Again, Loren remained unmoved, physically, mentally, emotionally. "That it does." It was a quiet acknowledgement, just loud enough to carry across the short distance between them. As Remi unsurprisingly disagreed, the summoner moved almost minutely with a shrug of his own. "We did. Fair enough." He stilled once more, though his eyes swept over the alchemist before returning to his face. ”So kill yourself.” There wasn't any worry, fear, concern, nothing soft, nothing hard about the suggestion. It was offered as blandly as everything else that fell from the Launceleyn's lips these days. He continued to stay where he was, not making any motion to encourage or discourage. LOREN Not quite an open book |
Funny how it all played out
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the Firebrand
Headmaster / Grand Healer ✓
Age: 30 | Height: 5' 11' | Race: Attuned x Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Halo Level: 11 - Strg: 32 - Dext: 33 - Endr: 35 - Luck: 39 - Int: ASTRA - Mythical - Luxere
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