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otobabe · 8 months
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yorinee · 1 month
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lichtluv · 5 months
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𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘮 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦?
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𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨?
𝘪 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦.
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∘₊ 𝐥𝐨𝐤𝐢 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝.
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misty-moth · 5 months
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Loki… Roll a persuasion check 🤔
Nat 20.
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shuubah · 1 year
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When fluff is life, and Luka the angel stands above all! 💜😤
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oceannyyy · 2 years
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Loki & Sirell (OC) 🐈🎀
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rene-frog · 11 months
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⚠️Bad english⚠️
Some headcanon that have have in my mind for while
Lancelot have an old photo with Sirius & Harr in their days at school hidden on one drawer of his desk
Edgar sometimes move thing of Jonah's desk to put in a different order to make fun of him when Jonah don't find the thing even if it are on the same desk
Zero likes take power naps in grass and is not often but not uncommon to see him resting on the yard
Sometimes Luka gets paranoid, feeling someone is looking him in the shadows
Sirius really wish to have a big family, but thinks that he is not prepared to get marry and forms a family
Fenrir and Ray have arguments about what is better cats or dogs
Oliver hate when adults talk cute to him when he is in his child form
Mousse someday fallen slept in middle of an important exam
Ray is a short king, literally the short in the black army quintet
Lancelot prefers home made food than fancy ones
Seth teached his sister pig's latin language to have secret conversations
Blanc know some song from land of reasons
Dean sometimes get in trouble when Dalim's exes confused with him
Luka have more rizz than he think he have, Fenri & Ray make fun of him when Luka is getting flirt and don't get it
Loki's begged Harr for a week to be able to adopt Cherry
Seth likes to eat most unknown brand of jam
Jonah often orders Zero to sneak in black army to keep informed about Luka
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shatcey · 4 months
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Loki (part2)
I'm almost done with IkeRev (1, maximum 2 routes left), but it's only now I understood why Alice mostly says "yes", "ok" or something similar.
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Okeeeeey... He looks absolutely stunning with red eyes.
In fact, every time he's this close, I'm not myself.
He wants hugs…
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Of course, babe… Do what you like…
He looks sad, I feel the same as Alice…
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He doesn't want to be alone… So cute… How can I ever leave him…
This cat is absolutely adorable, and I can't help but feel affection for him. And so far I really enjoy his route. It's cute, exciting, funny. And finally, Alice dating with an overprotective person who doesn't behave like a teacher.
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spoopy-fish-writes · 9 months
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It’s so weird when I get ikemen thoughts considering it’s been ages since I’ve touched any of the games.
Like, Loki and Blanc would both love literally anything about you, they struggle so much to find anything that you do or anything about you annoying. They both look at you and they are so in love and it isn’t strange if they suddenly hug you really tightly, like they’re scared that you’ll disappear, pretty much memorising how you feel in their arms, because the idea of being loved, being loved by you, is so impossible to them but they love you so much that they just can’t bring themselves to doubt that you love them even for a second.
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ikemen-obssessed · 9 months
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whatta description ma boy loki don’t deserve this😭
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ciaossu-imagines · 1 year
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i wanna send an ask but i don’t exactly know what to ask, so i’m going to use one of the prompts you have provided. can i request #7 for ikemen revolution? Thank you so much!! <3
No, thank you so much, my lovely anon! I so appreciate the ask and I always love the chance to write for IkeRev! And please use the prompts – that’s what they’re there for!! I hope you’ll enjoy, dear!
Send me a fandom and I’ll tell you:
Which character is the most punctual
I have this headcanon that both Sirius and Lancelot are really punctual, have been for most of their lives, but that Harr really does easily lose track of time and back in school, both men were the ones to make sure that Harr didn’t get too wrapped up in something and that he made it to all his classes or appointments or such on time.
Which character is the most political
Both Kings want what is best for Cradle and its citizens. It comes with their positions and they both have strong ideas on how that should be accomplished, as far as how much sacrifice is acceptable to achieve that peace.
Which character is the most likely to want children
You can bet your sweet asses that Sirius has such a huge breeding kink. That man will rest his hands on his partner’s stomach and tell them how he can’t wait for their belly to grow all nice and round with his children before making sure it does. I think part of it is purely a sexual kink but at the same time, he’s definitely interested in making a family of his own and would love to have kids, plural, since his own upbringing included having so many brothers and sisters.
