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Post by Vinestar on Dec 16, 2012 23:25:27 GMT -5
"Indeed." Sweeping out of the room at a brisk yet unhurried pace, the mage peered into the bright noon sky to behold a new land- one with sweeping meadows and windmills. Roads meandered from the dock and over the rolling hills in the picturesque distance. It looked a lot like the environs of a postcard, really.
"We should secure transport, my lord." Primly pushing her glasses (which was just there for aesthetics), the mage held up an umbrella over the crossdresser. Sometimes it seemed that Grey got a bit too carried away with her acting. Those that didn't know the girl before would have sworn that she was so straight-laced and no nonsense that there might have been something shoved put in a specific nether region.
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Post by Tachi on Dec 17, 2012 2:19:07 GMT -5
The king couldn't help but smile a little at their surroundings. It looked so serene. Unfortunately, they weren't exactly here to enjoy the sights. Sighing, he turned his attention to his knight. "Right." he replied, glancing around. Even after so long, Tachi still found the way Grey could act like this kind of amazing, especially considering how she had been acting mere minutes ago.
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Post by Vinestar on Dec 17, 2012 23:50:48 GMT -5
"Would you like to rest at an inn first or disembark and travel immediately, sire?" Grey asked, procuring a guidebook from within the depths of her robes. The magus' clothes must have had a lot of secret pockets dotting the inside since she had on hand quite a few articles of miscellaneous objects. "I heard that they have high quality pies here." The secretar stated, leafing through the pages.
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Post by Tachi on Dec 18, 2012 0:40:51 GMT -5
"Huh?" The king paused and contemplated what the mage had said for a moment, "Well, this place looks pretty nice, so I wouldn't mind staying a night. And I guess I'm a little hungry, ehe." He leaned towards Grey a little, trying to peek at the guidebook over her shoulder. Hopefully the pies wouldn't have anything too strange in them.
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Post by Vinestar on Jan 1, 2013 21:45:33 GMT -5
Snapping her book shut quietly (but not before Tach saw a brief flash of pastry slice heaven) as to not ruin the surprise of the tour, Grey pushed the spectacles slightly higher up the bridge of her nose before walking off into the distance. "Very well, I shall rent a room in the best inn." Glasses glinting in the sunlight, the secretary began walking down the length of the street- parting the sea of people before her like a knife through butter. After entering a rather colorful building labeled "The Cerulean Flute", Grey came back out and waved to her master, the anxious face of the establishment's owner hovering behind the quiet magus.
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