[09:45] <Gandr> "Are you sure about this ?"
[09:45] <Gandr> "I mean, I mean no offense, but you aren't suited for direct combat."
[09:45] <Gandr> "Shaking hips and rocking minds, sure, but this is something else entirely. You don't even know this guy, this ..."
[09:45] * Gandr is talking to Kris.
[09:45] * Gandr this is past-participate !
[09:46] *** Shyft changed nick to Kris
[09:46] <Kris> "Direct combat? No, not really. But I'm a Solar, I'm not made of glass."
[09:46] * Gandr waves his hand in that particular "what's-his-name-can't-bother-remembering-him" gesture
[09:46] * Gandr smiles.
[09:47] <Gandr> "You're made of DANCE."
[09:47] <Gandr> "And sex."
[09:47] <Gandr> "But mostly dance.
[09:47] * Kris snrks.
[09:47] <Gandr> "I'm just ...
[09:47] <Gandr> "
[09:48] * Gandr if Gandr was going to say anything, it would be "just really uncomfortable with this". He doesn't, though. He's really uncomfortable, obviously.
[09:48] * Kris nods softly and gives the big guy a hug. "I'll be fine Gandr."
[09:48] * Gandr startles for a moment, unused to the affection.
[09:48] <Gandr> "... !"
[09:49] * Gandr then gives in to it, and puts his arms around the girly thing.
[09:50] * Kris creaks ominously. "Erk! Gandr... I'm not made of Orichalcum either!"
[09:50] <Gandr> "!"
[09:50] * Kris pulls back and smiles, laughing. "Just kidding!"
[09:50] * Gandr eases up on it, trying to find the right balance between hugging affectionately and not crushing Kris.
[09:50] <Gandr> "Sorry ..."
[09:50] <Gandr> "I'm ...
[09:50] <Gandr> "
[09:51] <Gandr> "You ARE made of Devil's Gold, though."
[09:51] * Gandr shifts on his feet, trying to see if Kris gets the joke.
[09:52] * Kris smiles even brighter. "Flatterer."
[09:53] <Kris> "Listen, Gandr', it's OK, you like me, you care about me."
[09:53] <Gandr> "Aw shucks ... "
[09:53] * Gandr shuts up.
[09:54] <Kris> "Listen, when I get back, how about we go somewhere, Nexus maybe, find something nightmarishly alcoholic, and have a drink?"
[09:54] * Gandr lightens up like a bonfire.
[09:54] <Gandr> "I ... I'd really like to.
[09:55] * Kris grins. "I'd like to as well, thats why I suggested it."
[09:55] <Gandr> "oh... you di-"
[09:55] * Gandr something dawns on Gandr.
[09:55] <Gandr> "Oh."
[09:55] <Gandr> "OH."
[09:56] * Gandr turns left, then interrupts himself mid-motion.
[09:56] * Gandr turns right, then interrupts himself again. The big man, normally completely in control of his every move, seems flabbergasted.
[09:57] * Kris pulls back and starts to snicker, then giggle, then laugh out loud. "Hahahaha...This is adorable... hahahahah."
[09:57] * Gandr blushes red.
[09:58] * Gandr laughs a little, trying to get a feel for it.
[10:00] * Kris hugs the big man again, pressing her face against his chest. "Gandr, I'll be fine, it's just a dragonblood. Probably some useless functionary or diplomat."
[10:01] * Gandr embraces Kris with his hands sort-of around between her shoulderblades. The size difference makes it more like some sort of crouching leaning motion, but he does it anyway.
[10:02] <Gandr> "Just ... be careful, okay ?"
[10:02] <Kris> "Who needs to be careful when you're just this damn awesome? And hot?"
[10:02] * Kris grins impishly
[10:03] * Gandr holds Kris away from himself at arm's length, studying her jokingly.
[10:03] <Gandr> "I'd say we're dealing with a Class 5 hotness, suitable for mass warfare and large-scale siege encounters."
[10:03] * Kris blushes furiously.
[10:03] <Gandr> "To be frank, it's a waste to spend such a weapon on a single diplomat."
[10:04] * Kris shrugs. "Altair wants the guy dead."
[10:04] * Gandr says this in his usual deadpan, as if Kris was just another engine of massive destruction.
[10:04] <Gandr> "Altair wants lots of things."
