-Johnny's heading downstairs, going towards the outside door-
-sword being worn on his back as he's not expecting to use it-
-Aelfi is just sat on top of its' pommel having a pondering look- So- the plan is to get your freerunning done... and if the demon shows up. We just kinda-
Keep running, yes.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-Aelfi notices Duke as Johnny starts to walk towards the door outside in the main room, and wanders aloud in what she intended to be a whisper- Geez- look at Mr Ego over there, Johnny.
Hm-? -looks over-
-then realizes how loud Aelfi was, and facepalms slightly- ... Why did you have to do that. Countdown to unnecessary confrontation in three... two... one...
-"Either way. Prepare for the worst, but aim for the best."-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postMust have been the wind, darling!
Aelfi you're not helping.
-breathes and just sighs, looking at Duke- Don't mind her. Bored fairy. Not the wisest one of the bunch.
Probably just passing the time.
Excuse you. But who's been alive for over a thousand years? I'm your elder, so you have to respect my decisions, Johnny Boy. Back me up- he looks like a tool that fell out of the 90s.
And you've been watching too much TV, haven't you Aelfi?
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postWait- wait. Are you seriously taking this face-first. And just kinda. Rolling with it. Is your sense of self literally 90s asshole anti-hero.
-is just as surprised as Aelfi is. He thought one of them would've been punched by now- ... -he just isn't sure what to even say-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postWell no. This is actually kinda commendable.
... And I can't really judge. First wielder was a Viking. The machismo of his peers was something to behold sometimes. Comparatively Johnny is very boring.
Well, thank you...
So- do you use a shotgun?
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-just taps his staff on the ground-
-a blade comes out of the top of it-
-before he taps it again, and the blade goes back in-
-"I am prepared, not to worry."-
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