#bonafidebittersweet

( Emoji challenge! Selectively accepting, I have a backlog.)

@outlawandoutlandish

“So we might get called into battle at any time, because those other guys are opening gates here and trying to invade? Okay ... I don’t really get it, but I got it.  Thanks, Kiran.” Lloyd offered the summoner a cheerful handshake. “I’ll go meet people around the encampment, all right?”

It was so much to take in all at once — that he’d been called away from Syl — Aselia — to help fight a war for this other place named Askr, because another country kept trying to invade and destroy it. Lloyd had felt a little awkward being called ‘a great hero’ by people who he’d never met and weren’t even from his own world, as far as he could tell, but he reasoned to himself that all these other people in the encampment must be seasoned fighters. He certainly was not the first person summoned here, by any stretch of the imagination.

He passed from tent to tent, saying hello and introducing himself. Most of the others seemed friendly, although no one seemed familiar in the slightest, nor had any of them the faintest inkling about Sylvarant or Tethe’alla, though most were generally willing to swap stories about their own worlds.

There came a crunch in the distance of battle-weary feet. Kiran had said their most recent battle had ended and the squad should be returning soon. Lloyd decided to meet them and see if there was anything he could do to help, and broke into a quick trot to head that direction.

That quick trot turned into a lightning-fast sprint as he registered a familiar brown trenchcoat, the first familiar thing he’d seen since he’d arrived.

  “Coffee run! Who wants what?”

“Dirty chai; two shots of espresso, spicy, not sweet.”

Rokurou looks at you VERY EXPECTANTLY

“From what you’re describing, you can barely fit two people on your little contraption. At least airships have legroom.”

“I can only tell you what I see,” Richard spoke. He perhaps had little esteem for himself but in his friends he saw the world as it should be, people of strength and hope- that moved ceaselessly towards a brighter future. 

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you made me read that golf pun with both of my eyes