Post by Thomas Steele on Aug 19, 2012 23:21:56 GMT -5
Thomas, like Azrael, wrinkled his nose at Harribel. As much as Thomas enjoyed tormenting his servant, he would never lick her...well, unless he was drinking her blood or something. He didn't watch Harribel go up the castle wall,
He found himself highly surprised that Azrael seemed to have sort of forgiven him for awakening the chosen one. He barely hid his surprise, simply raising an eyebrow (although his eyes did get slightly wider as well.)
"Yes, naturally," Thomas said in reply to Azrael, his voice calm, "In any way I can," he nodded his head respecfully to Azrael before the ancient one left.
He turned to Cora, "Make yourself scarce," he muttered to her, raking his hand through his dark hair. He had a lot on his mind. Without another word to his servant, he turned toward the castle and started to walk toward it, but paused for a second. He switched the direction he was going and walked around the side of the castle as if he wanted to go in through the front doors.
He found himself highly surprised that Azrael seemed to have sort of forgiven him for awakening the chosen one. He barely hid his surprise, simply raising an eyebrow (although his eyes did get slightly wider as well.)
"Yes, naturally," Thomas said in reply to Azrael, his voice calm, "In any way I can," he nodded his head respecfully to Azrael before the ancient one left.
He turned to Cora, "Make yourself scarce," he muttered to her, raking his hand through his dark hair. He had a lot on his mind. Without another word to his servant, he turned toward the castle and started to walk toward it, but paused for a second. He switched the direction he was going and walked around the side of the castle as if he wanted to go in through the front doors.
