Just like old times
10-24-2018, 05:33 PM
Oh, now there was a funny thought. "Oh no, don't tempt me to say yes, I can only imagine what saddling you with real responsibility might lead to." Probably more than a few wildfires, and other types of destruction he'd yet to imagine. Shaking his head he huffed, "I'm pretty sure you mostly kick ass and bring my name into it, but sure." He didn't want to even try to count the number of times Sephi had managed to not only create major conflict but drag him into it with her. Well, to be fair he usually got involved to try and pull her by the tail away from trouble. Never really worked out how he hoped though.
He huffed as he got a literal ass kicking, and winced as he caught another blow to his lower ribs. Oof. "How about we just sleep and trade tales tomorrow? Now that you've mentioned it suddenly... my eyes, they grow heavier by the second." Honestly he was beat, but more importantly he still needed to figure out how to even begin his story. The main problem was he only knew his side. Whatever led up to this had clearly been plotted behind his back for some time, and he had failed to notice any sign of it. Like a damn fool.
"I don't know much anyway," he admitted after a moment, growing still before heaving a sigh and continuing, "I was framed for something awful... I didn't even fucking see it coming. And Sephi... she was a part of it." He wondered if Sephira already knew the 'reason'. She probably didn't know that the love of his life was involved though. Man, he almost couldn't even handle thinking about that part. It made his whole heart feel like an open wound. "I don't know for how long but... Shit, it doesn't matter at this point. Fucker got what he wanted, didn't he..." Ig trailed off, face contorted as the anger and indignation surged through him anew. There was a time when he would have given up his position as heir willingly, but the way he'd ended up losing it... It was vendetta material, that much was certain.
He huffed as he got a literal ass kicking, and winced as he caught another blow to his lower ribs. Oof. "How about we just sleep and trade tales tomorrow? Now that you've mentioned it suddenly... my eyes, they grow heavier by the second." Honestly he was beat, but more importantly he still needed to figure out how to even begin his story. The main problem was he only knew his side. Whatever led up to this had clearly been plotted behind his back for some time, and he had failed to notice any sign of it. Like a damn fool.
"I don't know much anyway," he admitted after a moment, growing still before heaving a sigh and continuing, "I was framed for something awful... I didn't even fucking see it coming. And Sephi... she was a part of it." He wondered if Sephira already knew the 'reason'. She probably didn't know that the love of his life was involved though. Man, he almost couldn't even handle thinking about that part. It made his whole heart feel like an open wound. "I don't know for how long but... Shit, it doesn't matter at this point. Fucker got what he wanted, didn't he..." Ig trailed off, face contorted as the anger and indignation surged through him anew. There was a time when he would have given up his position as heir willingly, but the way he'd ended up losing it... It was vendetta material, that much was certain.