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*I must go my lovelies, I apologize.*

*awww*

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*Im back for an hour, does anyone here care and or want to roleplay?*

*of course. can I get Sparrow and Heriot?*

 *Of course you can my friend. Here you go.*

 Heriot is having a drink in the tavern. Drinking being part of her culture, nearly no one could hope to match her in a contest, but she’s just having fun.

 Sparrow is at his new home having a smoke and a drink.  He sits in his rocking chair, enjoying his day.

Malafasa rustles into the inn, moving to sit next to her.

Yod is walking around outside, his bow on his back, utterly chill.

 She smiles at them, putting down her beer mug “Hello Malafasa, good to see you again.” She smiles.

 Sparrow waves to them, blowing smoke rings “Howdy there pardner.”

"Hi." She says, smiling a little bit.

He nods to Sparrow, hands in his pockets.

 “Would you like a drink? I’m on my… twenty somethingth.”

 “What’re ya doin’ ‘round these parts? Havin’ yerself a walk through the woods? Just takin’ a stroll?”

"Oh, sure. Why not?" She nods. "Thanks a lot."

"Yeah. I try to always stay in shape."

 “Think nothing of it, the least I could do for a friend.” She orders them a drink, whatever they want.

 “Nice ta meet ya, I’m Sparrow, Sparrow Valentine. An’ who’re ya?”

*i think i set the record for 'most unrequited romantic characters' of the whole inn'

Mala sips the eau de vie carefully, setting her hammer down beside her. "So I'm your friend after this little time?"

"Yod Selgrav. You need anyone killed, by the way?"

 *If not you’re certainly close.*

 “We did fight didn’t we? And I didn’t kill you, so I’d say that we’re friends.” She says, leaning back in her chair, refilling her drink.

 “If I needed anybody killed I’m confident I could do it myself. I’m guessin’ yer an assassin?”

"Well I'd think we're like... we fight, so we can better each other's skills. Y'know?"

"More or less." He nods.

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"I write to improve the world, and I think that's a noble enough pursuit. And I don't drink because I'm trying to live long like you."

Eito kisses them back. "Such a title is not befitting of me."

"Eh. Less criminals and more just people other people want dead." He shrugs.

 "Well, it's your life, spend it how you will. love you dude, but I'm about to close up."

"That is your opinion, and it's the title I've given you. Now, what would Their Radiance like to do now?~" he chuckles, doting on them.

"Murder!" he says, childlike, as he raises his arms, chuckling.

"Alright. I can move if you like."

"Whatever you would..."

"Are... you good?"

 "If you would take your work to your room, i'd appreciate it... Sorry for kicking you out, though"

"Then we'll away to my house. I've been dying to snuggle you again." he says, resting his forehead against theirs.

"I apologize..." he says, clearing his throat. "I have not... matured entirely, owing partially to my title"

"Oh, don't worry about it." Thirteen smiles and picks up his things, walking off. "Have a good night. Tell Damian I said hello."

Eito nods and follows behind Omi.

"Don't sweat it. It's a line of work that even I had a hard time handling in the beginning."

 "I'll give him your best." she says, nodding and beginning to close up

Omi leads the way to his house, inside a fire is already going to distill the chill of the outside. "After you, Eito."

"Killing isn't easy on the soul, but when it's done right... some days it's exhilarating."

*good end?*

Eito enters, always walking on tiptoe.

"Oh?" He tilts his head curiously.

 *yeah.*

"You know where my room is." he says, shutting the door behind him as he enters. He walks to the kitchen for a glass of water.

"I lead the charge in attacks on problematic citizens or criminals who pass through our town." he explains 

*anyone else you wanna use?*

Eito heads to the room, but stops to marvel at the house. "Your dwelling is beautiful."

"Oh. Huh. What does that mean for you?"

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"I write to improve the world, and I think that's a noble enough pursuit. And I don't drink because I'm trying to live long like you."

Eito kisses them back. "Such a title is not befitting of me."

"Eh. Less criminals and more just people other people want dead." He shrugs.

 "Well, it's your life, spend it how you will. love you dude, but I'm about to close up."

"That is your opinion, and it's the title I've given you. Now, what would Their Radiance like to do now?~" he chuckles, doting on them.

"Murder!" he says, childlike, as he raises his arms, chuckling.

"Alright. I can move if you like."

"Whatever you would..."

"Are... you good?"

 "If you would take your work to your room, i'd appreciate it... Sorry for kicking you out, though"

"Then we'll away to my house. I've been dying to snuggle you again." he says, resting his forehead against theirs.

"I apologize..." he says, clearing his throat. "I have not... matured entirely, owing partially to my title"

"Oh, don't worry about it." Thirteen smiles and picks up his things, walking off. "Have a good night. Tell Damian I said hello."

Eito nods and follows behind Omi.

"Don't sweat it. It's a line of work that even I had a hard time handling in the beginning."

 "I'll give him your best." she says, nodding and beginning to close up

Omi leads the way to his house, inside a fire is already going to distill the chill of the outside. "After you, Eito."

"Killing isn't easy on the soul, but when it's done right... some days it's exhilarating."

*good end?*

Eito enters, always walking on tiptoe.

"Oh?" He tilts his head curiously.

 *yeah.*

"You know where my room is." he says, shutting the door behind him as he enters. He walks to the kitchen for a glass of water.

"I lead the charge in attacks on problematic citizens or criminals who pass through our town." he explains 

*anyone else you wanna use?*

Eito heads to the room, but stops to marvel at the house. "Your dwelling is beautiful."

"Oh. Huh. What does that mean for you?"

 "Thank you." the kitchen is excuisite, the whole home being simply... cozy. (I'm bad at house desc's)

"I find and kill the people my dad wants dead." 

*not specifically, wanna pick?*