[color=7ea7d8]"How about I refuse just because I know you will never get the satisfaction of saying you actually beat me in singles combat? That seems like a good way to spend the next....couple minutes or so before shut down. Besides it'll take time for me to even get out half my buffs before the admins shut us down."[/color] Grey told his sister after she promptly burst into the hall. Of all the people to come back he didn't expect her but he couldn't say he was going to let her drag him away from his friends. A lot of them, including the usually chill MaxUltra, were hesitant to allow her back in to Arce Bellum without sending the npc's after her. She left on her own choice but that ruffled the feathers of some of the heavy roleplayers. [color=7ea7d8]"You just have to have the last words when it comes to a fight huh? Well not this time anyways for once you will have to accept that this is an end to things. If mom likes you better than so be it. The uncles love me I know that for sure."[/color] Grey said lazily as he tapped the buttons on his menu as Yuna got up and walked over to him alongside Marcus, and a few of the guards. 

Claudius was down at the arena, and Hardin Sunderland, The Grand Patriarch of Arce Bellum, was in depths of the dungeons as he usually was. The key NPCs scattered about meant that it would take undue time for them to all come running for such a small thing. So as such he decided if there was truly a picture worthy moment it would need some active members of the party like his own Yuna. Marcus would have to live with his existence being foiled for the moment. With Yuna wandering over she still had her usual smile plastered on her face after putting her instrument down the crew was set to another ost for the time being. [color=7ea7d8]"The day I regret the chance to piss in my sister's cereal is a day I am in a grave ten feet underground. It's a brother's duty to do so. Besides Doux isn't her to tell her off so I'll let her complain some more if she desires."[/color] Grey said as he positioned himself next to Yuna pulling out his blade he placed the Grand Sword of the Throne on the floor in front of him. Putting his spare hand on the shoulder of his first NPC. How many years was it since he first made her? She represented a time when things were simpler for him. That was why he favored her so much in comparison to Marcus who bowed and took his own place for the picture shot. [color=7ea7d8]"If you intend to take the screenshot do it."[/color] Grey told the man.