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valoirshello dear zephirin you have to kiss the cutest person here thanks ( *¯ ³¯*)♡
[Okay who around here isn't either a sad twink or likely to kill her.
Mind you, punching anyone who's not armed and/or asking for it is a bit off-color, but refusing a good solid dare is for WEENIES and Rosalind motherfucking Pytte is MOST ASSUREDLY NOT A WEENIE. An Ishgardian nose is hardly a sacrifice at all to uphold a pugilist's reputation and integrity and what all.]
Look alive!
[Is literally all the warning he's getting before a Highlander lady just fucking decks him.]
Mind you, punching anyone who's not armed and/or asking for it is a bit off-color, but refusing a good solid dare is for WEENIES and Rosalind motherfucking Pytte is MOST ASSUREDLY NOT A WEENIE. An Ishgardian nose is hardly a sacrifice at all to uphold a pugilist's reputation and integrity and what all.]
Look alive!
[Is literally all the warning he's getting before a Highlander lady just fucking decks him.]
[ There are some who might deem Ser Janlenoux cute, and perhaps he would willingly cooperate... Unfortunately, it would be inaccurate to describe Ser Janlenoux as the cutest person here. ]
[ Ser Adelphel, though widely considered fair of face, lacks the qualities one would ascribe to the cutest person here. Zephirin must needs look elsewhere. ]
[ At last, someone like to meet the requirements of the dare issued, and so Zephirin steps forward, beginning his task with a courteous dip of his head. ]
A moment of your time, if I may.
A moment of your time, if I may.
wearing a gold saucer bunny suit, approach someone for a normal conversation
options:
1. cook something and convince someone to eat it
2. let someone other than yourself have complete and total victory
1. cook something and convince someone to eat it
2. let someone other than yourself have complete and total victory
[young lord francel seems somehow appalled to see a knight of the heavens' ward bowing his head to him, and makes a somewhat panicked gesture with his hands...]
A-Ah... yes? Might I be of any assistance, Ser Zephirin?
A-Ah... yes? Might I be of any assistance, Ser Zephirin?
What—
[ And down Emmanellain goes, and down he stays, wincing even if it's going to earn him the title of weeniest weenie.
This feels painfully familiar, emphasis on painful. What is it with people wanting to punch him, what has he done to deserve it?!
Besides... certain things, poor choices here and there, merely opening his mouth to speak... ]
Was that truly necessary?!
[ And down Emmanellain goes, and down he stays, wincing even if it's going to earn him the title of weeniest weenie.
This feels painfully familiar, emphasis on painful. What is it with people wanting to punch him, what has he done to deserve it?!
Besides... certain things, poor choices here and there, merely opening his mouth to speak... ]
Was that truly necessary?!
[ The Very Reverend Archimandrite of the Heavens' Ward, on the other hand, wears a faintly pleased look — though it could be a trick of the light as he lifts his gaze, creating the illusion of a smile. ]
Your cooperation is appreciated. You may refuse if you wish, but should you consent, I would kiss you somewhere of your choosing, such as your hand.
[ That disembodied voice has spoken, Francel, as persuasive as His Eminence. ]
Your cooperation is appreciated. You may refuse if you wish, but should you consent, I would kiss you somewhere of your choosing, such as your hand.
[ That disembodied voice has spoken, Francel, as persuasive as His Eminence. ]
[ lumpy, loyal friends probably find them cute...
shields are instant nope, sry ]
shields are instant nope, sry ]
[that disembodied voice is cursing itself for not being more specific about the location right about now, but francel, at least, looks just the tiniest bit too excited about this new development in his life...]
Hah? Er — certainly! [wait. that's too enthusiastic. tone it down, francel.] That is to say, yes — I consent — but, ah...
...Why me?
Hah? Er — certainly! [wait. that's too enthusiastic. tone it down, francel.] That is to say, yes — I consent — but, ah...
...Why me?
[ Lord Francel's response only lends support to Zephirin's choice. Turning away slightly, Zephirin indicates their surroundings with a subtle flick of his fingers, and offers his explanation akin to extending invitations to prospective members of the archbishop's personal guard. ]
I shall speak plain. I came seeking "the cutest person here." I believe my search concluded.
I shall speak plain. I came seeking "the cutest person here." I believe my search concluded.
Paid for, is what it was.
[as she sniffs, and shakes out the fingers on her punching hand.]
Nothing personal meant, milord. Only a reputation matter.
[Have you ever heard a "milord" more apathetic to the sentiment behind the title in your life.
~adventurers~]
[as she sniffs, and shakes out the fingers on her punching hand.]
Nothing personal meant, milord. Only a reputation matter.
[Have you ever heard a "milord" more apathetic to the sentiment behind the title in your life.
~adventurers~]
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