9 - A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do

[healing_death]

Thank you for hiring me, Drake.

[ooc: xD I figured Honor would be a little bit offended by his manner and wouldn't have given much thanks at the prospect of the guard job immediately. ♥]

Comments

[unwinding_key]

Are you a guard then, Mister Honor? Congratulations!

[healing_death]

I've been hired "part-time".

Whatever that means.

[ooc: strikes hard to read. whoops. |: strikes + Clé ≠ good]

She doesn't like it, but she's learning to deal ><"

[unwinding_key]

Probably some sort of period to determine if Mister Drake likes, or can stand, your work.

good Clé *pats* also LJ = slow on notifs? o_O

[healing_death]

I guess it's a valid point.

LJ = damn near dead on notifs ><"

[unwinding_key]

He seems like a rather particular person, though I am sure you will do well. However, I wish you the best of luck.

[[ooc: also, this is the closest she'll get to calling him an ass. XD]]

I've noticed I need to respond to you when I get the notif for the one before it. :x

[healing_death]

[ooc: |: Oh, Honor's on that track of thought now, I think. xD;; ]

And yourself with Lezard.

Stupid, stupid LJ *shakes fist*

[unwinding_key]

I daresay myself and Mister Valeth get along much butter than I feel myself and Mister Drake shall. But it remains to be seen.

*punts it*

[healing_death]

"Who knows what the future holds?" sounds... overused.

*GOOOOOAL*

[unwinding_key]

I strongly dislike empirical statements. Besides which, I have promised someone else I would make attempts with this particular issue.

Though I see your point.

xD <333

[healing_death]

Trying is a lot better than giving up.