This is getting simply ridiculous. The hallways of this strangely-empty castle are littered with debris. Did the Maou of this castle care nothing for its upkeep?
He quietly avoids a few of the larger pieces, alert for others in the vicinity. His progress has already been hindered quite enough, here. And where did KG go off to again?
"Bloody Anissina with her bloody experiments and the bloody war taking away the bloody repair crews!" Gwendal is dusty and sweaty and in a foul mood. When he spots the man doing a terrible job of hiding against the wall - honestly, it's a narrow corridor with lots of light from the nice big gaps it acquired when it exploded - he raises an eyebrow, and then his expression changes to something a little more seductive.
[Hiding against a wall is totally stealthy, really! D: It's classic!]
Ryan pulls away from the stone, casually as he can manage. As if he had just happened to be leaning against it for a moment.
"I am searching for a friend of mine," Ryan lies, endeavoring to look as benign as possible. From this man he senses power, and it would not bode well for there to be.. trouble. "There is extensive damage to this area, I couldn't stop myself from closer examination."
"Oh?" Gwendal steps forward, a predatory smile on his face. "Nobody out here but us. Nice and private, if we feel like a little...fun." He is very definitely in Ryan's personal space, bending so that his words slide over the spy's neck.
Ryan forces what he hopes in an expression of blank friendliness, edging back just slightly. The people in this place does not seem to put much importance on personal space.
"Oh, this and that. An explosion. A kitchen fire. Luckily, I am skilled in the crafting of stone and other...hard things." Whatever space Ryan tries to put between them, Gwendal takes back, advancing slowly, confident of his dominance over his prey. His voice drops to a gentle, rumbling purr. "But I have worked so hard today. I feel that I deserve a rest."
"A kitchen fire. How... interesting." Hopefully no tables were damaged. Ryan backs up a little more, noting with rising alarm that he cannot retreat much further due to a rather inconvenient wall. "Perhaps you should retire to your quarters, then."
"I was thinking the same thing," Gwendal says with a smile as Ryan's back touches the wall. His proverbial trap has sprung closed, and what a tasty morsel he has caught. "But I do find it so hard to relax without...company." He breathes the last word against Ryan's ear, his tone and body language leaving little doubt as to his meaning.
He quietly avoids a few of the larger pieces, alert for others in the vicinity. His progress has already been hindered quite enough, here. And where did KG go off to again?
Footsteps! Ryan slides back against the wall.
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"And what are you doing out here all alone?"
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Ryan pulls away from the stone, casually as he can manage. As if he had just happened to be leaning against it for a moment.
"I am searching for a friend of mine," Ryan lies, endeavoring to look as benign as possible. From this man he senses power, and it would not bode well for there to be.. trouble. "There is extensive damage to this area, I couldn't stop myself from closer examination."
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"How did all this damage occur?"
He edges back just slightly again.
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