Hopefully for more than a few bruises. [he pulls his head back to regard pal fondly, running a thumb over the area of his neck in question- maybe later he could make that a reality. for the moment he likes this back and forth too much to get properly distracted.
his brace here is made of leather and some metal framework, higher on his back and not nearly as sturdy or secure as the one from home. it's been fine so far thankfully, he thinks the new blood has strengthened him in some ways, enough sometimes he feels he could go back to a simple cane on good days and spare himself the annoyance of the crutch.
a thought for later, because pal's hands on him make him press a lingering kiss again, encouraging the warmth of his palms.]
So we'd have to be very quiet and stealthy, I do enjoy a challenge. [amused, especially with the stark contrast of their previous worlds. well, the sixth was a little more like the academy at least, just smaller and he hopes more bearable as a whole for pal's sake.] Would my irritation with red tape and bureaucracy be enough to sway you?
[maybe finding creative ways to call his colleagues rude things without getting in trouble for it, that was purely a piltover skill to be fair. he dips his head, smiling a little into pal's shoulder as he murmurs and kisses below his ear.] Now I'm tempted to write a paper here just to see the Master Warden in action.
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his brace here is made of leather and some metal framework, higher on his back and not nearly as sturdy or secure as the one from home. it's been fine so far thankfully, he thinks the new blood has strengthened him in some ways, enough sometimes he feels he could go back to a simple cane on good days and spare himself the annoyance of the crutch.
a thought for later, because pal's hands on him make him press a lingering kiss again, encouraging the warmth of his palms.]
So we'd have to be very quiet and stealthy, I do enjoy a challenge. [amused, especially with the stark contrast of their previous worlds. well, the sixth was a little more like the academy at least, just smaller and he hopes more bearable as a whole for pal's sake.] Would my irritation with red tape and bureaucracy be enough to sway you?
[maybe finding creative ways to call his colleagues rude things without getting in trouble for it, that was purely a piltover skill to be fair. he dips his head, smiling a little into pal's shoulder as he murmurs and kisses below his ear.] Now I'm tempted to write a paper here just to see the Master Warden in action.