- Seriously? Why are you so serious?
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- Come on. Oh, Yun-kun, hello, - he walks into the corridor. - What's the matter?
- Did you know that this outfit originated in Calcite, specifically in the cult of the goddess of fortune, Shiris? Well, I think that such a wise and educated woman as you might have been aware of this... But, in general, I tried to depict her here. However... It's a bit strange that this clothing doesn't quite match the southern fashion, don't you think? So, while I was working on this drawing, I had an idea: what if this costume was brought to Anuzish by aliens?
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- Because I'm the leader, and my seriousness compensates for the lack of seriousness of everyone else, but that doesn't stop me from smiling, see, - the girl showed her fangs. - Listen, you've helped us a lot, especially Beate, look how happy she is, but... M, what are your further wishes? We could really use a couple of extra skilled hands, if you tell us about yourself, and I approve your candidacy. And if you are interested in working in a multitasking combat unit under the flag of Her Highness, and soon Her Majesty. Or are you just here out of curiosity, like a cat or a kitten, peeking into someone else's house, to see if there's anything there, any toys, will they feed you? ) You listened to us a little, now let us listen to you, an equal exchange, m? )
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- Want me to tell you where I got these scars?..
Before the uninvited guest could continue, someone knocked on the main door of the Carnelian headquarters.
He goes to open the door, and it's the second "Who's there?" this evening.
-- What, what scars? ) Oh, just a moment, let me open it.
He starts opening the door, which is already the second one this evening, and asks, "Who's there?".
-- Hmm, good evening, and who am "I"? ) -- normally, Erathia would have recognized him, but this voice, which she couldn't immediately associate with her memory, was either familiar or not... Well, she could pretend she was just playing a game with the person behind the door, if it really was someone she knew.
—An entire book? I hadn't even considered such an ambitious project... Hmm... It would certainly help me achieve several important goals at once... And my fellow countrymen could help describe the cultural aspects that I might miss... But at the very least, it would require the right mindset to realistically assess my strengths and capabilities. —For everyone except Alaria, the last sentence likely didn't mean anything specific. —I will definitely give this some thought; thank you for such an interesting suggestion, —he thanked his comrade.
"If you think about it, my acquaintance with Celiad, who was similar in character to Klin, began right on a construction site, but then our paths diverged, and he, as far as I've heard, fell victim to dark forces. It would be very symbolic when, in the epilogue, I go with my good friend, who has overcome the darkness that tormented him, to restore Kridear, as a volunteer builder. Just like in good stories."
- Guess in two tries.
Hmm, the voice is male. She couldn't mistake the voice of the Master or Amchik (but if that's not the case, and the voices were similar, let the world correct me). Does it sound like Tai Manin? Like Dionysus? Like Toscoslav? Like Ogma? There didn't seem to be much point in the other options. Oh, but there was also Shao, but would he just appear like that? But still, it can be compared.
"Guyon, are you okay? You can leave if you want; it's been a long day," Beata said, placing a hand on his shoulder.
"No, I'm fine, I'll stay," he waved her off.
Beata shook her head and backed away from Guyon, instead focusing on the door.
I suddenly remembered how I went to a creative chat meetup on a Saturday, and there were three times more people than I expected. While the main crowd dispersed, I sat in a corner, blending in with a pile of backpacks, and complained that I hated people =D
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