[homeless; looking at concordance]

[cruentatafoedus]

[He looks amiable despite being on the mun's ass]
"Are you blinded so much by fear and distasteful unease that such an event must go unnoticed?"

[hey jackass, I'm at WoRK-]

[He waves a hand, tossing it aside -]
"Time waits for no man, and I daresay you are not want to be the exception."

[help me -] 

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has help arrived??? maybe!

[diplomatique]

Brother?

Holy Ultima plz and thank - wait...

[cruentatafoedus]

"Larsa."

[He's good at smiling and deflecting where you are concerned, little brother.]

[diplomatique]

[ a very cautious smile to you! ]

Why would your mun have cause to fear, is ought amiss?

Larsa, help. Also I apologize I'm doing this on my iPhone

[cruentatafoedus]

[He shakes his head.]<\small>
"The exact moment does escape me, I fear. The knowledge is not mine to bear for such fears are unnecessary.<\em>"

[judicatus]

I hadn't thought you so easily bound to the whims of another.

[ ordinarily he'd be much more careful to dial down the sass. but they're not exactly in archadia, are they — and he's got an axe to grind, besides. ]

Your Excellency.

U don't wanna know, Gabs

[cruentatafoedus]

[tThe use of sarcasm was never flattering, statue. He doesn't turn, voice light.]
"We are all hounded<\em> in our own ways, pray, does yours not beseech the uncanny tribulations befitting the pointless?"

[And excuse you - he has leashed himself to Archadian rule, to the benefit of their<\em> people. Or have you so easily forgotten your Oaths?]

[You don't deserve a look for that bullshit<\em>.]

[judicatus]

[ ohhhhhhhhhhhhh no he didn't — he's not an idiot, so he's not about to rise to that bait. but he is starting to get a little steamed. ]

Uncanny, perhaps. But I should think it preferable to serving the unjust.

wow, I am pleased my mobile skills didn't put you off, thank you ; w;

[cruentatafoedus]

[Neither of them are idiots, it's why they are somehow still alive and yet at the whims of people perhaps half their age and experiences.]

[Life's little ironies like - who the hell was your loyalty teacher in the Akademy? Name him and Vayne will go back in time and kill him for his failings, or at least see that he doesn't teach again, jeesh.]

"Therein lies the peculiarity - Ivalice has garnered far more attention than our deaths have warranted it - swift action is thus justified?"

it happens!

[judicatus]

[ he's learned well enough that loyalty must be justly earned — and so, too, can it be justly retracted. ]

All that I do now is with the aim of protecting and preserving Ivalice, and nothing more than that.

[ sure, finding himself drafted into a fairy war had muddied his goals quite a bit... but without any fellow shardbearers from ivalice, he has no greater objective than that. ]

aye, just a pain

[cruentatafoedus]

[There's a tease of a smile for once, and Vayne shakes his head.]
"Thus the current predicament."

[For a moment the smile sours because he does not like to be without power, unable to force the world to change once more, to see that the Emperor, his brother, to see that Archadia, his home, comes under threat. No, he's not bitter, it's just...necessary.]