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Oct 12, 2011 21:53

[A; late morning; around town]

[Lancer is walking around town. Nothing unusual. Normal clothes, normal lance over his shoulder, normal gray horse walking next to him--wait what ( Read more... )

deal with it, murderhound and murderhorse, goddamn tsunderes, i am not an alcoholic, fail servant is fail, rin is going to have fun and like it, i own a horse

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A notalwystrthful October 13 2011, 13:34:09 UTC

[ Well, she'll just react by staring and nodding in approval. ]

What breed is your horse, sir?

riastrad_ridire October 13 2011, 13:36:56 UTC

...

That...is an excellent question.

[He looked at Liath Macha in slight confusion. What breed was a divine creature like him supposed to be, anyway? The gray horse snorted almost derisively and twitched an ear in response.]no idea.

notalwystrthful October 13 2011, 13:39:07 UTC

[ She asks the best questions. Clearly. ]

... You don't know, then?

wow, typos everywhere, thanks keyboard. riastrad_ridire October 13 2011, 13:40:14 UTC

He was...kind of a gift. I really don't know for sure.

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C... all_ofthethings October 13 2011, 21:14:29 UTC

[Greed wishes he could drink like that again. For now, he has to put up with limiting himself or deal with a hangover.]

You gonna be okay, man?

riastrad_ridire October 14 2011, 06:09:37 UTC

Huh?

[IN MY COUNTRY THIS IS JUST SOME LIGHT DRINKING]

I'm fine. What're you talking about?

all_ofthethings October 14 2011, 06:42:24 UTC

Just that it wouldn't hit me back home, but here it does.

Maybe because I don't have my regenerative abilities yet.

And I figured I'd make sure everything's all right.

riastrad_ridire October 14 2011, 06:44:03 UTC

Sad to say, but alcohol really doesn't do anything to me anymore. Being dead kinda has that effect.

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[A; late morning; around town] (Does this count as fashionably late?) dclassreyvateil October 25 2011, 23:38:01 UTC

[There isn't much beyond the fact that Aurica had never seen a horse in real life, much less being rode upon, that stops her from walking just as casually down the street, though it takes until Lancer is right by her when the notion comes to her.

She'll stop in her tracks at that point, to turn her head and eventually her body as the steed walked by. If the blue-haired knight doesn't acknowledge her, she'll just watch them go by. I keep being surprised by what this town is capable of...]