upon canon reviewing for tushanshu

[psychodeathfaerie]

I am glad thou art amused, child, for I will be taking repayment for this bit of mirth at my expense. "You can't knock it if it's true" does not diminish my displeasure. A deal was not discussed when the account was made, so the offer of a "game" in which to "play" is not proper compensation.

However, as you suggest, we may now enter into such an agreement. I do enjoy games. There is already much potential. A poetic boy, a former soldier, and my godson's dear apprentice. You would sacrifice them knowingly, my dear mundane, at the expense of others. Perhaps we will get along regardless of thy transgressions. We shall see.

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[nicodemus]

I'm sure you'll have no troubles at all roping in whatever few there are. [ Oh but that's an interesting little perk. He'll tilt his head a little, curiosity piqued. He doesn't really care about the others more so than one in particular. ]

Dresden's apprentice is there as well?

(Lea is hostile; mun loves you though!)

[psychodeathfaerie]

I have no intention on speaking of this matter to you.

Lea why u gotta be like dat :C But <3s for all the Dresden File peeps

[nicodemus]

[ He doesn't look too fazed by Lea's response. But then again it is Nicodemus. So have a small humorless smile in reply. ]

I had assumed as much. I doubt you or your kind would be willing to speak of such dealings with myself, as it were.

[ Because of that whole Arctis Tor thing, he knows. Actions he was quite frankly unaware of and he really is rather indignant about that whole ordeal, not to mention the implications it implies of his order. ]