Twenty-Fifth Truth [Video/Action] Since we appear to all be jumping the gun on this one!
[In the Japanese formal garden, there's a brightly-dressed figure sitting near the edge of a neatly-raked bed of sand, his sword resting at his side.]
[Slowly, he reaches out a hand--slim, pale, with light purple nails--and draws two lines across it, intersecting each other.]
[Four quadrants, empty.]
[It really won't do. He feels this very strongly.]
[Thankfully, he knows what to do about one of them.]
[He glances sidelong at the camera.]
...Your Majesty. I must... confer with you.
[You sexy asshole, you.]
[OOC: Both of his pity-related quadrants are still open, but I guess they're probably likely to remain as such ;; Silly MS!]
[Slowly, he reaches out a hand--slim, pale, with light purple nails--and draws two lines across it, intersecting each other.]
[Four quadrants, empty.]
[It really won't do. He feels this very strongly.]
[Thankfully, he knows what to do about one of them.]
[He glances sidelong at the camera.]
...Your Majesty. I must... confer with you.
[You sexy asshole, you.]
[OOC: Both of his pity-related quadrants are still open, but I guess they're probably likely to remain as such ;; Silly MS!]