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[dominateartimus]

[The fallen arch-angel has been putting off communicating with the outside world for a bit too long. By the time he finally gets around to broadcasting, he sounds rather annoyed.]

To those who may be concerned, I'm still alive in kicking and back to normal.

That is all.

[There was a small scoff from him as he closed the book.]

Comments

[bondedgryphon]

[Audio]

[Zhaneel has listened to the exchange above, feathered brows rising further and further which each trade. Seriously, do you two love each other or what???]

I am... pleased to hear this, San.

[dominateartimus]

I take it you were worried?

[bondedgryphon]

[She chortles softly.]

I always concern myself over my friends... particularly when their silence could equate to their being gone forever.

[dominateartimus]

That's true, but I'm not that easy to get rid of.

[bondedgryphon]

[She thrums low in her throat, facial feathers fluffing up in response.]

Again, I am most glad to hear it... I would be terribly amiss if you left us.

[dominateartimus]

You'd probably be one of the few who would miss me.

[bondedgryphon]

[Her ear tufts flick back and then forward again, head tilting slightly to one side.]

Worry not about those that care not, San... your efforts are better spent elsewhere.

[dominateartimus]

I'm not worried, I was just touched by the thought. I have been spending my time working on something.

[Mostly.]

[bondedgryphon]

[Audio --> Video]

[Interest is got.]

What are you working on, San?

[dominateartimus]

Nothing too special, just a small thing to kill time.

[bondedgryphon]

[Her interest is like a cat and bird combined, San... it will not be shaken.]

Might I inquire what?

[dominateartimus]

A chair. I said it wasn't much.

[bondedgryphon]

[Ha! Her interest does not wane in the slightest, angel-friend!!!! Nope, instead, her ears flick forward and she shifts a bit, wings rustling along her back.]

You are a carpenter, San?

[dominateartimus]

No, I just know a few things.

[bondedgryphon]

[Zhaneel ruffles her feathers, ears flicking this way and that.]

Might I come and see it?

[dominateartimus]

Its no where close to being completed.