Which character likes pineapple on their pizza
Now, he’d never be so crass as to actually eat something as inelegant as pizza (in public at least and even in private, he’s totally one of those people who eat pizza with a knife and a fork), but it’s Jonah. I think he really loves pineapple in general and he’d like the mix of sweet and savory that pineapple on pizza gives.
Which character drives too fast
If Cradle had cars, I feel like Fenrir would be a speed-demon, but a responsible driver. Seth drives too fast sometimes but his real danger is that he’s such an irresponsible driver who steers with his knees while he reaches for something in the passenger seat or who would talk on his phone while driving and who gets minor road rage.
Which character is the most likely to be a smoker
I do strongly headcanon Dalim smoking cigarettes. Blanc prefers a pipe every now and again and I think Claudius smoked both cigarettes and cigars. I actually have a pretty strong headcanon that Edgar would have some issues with lovers or close friends smoking around him because the smell takes him right back to Claudius and everything about his past with his uncle.
Which character would go vegan
I feel like Blanc doesn’t eat a lot of meat and neither does Harr. Harr eats a lot of fish so he couldn’t go vegan, but I feel like Blanc probably could if he ever chose to.
Which character is a pop music fan
I think, out of the Black Army, Seth and Luka would be bubblegum pop fans, while in the Red Army, it would be Jonah and, surprisingly, Edgar who really took to pop music. Seth definitely sings along to pop music while doing his hair and skin routines.
Which character is a showoff
Both Jonah and Seth, to me, come off as men who can be quite the show-offs, given that both are very dramatic and both of them do quite like attention. Loki can also be somewhat of a show-off at times, because again – attention, please. Fenrir, meanwhile, comes off as a show-off but he really isn’t because he doesn’t do a lot of what he does for attention, but rather because it seemed fun.
Which character is the most religious/spiritual
I don’t think Cradle has the same religions as our universe does, but I do think Amon is religious, in a very cultish way, and that that could be part of what is driving him to do what he does.
Which character skips/skipped classes often
I honestly feel like, though they both tried really hard to be good students, there are times when Ray and Fenrir ended up skipping class and it was probably more frequent than it should have been. Both were just not made to be cooped up at a desk and when a better adventure presented itself, I feel like these two had to take that adventure no matter what.
Which character is the meanest
Have any of you met Oliver? Like, that boy/man has such an acerbic wit and he’s really bad at holding them in. While he is perfectly capable of feeling bad if he does end up hurting someone, he doesn’t pull punches and his words and attitude can cause a lot of people some emotional pain and offense.
Which character can’t swallow pills
I actually have a really strong headcanon that Loki, to go along with his other cat-like features, can’t swallow pills and is really bad at taking any medicine, to the point where Harr has to hide his medication in food or drink whenever Loki gets sick.
Which character takes the scenic route more often than the most direct route
I feel like both Blanc and Mousse are really bad for this. Blanc just gets lost in his thoughts easily and he just kind of idles along, thinking about this and that and taking in the pretty scenery and while he’d meant to take the most direct route, he gets a little turned around and lost and ends up almost having to loop around Cradle just to get where he’s going. Mousse, meanwhile, just likes a slow life without much pressure or stress and he wants the time to stop and smell the flowers and gaze at a really pretty tree or take a nap by a stream. The direct route just seems too impatient, almost, to him.
Which character has the most irrational fears
Ghosts, monsters, and scary stories tend to freak Fenrir the fuck out. Seriously. Does he know those things aren’t real? Does he know there’s no monster in the closet or under the bed and that haunted houses don’t come to life and gush blood from their walls? Yes, logically he knows all of this. But they feel so real whenever he hears one of those stories and he will have some nightmares about them.
Which character has the most sexual experience
I think both Blanc and Dalim have a fair amount of sexual experience, honestly. It’s hinted that Blanc is very old, much older than he looks, and that he’s a bit of a ladies’ man and I do feel like he’s had a sexual affair here and there. I also see Dalim as being a ladies’ man, but he’s more of a playboy who likes casual one-night stands.
