.....-blink- -blink-
.....!?!
-Adol made a baffled exclamation at the World Destroyer's answer, then quickly focused and lowered into a defensive stance, his hand reaching down to his side for his sword.-
..........
-His SWORD.-
..................
-Adol's fingers grasped at empty air as he came to the realization that he no longer had his sword.-
.....
-Adol's expression shifted from threatened, to unamused. He was not impressed by how phony Xenos' attempt to distract him was, and he expressed the sentiment to him.-
Main Room
-Nephew steps out of the kitchen, munching on a extremely meat-filled sandwich-
Hm-hmhm-hmmmmmm~....
....Mm?
-He stops, noticing the girl staring blankly at the inert wooden box-
......?
-He rests his elbows on the back of the couch, and waves a hand in front of her face-
Uhh, kid?
-Adol's disposition is not remotely softened by the world-ender's threat to low-blow him, though his comment at the end does mark his face with confusion...-
...?
...!
-Nephew blinks and leans back as she looks at him-
Geez, lady, ease it with the murder eyes...Just wanted to see if you were okay. Looked like you were in a coma...
Edited by MacDuffy on Jul 11th 2018 at 3:31:36 AM
. . .
-Adol told Xenos that someone with a face like his should not be making comments on how others look.-
That don't look like any kind of 'relaxed' I've ever scene. You're stiff as a board.
-He lounges, sinking into the couch, kicking his feet up, and putting his hands behind his head-
This is how you relax...
Edited by MacDuffy on Jul 11th 2018 at 3:52:28 AM

My name's Xenos, the destroyer of worlds, and end of life.
And you're in a forest.
Next to a house in the middle of nowhere..
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post