"That would smell sweeter than this does," Jigano murmured, equally softly as he joined the Guildmaster and the others already gathered. "I had no idea something like this was brewing... Showing that I've been too distracted by the Fae and the Greatwood," he admitted with a faint grimace. "I should have paid more attention to what was going on right underneath our noses."
His left arm was splinted and wrapped, bound up to hang in a sling from his neck. A visit to the Infirmary for a checkup had shown the bones to be set straight and on their way to healing, though he would have given much for a touch - or more - of Vervain's magic to speed it along. He tilted his head at Ronin with a thin smile. "I don't suppose you'd think of changing your guild's name to 'Tyrant Hunters?'" As jokes went it was grim... and not, perhaps, entirely in jest.
Isuma reeped softly at their feet as she wound her way around Jigano and Ronin's ankles, looking up at the men with worried golden eyes as she caught her bonded's worry and bitter amusement. "Or are you going to brush up on your paperwork for these... monthly reports we're supposed to start submitting?"
The Brow rose as Remi admitted to making the ink, Jigano snorting softly when he remembered the alchemist couldn't see his expression. "You helped with this power grab?"
The sly smile he shot Deimos held a great deal of sharpness rather than humor, a sly light glinting in his blue eyes. "And when," he added on to the big man's question.
His left arm was splinted and wrapped, bound up to hang in a sling from his neck. A visit to the Infirmary for a checkup had shown the bones to be set straight and on their way to healing, though he would have given much for a touch - or more - of Vervain's magic to speed it along. He tilted his head at Ronin with a thin smile. "I don't suppose you'd think of changing your guild's name to 'Tyrant Hunters?'" As jokes went it was grim... and not, perhaps, entirely in jest.
Isuma reeped softly at their feet as she wound her way around Jigano and Ronin's ankles, looking up at the men with worried golden eyes as she caught her bonded's worry and bitter amusement. "Or are you going to brush up on your paperwork for these... monthly reports we're supposed to start submitting?"
The Brow rose as Remi admitted to making the ink, Jigano snorting softly when he remembered the alchemist couldn't see his expression. "You helped with this power grab?"
The sly smile he shot Deimos held a great deal of sharpness rather than humor, a sly light glinting in his blue eyes. "And when," he added on to the big man's question.
