Asahi sas Brutus

((empire time))

Please stop asking me why the Tribunus Laticlavius calls me babygirl

.....I have a condition.

((Mb))

(Asahi's penis: !)

MY LORD?!

Please do not lower your gaze thank you.

I'm hard i mean hello

Anonymous messages! Anonymous messages!

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I forget my last one whoops

🌸 for Izumi
🧪 for Achia
☀️ for Asahi
🌙 for Fandaniel ))

Hmph.

(Looking unnecessarily full of himself over cooking an egg properly.)

((Finally back to the Boat.....long day of crawling around in Old Rocks))

How resolute.

Indeed, there is no other way for you to live, now is there?

You repulse me.

Well I--

...of course. I am your hunting dog, Lord Zenos.

(He took to a knee, lowering his head.)

My life is yours, and you its sole purpose. A huntsman at your side or a loyal hound at your beck and call, I will take whatever position you desire.

I'm honored you've taken notice of me to know how I am, but...

...might I inquire as to your...meaning?

...the beast is self aware. Color me surprised. Has wisdom come at last, after all the blood you've spilled?

(His venom dripped away. He leaned back, crossing his arms with a more neutral expression.)

Or have you simply ceased bothering with the internal conflict of rationalizing your slaughter?

MY LORD PLEASE,

(His sneer only grew.)

Ah, learning, are we? I seem to recall taunting you just the same way. I did so enjoy watching your fists clench uselessly at your sides.

I--

Well, there are certainly many vying for your attention, my l-- ...Zenos.

Of course, their devotion pales in comparison to mine, I assure you!

((Sorry I promise I can write him seriously sorry I can do better sorry I sorry sorry))

.......I have a condition

WHY ARE YOU LOOKING AT THAT I mean I'm not. I don't have that.

(Gritting his teeth, he seems ready to snap like an angry dog...but settles into a sneer instead.)

...think what you like. You'll get yours in due time.

It's still on. Don't look at it.

Ough--

(Harder.)

(Hand on hilt of sword.)

WHY IS MY LORD KISSING MY COMMANDER

...don't speak as though you know my mind. You know /nothing/ at all.

Let's keep it that way.

.....I think I hauve garlean covid may I be excused

Hardly...!!

(Hissing back.)

Merely that your hands are wholly unworthy of touching him!

(HARD)