not awkward in the slightest

*Recluse* · Updated 04/30/23:

Oh? Well this was interesting, Recluse hadn't expected to hear this voice at her border, well, nearly ever again. She suspected that Azure was nervous she'd call in her favor and probably would have avoided her out of a misguided hope that she'd forget. Luckily for him perhaps she'd ended up pregnant without meaning to and it had bought him at least one year where her mind would be turned elsewhere. Or well it would have been had he not arrived at her border and called for her.

Recluse had been gently playing with Ichor when the call had gone up and she'd gotten to her paws, telling her son to go find Viscera and play with him while she dealt with some business. She'd noticed he hadn't listened all the way down the mountain and only stopped once Azure was in sight but still far enough away he wouldn't hear her gently scolding her son off. He bounced on his toes and excitedly told her that the boy he'd won his first tournament fight against had had the same eye marking. Ah so that solved the mystery of the children she'd been unable to see well enough to identify beyond being from Armada. With Ichor finally shooed off (or at least with him far enough way while he pretended not to be watching that he wouldn't be able to hear this business) she approached the Fatalis man.

"Azure," She began, "my son tells me congratulations are in order. Apparently the family resemblance is strong." Her tone was friendly, slightly teasing towards the end but she would not open with any flirtations, instead it was clear she was approaching him and offering him an equal playing field in stark contrast to their last meeting. "To what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?"

"Speech"

Login
Username:
Password:	Lost Password?
	Remember me