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[leonheartedly]

WHO: Thistle (and visitors)
WHERE: Thistle barn
WHEN: Day 27, evening

[it's been a little non-stop for Thistle today and today sure did happen a lot, didn't it]

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[leonheartedly]

Then I take back my invitation.

[afineknight]

How cold.

[leonheartedly]

I'm the cold one?

[afineknight]

Si, very.

[leonheartedly]

"But I have a nice bath" isn't cold?

just (gently) shoves him in the direction of his room]

[afineknight]

Those are facts.

[ He is letting himself be guided along. ]

[leonheartedly]

That's not how you turn someone down.

[HIS ROOM IS . . . empty besides the basics and the few things he has, what a shock]

[afineknight]

Is that how you're interpreting it? Huh.

[ wow this is sad tyr. ]

[leonheartedly]

Am I interpreting it wrong?

[a grand gesture] Haven't had much time to do anything.

[like he even knows what to do with it in the first place]

[afineknight]

We'll never know, will we.

[ He snorts, shaking his head. ]

A room is a room. It's not like it's easy to decorate here.

[leonheartedly]

[he shrugs, leaning against the doorframe]

It's not exactly a priority, either.

[afineknight]

That is true—

[ oh, he's getting a cube call. He steps away from Tyr's room to take it. ]

[leonheartedly]

[he tilts his head to listen—. . . aha]

[afineknight]

[ He turns once he's hung up, sighing. ]

No rest for the wicked.

[leonheartedly]

Get used to being on call, doc.

[he'll walk Crois to the door] Bet that's the guy who helped us this morning.

[afineknight]

What am I in for if it is?

[leonheartedly]

Arm got turned into solid gold as we were - leaving. Otherwise he's fine, far as I know.

[""leaving""] He wanted to rip it off before we got back.

[afineknight]

[ SIGHS DEEPLY. ]

[leonheartedly]

Blood Fiend and I got him to wait.

You're welcome.

[afineknight]

[ He rubs at the back of his head. ]

Well, before I head off to chop a man's arm off—

[leonheartedly]

[both eyebrows go up]

Yeah?

[afineknight]

[ look, tyr may be a government agent, but crois is an agent of chaos.

So he is going to grab Tyr by the shirt and yank him in for a kiss.

yes, right in the Thistle barn. ]

[leonheartedly]

[he stumbles a step in surprise, grabbing at Crois' arm—oh.

Oh he sure is doing that.

WHAT HAPPENED TO DISCRETION???]

[afineknight]

[ i have to chop a dude's arm off and you literally watched your team explode this morning. that's what happened.

He breaks it off and takes a few steps back, grinning. ]

Later, amigo.

[ bye. ]

[leonheartedly]

[he stares at him, a little dumbfounded.

. . . oh the look he gives Crois before he turns to leave, his revenge just got upgraded]

—call me later, bastard!