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#50
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Rainbowfox Ari
The Weaver of Tales
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Being woken up early was one thing. Being woken up by a blaring female voice in his head that wasn't Lady Catherine. Right, there was that. Yawning a bit, he stretched, clawed for his phone groggily, and studied the clock. The pronouncement couldn't have come a little later than five in the morning? He groaned, rolled back over, sighed, and pushed himself out of bed, blinking blearily and waiting for his mind to catch up to his surroundings and take stock of what had just been said. Two days? Right. He and Lady Catherine had some work to do.
"Lady, are you about?" he asked, getting out of bed, and starting to get dressed. He chose something a little less flamboyant, since most of his clothes were still packed. A quick check of his e-mails on his phone showed that the house had been purchased, and paperwork and the like was in the process of being filed. It would be a while before they could move in - but it was at least in progress.
War, huh? In any war, preparation was key. He knew that there were spells he could perform, and he also knew he had to do them before any big battles. It was time to get to work. He made sure that Catherine was aware of where he was, before fishing out his jewelry-making box, and starting to thread some beads on a wire. "I'm going to make some jewels for us. To prepare for this thing. I need YOU to make sure there are any other Masters or Servants around here that might be able to eavesdrop." he told Catherine. "Since it's been forbidden to fight, just report to me where they are - we'll deal with them at the commencement."
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Posted 01-22-2017, 02:11 PM
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