Which character is the most fearful of commitment
So, those sexual affairs I mentioned Blanc has? They’re almost entirely with women who are of higher status and thus wouldn’t be allowed to commit to him or to women who are otherwise betrothed or even married and it’s all very hush-hush. He doesn’t want to be with women who could entangle themselves in his life, could push him for commitment because I do feel like he had commitment once, it ended up in some serious heartache for him, and he’s now very trigger-shy about any future commitment.
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actuallycorrectdf · 1 year
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badass-at-fandoming · 9 months
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Summer Days, Sultry Nights: sundress, postcard, summer storms, summer festival
I began this challenge with fluff & Loki and I'm ending this challenge with angst & Loki! Symmetry! Poor catboy hates the rain...and I drew his perfect summer festival photoshoot (complete with picturesque fireflies) getting rained out. Knowing Loki, this disappointment won't keep him down. He'll regain his determination and end his summer travels on a high note! Tomorrow. After a good sulk.
Also now I've drawn Seth AND Loki in sundresses, so like...does this count as a sundress series. do I need to draw the other ikemen in sundresses. I have two nickels because it feels weird I've somehow done this twice.
Thank you so much to @aquagirl1978 and @violettduchess for hosting yet another fun seasonal event! I'm so happy I found time to participate in this one. If anyone else wants to meet their challenge, the prompt list is here.
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misty-moth · 3 months
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I pulled a kitty this morning ≽^♡⩊♡^≼
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youreawizardharr · 1 month
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(Harr Silver x Eirene Chapman)
Fandom: Ikemen Revolution
Characters: Harr Silver
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Pairing: Harr Silver x Eirene Chapman
Warnings: Mentions of Blood and Violence
Tagging: @rairahime
Disclaimer: I do not create Harr, credits to Cybird for creating a character I love so much
Notes: Thank you @otomememento  for beta reading this story. I’m sorry for bothering you. This took me a long time to write and finish. I'm not confident with this little fic, but here it is. I hope you enjoy. This is my first attempt at writing something like this. I'm used to writing with another person, you see. So writing in this format is complicated for me. And while constructive criticism is very much appreciated, you don't have to be rude about it.
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Harr sensed the soldiers the moment they stepped through the treeline, lifting the hood of his cloak to conceal himself from view as he casted a simple teleportation spell. The area was bathed in a light blue illumination, leaving no traces that he had been there at all. Arriving at his destination, peeking over the side of a tree, the wizard eyed the group of soldiers, his ears picking up on their conversation.
"Where do you think the girl is? This forest doesn't appear to be ending anytime soon." The lone soldier complained, following the others. He stepped over a fallen log in the middle of the man-made trail, readjusting his anti-magic rifle. "The Magic Tower gave us clues about where to find the girl. That clue led us here, so she's somewhere in this forest." The captain responded calmly, then glared down at the low ranking soldier. "If the Commander heard you complaining, he'd punish you severely for your insubordination. He wants her alive, so make sure you don't harm her. Accidentally, or otherwise. Do I make myself perfectly clear? He already has plans for her." The other soldiers saluted their captain in response, pressing onward with renewed vigor, intending to carry out the commander's orders even if it meant their deaths.
As Harr stepped backwards, he made the simple mistake of snapping a twig in half with his left boot. The noise alerted the small group of soldiers. "Aye, it appears we have some company." The captain silently made a command with a hand gesture, walking in the direction where the noise came from. Harr gritted his teeth as he attempted to get away from the soldiers before they noticed his presence, however, a hand grabbed his upper arm, the expression on Harr's face contorted in pain as the fingers of the soldier keeping him in place dug into the fabric of his cloak. The skin along that area felt tender the longer the other man continued to grip him firmly. Harr was pulled and shoved along before he made eye contact with whom he assumed was the leader of the group, pressing his lips into a thin line, schooling the expression on his face as not to give them the satisfaction of showing emotion.
