before he headed ober to a shelfnof dark tomes. A pale finger slid across the spines of the old books as he carefully removed one from the shelf. He seemed to be alome im there. He nestled down into a corner chair and began 5o read, red eyes lazily grazing over the words.

Oh he hoped Leo wouldn’t shoo him away.

He picked up the time and gave Morgan what he could muster of a smile. "If you would kikenme to help you make some plans, I would be more than happy to." He siad as he pulled Brynhilsr out of his bag, knowing he might want to look at it. "I'm sorry, but I don't think I know you're name..."

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