#lionaut

                               vexed   appellations   pour   past  SNEERED   BROWS ;  it  was   bad   enough   that   nerves   remained  AFLAME  ! ! !  ( rough   training   sessions   tend   to   take   a   certain   toll ,  mingled   in   with  SLEEPLESS   NIGHTS    was   practically   a   recipe   for   a  SNAPPY   WAR   MACHINE .  )

                 clipped   tone   softens ,  REELING   BACK   from   the  AUTO   IRE   PRESET  that’s   been   long   embedded   into   her   system  ; instead ,   lithe  digits  busy   themselves   with   assorting   strayed   locks ,   brows   quirking   all   the   while .

                                                                   ‘   that  wasn’t  english —- right  ?  ‘  

He’s heading back out towards his room now, having been working during the time reserved for the paladin’s rest. In truth sleep had eluded him and it was likely due to the anticipation wound tight in his chest, so he’d decided to put his energy towards something more useful.

It’s on this trek back that he runs into the blue paladin.

❝...Lance? What are you doing up?❞

[ MAKE ME CRY MAN || accepting ]

Y’ALL ARE SO SWEET TF

I LOVE ALL OF YOU GUYS THANK YOU?? I’M CRYING????????? ALL THESE STARS MAN I COULD BUILD A GALAXY

<3333 IT ALL GOES THE SAME WAY!!!

     he’d nearly thrown his bayard towards the sound of the other’s voice , whatever momentum of his building up to send him spinning to determine who’d interrupted his training , expecting anyone「 except 」the blue paladin to be acknowledging his presence .

                                           bluntly  does  the  red  lion  call  out  , cranium  idly  tilting  to  the  side .

                      ‘     hello  .  keith  told me  that  whichever  male  seemed  the  most  reckless would  be  lance —- is  that perchance  ,  you   ?   ‘

LET MAK SWOON. selective.