[ It certainly is familiar-sounding. Almost too-familiar sounding, in fact. It's Kashuu... and everyone in the Citadel knows exactly how much appearances mean to that sword. And that certainly is a spreading stain on that new shirt... well. How did he manage to upset about five people in a row? This is a question he will have to ponder at a later date. One, because it's starting to feel like some sort of karmic retribution, but also because Kashuu is coming, and that certainly is not a face of mercy.
Sigh. ]
I'm sorry! [ He really is, okay? If his expression isn't enough to tell Kashuu that, he'll try to explain himself - ] It looked like artillery!
[ YKNOW, THE SORT THAT COMES RAINING DOWN ON YOU IN WORLDS 3 TO 5. YEAH, THOSE THINGS. PERFECTLY REASONABLE FOR A SWORD TO SLICE SOMETHING THAT MIGHT CRACK HIS SKULL OPEN.]
- I'll fix your shirt, definitely. [ That's what matters most to Kashuu, right??? ]
I LOVE THAT ICON
Sigh. ]
I'm sorry! [ He really is, okay? If his expression isn't enough to tell Kashuu that, he'll try to explain himself - ] It looked like artillery!
[ YKNOW, THE SORT THAT COMES RAINING DOWN ON YOU IN WORLDS 3 TO 5. YEAH, THOSE THINGS. PERFECTLY REASONABLE FOR A SWORD TO SLICE SOMETHING THAT MIGHT CRACK HIS SKULL OPEN.]
- I'll fix your shirt, definitely. [ That's what matters most to Kashuu, right??? ]