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Mordred, The Son of King Arthur ([personal profile] faeblooded) wrote in [community profile] repeter 2017-10-22 02:48 am (UTC)

....I'm not gonna ask you to patch me up.

[She said, flustered once again by how this man always so singularly made her feel like she was one of the most important people in the world with just a few shared words. Her mossy eyes darkened a moment before she glanced away, unwilling to show the depths of her waverng uncertainty at opening herself to someone who was sttill practically a stranger to her in many respects.

After all, school had only just started, and Sion was a transplant from out of town. His accent alone gave him away.]


But I'm not taking your place tomorrow, either. The kids want you, Sion Astal-- one of the prettiest faces to enter the high school. Not Mattie Camlann, the kid who once took a police chocobo and dressed it like a lion.

[Frowning, she reached out and wet a washcloth with the faucet and began trying to clean up the mess on his face.]

.....Okay. Where do you want me to begin?

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