Depresso Espresso
Hello There - Ahh, General Kenobi
Raphael Moreau
"...Come on in," I said grimly. I didn't have to open the door to tell it was an Elite who wanted to seek my audience. They speak with royal tone, with pompousness, with mien of a lord or lady. With a flick of a wrist, I had changed the room from a dormitory to a meeting room. It wasn't too lavish, but it was good enough. I'd sit on one side, waiting for the visitor to enter. Naturally, with the thoughts of an Elite coming on in, I immediately thought of places of escape, routes of attack, calls for reinforcements. After that, I'd be waiting. After all, sometimes the best choice for one such as I... is to not move at all.
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[SIZE= 26px]Caspian De Sol[/SIZE]
(( I woke up literally 2 minutes ago. Perfect timing. ))
Caspian heard his voice, as well as the sense of magic changing the room even before she opened the door. She opened the door normally without hesitation, stepping in and closing the door behind herself. She looked around the room and gave a small sigh, "If you would please change this back to a dormitory room. I personnaly don't like meeting rooms very much..." She said in an annoyed tone as she rested her hands on the hilt of her sword, pulling her black open backed leather gloves further onto her hand. She turned her attention to the person known as "Raphael" looking into his eyes, she saw him already planning his escape and attack routes, "And, if you would be so kind as to not look at me like i have a target painted on my head i would owe you quite a bit." She said in another annoyed tone as she kept contact with his eyes.