he doesn't have any reservations yet, he's willing to trust the judgement of the masters. Though he is always watching in case trouble occurs
-the steam bot looks back at assassin-
you are proficient with that weapon, it appears we were right to trust you with them. I'll be going now, I have other work I must attend to while I'm in the building
edited 24th Mar '16 8:05:10 PM by Bcom
...Oh. Heh, quite a bit of me to study, isn't there.
(eeeeegh, creepy eyes, CREEPY EYES, CREEPILY QUICK EYE MOVEMENTS)
(He himself is staying very still, though.)
...Well, I trust his judgement there. Yours is a very prudent Caster... And thank you, eheh, I have been practicing. I won't keep you, send Mr. Be my fond regards.
(Nods respectfully to the lil' robitty.)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019Eheh, yes, that is the formal term. It's not like it...
(Yawns rather deeply, sitting himself up a little.)
...It's not like it's terribly uncommon. In my case, it's probably because my face and neck are fat and I have trouble breathing when prone and unconscious... Heh, sometimes it's your tongue or uvula or tonsils, though.
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(Satisfied, Assassin packs his crossbow and ammo into a big briefcase and heads up the stairs.)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019

-Lamb stares back, the blue flames behind their mask never wavering-
I'm studying you, of course.
Deer