#enferne

                   “ if only you weren’t immune to my poisons, it would’ve done the world a great favour had you grumbled to dust the second you opened your mouth.                          my hair is not a ‘decent mop’. ”

     THE COUNT OF MONTE Cristo. He had assumed that was only a story told to the masses as a means of showing the consequences of one's quest for vengeance; a cautionary tale to any who may find themselves wishing to spill blood in order to fill an empty place in their soul. Alas, what was a story and what was reality when it came to Heroic Spirits? Even the Gods themselves had been real at one time -- not that the small Caster cared about any of that. Gods, demons, fantasy, reality... To one who wrote stories and was constantly immersed in both of those latter things, he learned to not care. ❝They say you can learn a lot about someone from the kind of coffee they drink. You seem like the type to like it purely black.❞

Wow, Hakuno. Just wow. 

     It was then that the toast emerged from the top with a loud sound, such making Ramses jump as he quickly put distance between himself and the device in question. It was so instant that he had not even realized what he had done until color began to slowly paint his cheeks and embarrassment reared itself. ❝T-That is – Do not give me that look! I was just a bit surprised is all. Forget you saw any of that!❞

“That is even worse. Hopefully you do not stagnate in complacency, else the wolves will have your throat.”

❝ That would make the average even worse then it already is. Being benevolent becomes even more harmful then doing nothing. ❞

dantes: i could beat you in a fistfight ritsu, rolling up his sleeves, ignoring the fact that dantes is a servant and can throw fire: lets go then lets prove that

                  “ and it seems you haven’t emerged from your chambers ever since, was the nurse not preaching about the importance of fresh air ”