His tone was clipped, and he sheathed his blade. His tea had stopped boiling and was now merely steaming in the cup, but he left it where it was and limped from the room.
What the fuck was with his roommates? He knew he was difficult to get along with- it was quite intentional, most of the time. Perhaps he'd have to take more care, here. In Azeroth, he could handle the Magisters well enough. But these people were largely unknown.
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His tone was clipped, and he sheathed his blade. His tea had stopped boiling and was now merely steaming in the cup, but he left it where it was and limped from the room.
What the fuck was with his roommates? He knew he was difficult to get along with- it was quite intentional, most of the time. Perhaps he'd have to take more care, here. In Azeroth, he could handle the Magisters well enough. But these people were largely unknown.