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is it just a me problem where you own all the art/office supplies in your house so you basically become the pencil cartel
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One of your issues with Fallout 4 is you're not playing Fallout: New Vegas
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That's me. I also go by Anvil.
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Sparhawk gestured behind him, in the general direction of his shaggy animal. "I have my horse--He follows me around even I tell him not to. Rebellious beast. Even if I couldn't get two more for you, Mira would no doubt try to steal some." He shrugged. "I'm sure my Lord can spare a few horses. He only has a dozen or so." His tone had waxed sarcastic, as it often did.
"We can meet up at the tavern--over by main gate, called the Grand Vale. It won't be busy when we get there. I'll bring some horses for you both and some supplies. Just try to stay out of trouble at least until we leave the city, huh? Because I won't have to arrest you outside the city walls. So let's try to avoid that. I don't exactly enjoy throwing old friends in prison."
"We can meet up at the tavern--over by main gate, called the Grand Vale. It won't be busy when we get there. I'll bring some horses for you both and some supplies. Just try to stay out of trouble at least until we leave the city, huh? Because I won't have to arrest you outside the city walls. So let's try to avoid that. I don't exactly enjoy throwing old friends in prison."
AMAZING
"Ah." T'vor replied, nodding in understanding. "I suppose it is more efficient since you're already going that way, hm?" the question was rhetorical, but he relinquished his plate. His head turned to look towards the eatery's entrance, and suddenly he appeared to be alert again, as if glimpsing the outdoors had woken him up for some odd reason. "Excuse me. It has gotten later than I thought. Both of you get some sleep, there'll be plenty more work tomorrow." he told the two of them. Then he made his way back outside. It was time.
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"I doubt very much that you could possibly know what is 'pleasing' to me, Princess. So you may as well forget your plan. Now if you're quite done, I must ask you to leave now. I'm busy." Sephiroth informed her blandly. He about to return to his food when a dragon's head poked through his tent flap.
It was T'vor.
"...Yes?" Sephiroth asked. T'vor looked between the prince and princess, his face unreadable. "...My Lord. Are you ready?" he asked. The other nodded. "My apologies, I'd forgotten. I got interrupted. I can come now." He replied. Once more, he set his plate aside and stood, before taking up a long scabbard from beside his cot and following the man out, but T'vor went back inside for a moment.
"Try not to irritate him too much, hm? You're not winning yourself any favors, from that last bit of conversation that I overheard." he told the princess. He then addressed the dragons. "You four might enjoy this." He said, then scooped them up in one arm and carried them back out.
"You shouldn't leave them behind, my Lord. You ought to keep them with you so they may learn." he said.
"Oh, right. My apologies, dragonlets." Sephiroth replied. The two of them headed off away from his tent. When they were out of earshot, T'vor spoke once more.
"It wouldn't hurt you to try to be a bit more patient with her."
"The whole thing is ridiculous. To think Chaos and Order trying to get along... It's madness."
"You haven't killed each other yet, have you? With that line of thinking, you'd assume that you'd be at each other's throats the moment you set eyes on the other. Yet you've managed to keep yourself together fairly well. Both of you."
"It certainly hasn't become a physical fight yet. But there is still a fight. She made a simple request--that I show her how to rule without imploding her people's civilization. That is all. Now she wants to convolute things and make a bargain with me. I have neither the time nor the inclination to deal with her vile schemes. If she wants to play games, she can find someone else to amuse her. I have far better things to do, and that is the end of it. I've had enough of her wasting my time." Sephiroth's tone of voice indicated he was done talking about the subject.
"Hm. Clearly then, relations are far more strained between our two peoples than we were originally striving for. A truce may be much more difficult to maintain at this rate, Sephiroth."
"I'm not surprised."
"Of course not."
By then, they had reached their destination. The clearing by the lake. T'vor set the four small dragons down on the large boulder that sat near the shore, and both men drew weapons. A sword in the hand of the prince, and a lance in the hand of the dragon man.
In a flash, the two men met, weapons striking sparks against each other.
The two of them sparred skillfully.
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"I doubt very much that you could possibly know what is 'pleasing' to me, Princess. So you may as well forget your plan. Now if you're quite done, I must ask you to leave now. I'm busy." Sephiroth informed her blandly. He about to return to his food when a dragon's head poked through his tent flap.
It was T'vor.
"...Yes?" Sephiroth asked. T'vor looked between the prince and princess, his face unreadable. "...My Lord. Are you ready?" he asked. The other nodded. "My apologies, I'd forgotten. I got interrupted. I can come now." He replied. Once more, he set his plate aside and stood, before taking up a long scabbard from beside his cot and following the man out, but T'vor went back inside for a moment.
"Try not to irritate him too much, hm? You're not winning yourself any favors, from that last bit of conversation that I overheard." he told the princess. He then addressed the dragons. "You four might enjoy this." He said, then scooped them up in one arm and carried them back out.
"You shouldn't leave them behind, my Lord. You ought to keep them with you so they may learn." he said.
"Oh, right. My apologies, dragonlets." Sephiroth replied. The two of them headed off away from his tent. When they were out of earshot, T'vor spoke once more.