"Well, well, well." The captain approached Harr, his lips forming a wicked grin, forcing the wizard down onto his knees on the ground, while a soldier kept Harr in place. "The Magic Tower told us about a wizard living out here. I never thought one of our targets would make the job easier. Isn't this a nice surprise?" The man was given incoherent, verbal agreement from his subordinates. "Since you so kindly offered yourself without any trouble, I'm going to give you a chance to tell us where the girl is." Harr refused to bargain with them. He loved Eirene too much to give her up. The captain frowned, clearly displeased. "Don't make this any harder for yourself. All we want is the girl. Our Commander harbors no ill will towards you people. He just has some unfinished business and it involves that girl. Now, tell us where she is." Callous fingers quickly removed the hood to forcefully yank Harr's head back by his hair. The pain along his scalp caused the muscles in his face to twitch in response to the harsh treatment. The eye that wasn't obscurred by a silver mask weaved back and forth, studying the captain's oily and sweaty features.
"The sooner you give us her location, the sooner all of this mayhem will end."
Harr remained silent, which angered the captain, grunting when the older man sent a balled fist against the left side of his face. The wizard fell backwards onto the ground due to the force of the blow, his left ear ringing, as a seering pain emitted along his bottom lip where he must have accidentally bitten down from the impact of the punch. With his eye squeezed shut, Harr shifted slightly, the scent of moist dirt, leaves and iron reached his nose, pain radiating in the left side of his jaw. A bruise was likely forming. That much was obvious by how much his face swelled up in a matter of moments. Though all he could focus on was the pain and how disoriented he felt.
Before long, the sensation of two hands grabbing a hold of his cloak made Harr open his eye in time to watch the soldier who captured him minutes ago force him to sit upright, releasing his cloak to step away. The captain impatiently paced back and forth, feeling the wizard's gaze following him. "Why are you refusing to give her up? Don't you want this war to end? Don't you want peace to be returned?" The man stopped pacing to coldly regard Harr. "We know you have her hidden somewhere; the Magic Tower was forthcoming with information, after all. So staying quiet won't help you, wizard." While his silence could be taken for defiance, Harr was actually contemplating his next move, eyeing the soldiers while gauging the chances of defeating them. There were at least five in total. All were carrying weapons made to be utilized against magic wielders. He's heard of the term anti-magic through his dealings with merchants from overseas. If these Glassian soldiers were to use these anti-magic weapons, his magic would be useless against them. It didn't mean he was powerless, though. He just had to be patient and coordinate accordingly.
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not-krys · 9 months
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31. Flowers (Abby, Maddie, Clara)
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This one came out a little late this month ('cause I was busy with the different universe same love challenge), but I didn't forget to do my monthly writing challenge!
Regular warnings apply! Raw writing, incomplete, oc lore building, Vlad contemplates kidnapping, Maddie talks about her past with Loki, and Clara sasses Silvio.
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Abby
Vlad had felt eyes on him all afternoon. He had been handing out his flowers since the morning, but there was one person that seemed reluctant to approach him.
Ah, yes, the young one that dear Comte had taken in, he remembered her. Will had informed the pureblood about the newly arrived resident, writing her off as someone unimportant. If not for Will and that he couldn’t sense a drop of vampire blood in her, pure, lesser, or otherwise, he might have thought her a relative of the good Comte with her golden locks. Her stylish clothes also didn't help her resemblance to him, he thought with a chuckle.
She seemed to be on her own, grocery shopping perhaps? The bags at her side seemed to suggest so.
It would be an opportune moment to whisk her away from Comte's watchful gaze with no butler her, and no other residents around to stop him… With no one guarding her, he could escort her to his abode and treat her as a special guest. The thought was tempting.
He decided against it, however, seeing her concentrating so hard on the book in her lap, a pencil moving with careful, measured movements.
An artist, perhaps? A learner, at the very least, with how careful she was being with her strokes.
Well, now he was curious.
Moving quietly, he set his flower cart to the side and walked to the girl sitting on the bench, indeed her pencil moving at a careful, slow pace. He crossed his arms and leaned against the bench back, leaning over her shoulder to take a peek at her book, seeing careful musings of his cart in the sun and the flowers glistening in graphite hues. Vlad smiled.
"Your drawings are quite lovely," he said, startling the girl so badly, a hard line of black scratched her page, miraculously missing her little sketches.
"Ah, s-sorry, monsieur," her cheeks turned pink in embarrassment, "I didn't mean to-"
"It's alright, domnișoară." Vlad's smile brightened, "I was wondering who was staring so intently for so long and had to come over to say hello."
