keep up, keep up, cause I'm not coming down

The Warlord laughed softly at that. The flirting he might turn down, but some friendly banter was always welcome. “You did indeed, we’ll see if you're so lucky a second time” he challenged. It wasn’t often he lost, but then Sirius had been having it rough these last few months. That, and the fact he hadn’t stopped to take part in any spars for a long while. Perhaps he was getting rusty.

“You're welcome to come see the Armada. If you're looking for a place to call home, we wouldn’t turn away a capable warrior like yourself. But… perhaps we’ll patch this up and see if she notices before we cross that bridge?” He turned amused eyes to the reddish wolf.

"Sirius Fatalis"