"It wouldn't hurt you to try to be a bit more patient with her."
"The whole thing is ridiculous. To think Chaos and Order trying to get along... It's madness."
"You haven't killed each other yet, have you? With that line of thinking, you'd assume that you'd be at each other's throats the moment you set eyes on the other. Yet you've managed to keep yourself together fairly well. Both of you."
"It certainly hasn't become a physical fight yet. But there is still a fight. She made a simple request--that I show her how to rule without imploding her people's civilization. That is all. Now she wants to convolute things and make a bargain with me. I have neither the time nor the inclination to deal with her vile schemes. If she wants to play games, she can find someone else to amuse her. I have far better things to do, and that is the end of it. I've had enough of her wasting my time." Sephiroth's tone of voice indicated he was done talking about the subject.
"Hm. Clearly then, relations are far more strained between our two peoples than we were originally striving for. A truce may be much more difficult to maintain at this rate, Sephiroth."
"I'm not surprised."
"Of course not."
By then, they had reached their destination. The clearing by the lake. T'vor set the four small dragons down on the large boulder that sat near the shore, and both men drew weapons. A sword in the hand of the prince, and a lance in the hand of the dragon man.
In a flash, the two men met, weapons striking sparks against each other.
The two of them sparred skillfully.
You're hired, I can't start working on it yet though because I'm out of state. When I'm back we can do some planning!
T'vor didn't seem to be paying attention. After a moment, he roused himself, and looked over at Azurael.
"...Did you say something?" He asked. Ordinarily one might think he was making fun, but the tone of his voice was serious.
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"Forget my own faults, Princess, I am very well aware of them, and how I choose to deal with them is my own business. The fact of the matter is that I don't trust you. Or many others, for that matter. So unless you want to tell me what exactly your ominous plan is, you can forget about it."
Sephiroth was beginning to get a headache. A truce was all very well and good, but he frankly didn't want any of her meddling, and he certainly wasn't going to agree to anything with her unless he knew exactly what it was he was agreeing to. He cut a portion of meat into small bits to feed to the dragons.
Honestly, to think she'd have the audacity to bargain with him. He wasn't some sales clerk!
"...Did you say something?" He asked. Ordinarily one might think he was making fun, but the tone of his voice was serious.
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"Forget my own faults, Princess, I am very well aware of them, and how I choose to deal with them is my own business. The fact of the matter is that I don't trust you. Or many others, for that matter. So unless you want to tell me what exactly your ominous plan is, you can forget about it."
Sephiroth was beginning to get a headache. A truce was all very well and good, but he frankly didn't want any of her meddling, and he certainly wasn't going to agree to anything with her unless he knew exactly what it was he was agreeing to. He cut a portion of meat into small bits to feed to the dragons.
Honestly, to think she'd have the audacity to bargain with him. He wasn't some sales clerk!
"Not at all. He was certainly confused, which is how I learned of it, but he seems more than willing to care for them." T'vor replied. He returned to his food.
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Sephiroth's irritated scowl turned instead to a look of suspicion. "Why are you bent on overcomplicating things? This was never a bargain, Princess. If I had wanted your help for anything I would have asked for it. What makes you think I need your help now, hm?"
To think Order and Chaos were actually discussing terms of aid--it was preposterous. The irony of it might have made him laugh under other circumstances.
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Sephiroth's irritated scowl turned instead to a look of suspicion. "Why are you bent on overcomplicating things? This was never a bargain, Princess. If I had wanted your help for anything I would have asked for it. What makes you think I need your help now, hm?"
To think Order and Chaos were actually discussing terms of aid--it was preposterous. The irony of it might have made him laugh under other circumstances.
"Rocks hatch when they happen to have dragonlets inside them, boy." T'vor explained. There was a small smirk of amusement on his face. "And you gave them to your Lord. The four of them are all quite devoted to him for the time being. It's rather amusing, really."
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Sephiroth's expression was flat. "Don't patronize me, Princess. Unlike you, this is a curse I've had to live with my entire life, and trust me--death would have been a blessing. But I know better--anyone else running around with Chaos inside them might not treat it as carefully as I try to. Do you think I want my crown either, Princess? Knowing what I might do? No. You will lead the Angels, I'll have no part of that. You asked me to teach you how, and I will, but that is all I'll do for you. If you are not going to follow up, then my work here is done. But make up your mind, Princess, because I do not like wasting time. So do you want my help, or not? That is the only thing you need to concern yourself with as of this moment."
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Sephiroth's expression was flat. "Don't patronize me, Princess. Unlike you, this is a curse I've had to live with my entire life, and trust me--death would have been a blessing. But I know better--anyone else running around with Chaos inside them might not treat it as carefully as I try to. Do you think I want my crown either, Princess? Knowing what I might do? No. You will lead the Angels, I'll have no part of that. You asked me to teach you how, and I will, but that is all I'll do for you. If you are not going to follow up, then my work here is done. But make up your mind, Princess, because I do not like wasting time. So do you want my help, or not? That is the only thing you need to concern yourself with as of this moment."
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