orientation ♔ to shake fists at the sky

[luthir]

♬ Reasons Why - Nickel Creek

WHO || Luthir, Morgan, open if people want to bang into them, just threadjack wherever.
WHAT || Luthir meets with his squire
WHERE || Knight's HQ, Morgan'sroom
WHEN || Tuesday morning, April 17th
HOW || Actionspam

[ Usually Luthir is nothing if not punctual. However, considering what had happened on his last mission, losing a team member, and having to deal with a crisis that might have pitted three species against one another in a major war effort, well... he's been distracted.

So first thing this morning, he's rapping with quiet insistence upon the door of his squire's room. ]]

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SAME ICON BECAUSE I HAVEN'T DONE THE TRICK YET

[uponwildwaves]

Oh, good.

[He leans in, the glint turning into a full-fledged mischievous look.]

You won't tell the owner, will you?

it's ok, luthir has like one expression

[luthir]

He won't hear it from me.

[uponwildwaves]

Much appreciated.

[luthir]

So on a more practical note, what would you call your skills?

[uponwildwaves]

Rusty, actually. I've tried not to use them for quite some time now.

[luthir]

Retired? Or something else?

[uponwildwaves]

Self-imposed exile would be more accurate.

[luthir]

And what drives a man to such extremes?

[uponwildwaves]

Control. Or lack thereof I suppose.

[luthir]

Then you mean to assert some sense of control over your life through becoming a Knight?

[uponwildwaves]

[A singular laughs escapes him as he reaches up to scratch a temple.]

In a sense. To be honest I thought it safer for others if I were to have Knights close by to... subdue me.

[luthir]

[ he pauses at a corner, glancing at morgan with what looks like amusement ] That's my job, is it?