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[In a training room somewhere, Tyki's cutting down some dummies with a sword, though he seems a bit annoyed.
Releasing a silent sigh, he goes to put the sword away and rubs his wrist. The Tease that had been flying around the room earlier perches on his shoulder, brushing the tip of its wing against his cheek. Tyki releases a hum as he holds his hand out for Tease to perch on and it does.]
This is a waste of time...
[[ooc; New Tyki! Info in journal.]]
Releasing a silent sigh, he goes to put the sword away and rubs his wrist. The Tease that had been flying around the room earlier perches on his shoulder, brushing the tip of its wing against his cheek. Tyki releases a hum as he holds his hand out for Tease to perch on and it does.]
This is a waste of time...
[[ooc; New Tyki! Info in journal.]]