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exsiliumlogs2013-05-08 07:37 am
dawningsun) wrote in exsiliumlogs2013-05-08 07:37 am
Though we know for sure
Date & Time: May 7th, After the housing restructure
Location: Casa de Elfs, Unit 606
Characters: Belthazar, Adrasteius, and Kirian
Summary: Kirian meets his roomies.
Warnings: Probably none, will update as needed.
[He had very few possessions, but this was hardly anything new. Despite the social norms of Silvermoon, he lived a relatively simple life. Even in Dalaran, his home had been modest, and he had almost just enough money to get by. He was content with that- what he wanted most could not be bought with gold or silver: freedom.
He was, however, unaccustomed to living with others. Even his time with Raziel wasn't exactly them living together, though he would stay for a few days, there was always the comfort of his own solitude to return to.
This was certainly going to be trying.
He carried Soot in his right arm, his cane in his left hand, and found his way to the new...he could hardly call it a home. Of course, he had been placed on a high floor, but he was far too stubborn to say anything about it. He would have to see about finding a way to portal himself here. He hardly knew the ley lines of this planet but...that had hardly stopped him, in the past.
"Reckless", they called him.]
Location: Casa de Elfs, Unit 606
Characters: Belthazar, Adrasteius, and Kirian
Summary: Kirian meets his roomies.
Warnings: Probably none, will update as needed.
[He had very few possessions, but this was hardly anything new. Despite the social norms of Silvermoon, he lived a relatively simple life. Even in Dalaran, his home had been modest, and he had almost just enough money to get by. He was content with that- what he wanted most could not be bought with gold or silver: freedom.
He was, however, unaccustomed to living with others. Even his time with Raziel wasn't exactly them living together, though he would stay for a few days, there was always the comfort of his own solitude to return to.
This was certainly going to be trying.
He carried Soot in his right arm, his cane in his left hand, and found his way to the new...he could hardly call it a home. Of course, he had been placed on a high floor, but he was far too stubborn to say anything about it. He would have to see about finding a way to portal himself here. He hardly knew the ley lines of this planet but...that had hardly stopped him, in the past.
"Reckless", they called him.]
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He hated those abuses.]
It seems on this, we agree.
You may look over my notes in the future, if you wish. I only ask that you make me aware of it, first. Common courtesy. And don't shuffle them out of order.
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Ah, well.]
... Really? [Wow, no one's ever that nice to him. He pauses.] I mean-- yes, I understand.
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[A slightly venomous smirk.]
It would be just like home.
[Soot nuzzles the side of his face, and he nods. He supposed that would do, for the moment.]
Will that be all for now, Belthazar?
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Uh, yes, sir.
[Well, they still have a ways to go. Belth bows his head momentarily and waits for the old man to leave.
He has some things to think about.]
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[He walks from the room, carrying Soot, and goes back into his room, closing the door behind him.
GOODBYE FOR NOW, YOUNG APPRENTICE.]