Marisbilly Animusphere was a busy man. As one of the great Lords of the Clock Tower, in charge of Astronomy, he was understandably occupied. Although rarely he could be found in this organization. It was a mystery why he decided to report himself as the winner, and not just say somebody else won as was the original plan. But the original planned included leaving nobody alive. And facing children as Masters, he might have no scruples but something tug Marisbilly to not be so ruthless in front of him.
The man with a name now. A mouthful name. Romani Archaman. A name that would make him more flustered when he developed his emotions enough to feel such thing. Doctor Roman, Marisbilly had said, despite he was only a medical student doing his thesis. A young man who couldn't be older than twenty. He sat staring at the smoking man calmly. He hadn't changed that much since his wish yet. He had a perpetual pleasant smile and patience even if the chimney prickled his nose. He hadn't yet decided if he liked, disliked or tolerate that smell.
Lord El Melloi II. He didn't know him. But Marisbilly seemed to trust him enough to put him in his hands while he and Professor Lev Lainur took care of their affairs.
"Uhh, If you don't mind," Romani started, scratching the back of his head in an apologetic manner. His hair was short for the medical practice in the University, but he was planning to grow it again in the future. Marisbilly said it was good because it meant he developed a preference. His first one after Japanese sweets and books about romanticism. "I'm curious." That's the easiest emotion to grasp. Admittedly, he was curious about the magi of this era, even with his current lack of magic circuits. "It's my first time without Professor Lev or Marisbilly." He didn't bat an eyelash at the casual way he addressed the Lord of the Animusphere.
He didn't press, nevertheless, he simply observed him and waited what he'd say or do. He could take the tea offer, or the library one. He loved books. Silence also looked like an attractive choice. When everything was new, there were no bad options.
/AUing this
The man with a name now. A mouthful name. Romani Archaman. A name that would make him more flustered when he developed his emotions enough to feel such thing. Doctor Roman, Marisbilly had said, despite he was only a medical student doing his thesis. A young man who couldn't be older than twenty. He sat staring at the smoking man calmly. He hadn't changed that much since his wish yet. He had a perpetual pleasant smile and patience even if the chimney prickled his nose. He hadn't yet decided if he liked, disliked or tolerate that smell.
Lord El Melloi II. He didn't know him. But Marisbilly seemed to trust him enough to put him in his hands while he and Professor Lev Lainur took care of their affairs.
"Uhh, If you don't mind," Romani started, scratching the back of his head in an apologetic manner. His hair was short for the medical practice in the University, but he was planning to grow it again in the future. Marisbilly said it was good because it meant he developed a preference. His first one after Japanese sweets and books about romanticism. "I'm curious." That's the easiest emotion to grasp. Admittedly, he was curious about the magi of this era, even with his current lack of magic circuits. "It's my first time without Professor Lev or Marisbilly." He didn't bat an eyelash at the casual way he addressed the Lord of the Animusphere.
He didn't press, nevertheless, he simply observed him and waited what he'd say or do. He could take the tea offer, or the library one. He loved books. Silence also looked like an attractive choice. When everything was new, there were no bad options.