Her cheeks deepened.
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Maddie
"So, how does it work exactly?" Loki asked, resting his crossed arms on the back of Maddie's chair, watching her work. She was sewing a little pink flower with shimmering thread, humming a little tune.
"There's not an exact science to it, I think." She said, tying off a knot to look at her handiwork. "Ever since I was a young girl, whenever I sang to some inanimate object, it somehow held onto the feelings I put into it and it worked. I remember making a flower for a girl at school one time because we were classmates and she wanted some courage to tell a guy she liked him, so I stayed up making her a flower she could put on her jacket."
"Did it work?"
"Yeah, it did. She had so much courage that she blurted out all the words she wanted to say, and they went steady for a while, if I remember right."
"Sure it wasn't a coincidence though? Like, maybe it wasn't the flower that gave her courage directly?"
"You'd think that." Maddie turned her flower over, putting some hot glue on the back of it, "but there was another time where a boy was picking on me and I gave him what I call… a hateagram."
"Hateagram?"
"When I was making another flower at the time, I was angry and frustrated because he kept teasing me. About my weight, about my hobbies, that I lived my grandparents, basically anything he could make me feel horrible about, he teased me about it."
Maddie set her flower down.
"So I said some nasty things to the little flower I was making at the time. All my tears and every bad word I could think to call him, I told that innocent flower."
"So, what happened after that?"
"Well, I went to sleep that night, forgetting that I had slipped it in my backpack as a habit. I went to school and saw my tormentor again. He was grinning, at the ready with an insult just for me."
Maddie took a breath.
"Then…"
"Then?"
"My backpack started glowing. It was so strange."
"Glowing?"
"A sickly green color. Then, vines appeared out of nowhere, grabbing onto the boy."
"Then?"
"Hung him upside down by his ankles."
Loki laughed.
"Serves him right."
"Naturally, but, as you know, magic in the Land of Reason isn't all that common. Had to change schools, use plausible deniability to the best of our abilities. Grandad got a laugh out of it."
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Clara
The packet of rose seeds had finally arrived in Benitoite, much to Clara's joy. Though she loved living near the briny sea, she felt pangs of homesickness every once in a while, missing the sweet scent of the year-round roses of Rhodolite. She didn't know how the roses will stand the salty air, but she wanted to give it a try, to have a little taste of home away from home.
After asking permission, she found a small patch in the royal gardens and got to work, her big straw hat shading her from the bright sun overhead. She soon found herself humming as she moved soil and made a few small holes. She wasn't much of one for singing, but something about Benitoite sea shanties stuck in her head, making her giggle. One in particular always put her in mind of a certain brother-in-law of hers.
"What do we do with a drunken' sailor," she sung softly, a smile taking over her face, "what do we do with a drunken sailor, what do we do with a drunken' sailor, early in the morning~"
After a few moments into her little song, Clara saw, or rather heard, someone approach. The jingle jangle was unmistakable. Even his shadow looming behind her had glitters of gems from the sun.
"Oi, sass woman." His voice spat.
Clara, standing and dusting her hands on her apron, gave her best cheeky smile.
"Good morning, Prince Silvio," she said, "glad to see you up so early."
The man grumbled while rubbing his head.
"Please stop singing that infernal song."
"But I like it."
"You always sing it when I'm near you. It's pissing me off."
"Rio taught it to me, so… no I don't think so."
Silvio huffed.
"Rotten mutt. Of course it was him."
Clara giggled and went back to her plot, covering the seeds with dirt.
"What are you doing anyway?"
"Planting some seeds. Rose seedlings."
"Of course you are." Silvio sighed. "You know we could have imported that easily if you wanted some of your damned roses."
"I don't know, something about growing them myself, just feels more special, you know?"
"Sounds like work."
"Most things worthwhile require a little work."
Silvio grumbled again.
"As much as you and that mutt keep yapping in my ear."
"You might like the work. You never until you try, Prince Silvio."
"No thanks." he shrugged, "I'll let you and that mutt have your fun playing in the dirt. Where is he, anyway?"
"He had some business with His Majesty this morning, so he left early, promising his evening for me. And the afternoon if he can swing it."
"Rhetorical question."
"Should have phrased it that way, then."
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