05-22-2016, 08:50 AM
± when you feel my heat, look into my eyes ±
If he is a bit surprised he doesn’t show it, simply choosing to nod in silence as he reports that Kimber is not to blame. Well well, a first time for everything isn’t there? Not that he didn’t like the ombred female, she was just far more cheeky than he was used to and at times her antics were like nails against a chalkboard. That was probably for the best that they didn’t get along on anything but a business level, Gods know he had enough on his plate as it was. Luckily enough she was someone he could trust to have in his army, someone with leadership skills and though he hated to admit it - her sass only pushed her forward instead of holding her back or hindering her advancement. She was unafraid, she was willing, what more could he ask of them? “Good, of that I am glad,” he offers on that subject, finally deciding on the best words which were few.
When the real reason for this meeting greets his charcoal ears he nods again, “I see, the Diplomats,” taking time to consider the prospect before agreeing. It had to appear like he put some thought into things did it not? His molten eyes look the soldier over, seeming to take his entire being into consideration. Sure Arthas was non-traited but he himself had begun in the army without any traits to speak of. The male was of a good build, he seemed dedicated but if the fight was not truly in him then Killdare would be doing no one favors by holding him back.
“I see no reason why not, we do need good Diplomats...and if you truly think your talents will be best used there then by all means.” It was likely better this way, he couldn’t keep all his eggs in one basket and it wouldn’t be right to keep the man from this calling if he really felt it was the one. “I’ll make note of the new arrangements, in the meantime I hope you have the best of luck in the fields Arthas.” He meant that too, every word because he could never turn down potential members as long as long as they were made of the right stuff.
When the real reason for this meeting greets his charcoal ears he nods again, “I see, the Diplomats,” taking time to consider the prospect before agreeing. It had to appear like he put some thought into things did it not? His molten eyes look the soldier over, seeming to take his entire being into consideration. Sure Arthas was non-traited but he himself had begun in the army without any traits to speak of. The male was of a good build, he seemed dedicated but if the fight was not truly in him then Killdare would be doing no one favors by holding him back.
“I see no reason why not, we do need good Diplomats...and if you truly think your talents will be best used there then by all means.” It was likely better this way, he couldn’t keep all his eggs in one basket and it wouldn’t be right to keep the man from this calling if he really felt it was the one. “I’ll make note of the new arrangements, in the meantime I hope you have the best of luck in the fields Arthas.” He meant that too, every word because he could never turn down potential members as long as long as they were made of the right stuff.
KILLDARE
magma King of the Chamber