[10:04] <Gandr> "He wants ME to kill some krayshat fairy. I'd do that anyway."
[10:04] * Gandr turns serious.
[10:05] <Gandr> "Why he's sending you to Chiaroscuro, of all places ..."
[10:05] <Kris> "Yeah... Do me a favor, If you get back before I do, put the thumbscrews on that god, get him to tell you WHY we're doing all of this. Beyond legend building."
[10:05] * Gandr levels eye to eye with Kris.
[10:05] <Gandr> "I will."
[10:07] <Gandr> "I think it's time you get going, eh."
[10:07] * Gandr reluctantly lets go.
[10:07] <Kris> "Yeah..."
[10:07] <Kris> before he completely lets go, she stands on her toes and gives him a kiss on the cheek. "Kick that fae's ass."
[10:08] <Gandr> "It doesn't stand a chance."
[10:08] * Gandr grins and winks.
[10:08] <Gandr> "You too, girl."
[10:09] * Kris twirls and heads for the door, grabbing a bag full of supplies leaning against the wall, her hips swaying. "See you later, Gandr."
[10:09] <Gandr> "Yeah ... see you later, Kris."
[10:09] * Gandr waves kinda lamely. He's ... sort of entranced by her incredible ... exit.
[10:17] * Gandr sits himself down on a chair.
[10:17] * Gandr whistles to noone in particular.
[10:17] * Gandr waits.
[10:17] * Gandr checks the time by the sunlight outside ... it's been too long already.
[10:17] * Gandr waits.
[10:17] <Gandr> "And waits."
[10:18] <@Clarence|ST> A letter arrives. From the Guild.
[10:18] * Gandr reads guild, arrives letter.
[10:19] * Gandr Uh.
[10:20] <@Clarence|ST> It contains bad news and worse news, but which is which is entirely subjective. First, The Realm is invading, and they done so with Chairoscuro as their first objective. Second, Kris is dead.
[10:21] * Gandr is wat
[10:22] <@Clarence|ST> She was killed in a duel with the Officer of the Realm Fleet. The one she was sent to kill.
[10:23] * Gandr twitches a little.
[10:23] * Gandr teeters between wanting to fucking MURDER Altair.
[10:23] * Gandr and fucking MURDER that ... THAT GUY.
[10:24] * Gandr In any case the rest of the letter is crushed to a fine gritty dust in Gandr's fist.
[10:25] * Gandr stands up, unclenches his fist.
[10:25] * Gandr takes a deep breath and walks outside.
[10:26] * Gandr recalls the one important thing from the letter, and burns it firmly into his mind.
[10:26] <Gandr> "Akier Ragara."
[10:27] * Gandr licks his teeth and lips as he says it,
[10:27] * Gandr as to taste the man who bears the name.
[10:27] <Gandr> "Akier Ragara ..."
[10:27] <Gandr> "Nice name for a dead man."
[10:27] <Gandr> "Do you hear me ?"
[10:28] * Gandr 's voice builds on and on, gathering strength like a nightmarish storm of the apocalypse.
[10:28] <Gandr> "Do you hear me ?!"
[10:28] <Gandr> "Akier Ragara ! I AM COMING FOR YOU, AKIER !"
[10:29] * Gandr 's voice rolls out from him like a shockwave, thick with the promise of blood and sorrows; an oddly precise feeling, leaving all who hear it with the exact number of seconds left for 'Ragara, Akier' to live in.
[10:32] * Gandr takes a step.
[10:32] * Gandr looks at his forward-thrust foot, curious.
[10:33] * Gandr thinks that it is a strange feeling, taking a step in the name of something so very personal.
[10:33] * Gandr takes another step, and then another, before breaking into a run.
[10:33] * Gandr will probably come to like the feel of revenge yet.
[10:37] * Gandr the day stretches into night, and Gandr does not tire.
[10:37] * Gandr the night's eye shines on him, and Gandr does not tire.
[10:38] * Gandr the night gives way to the daylight again, his eternal patron shining on him, and Gandr does not tire.
[10:39] * Gandr the sun stares at him from its vantage point, neither condemning nor approving, and Gandr does not tire.
[10:39] * Gandr the day turns into night, and the night turns into day, and again, and again, untill everything is a mindless blur, and Gandr does not tire.
[10:46] * Gandr His legs pound the earth under him again and again, ceaseless in their motion, each step bringing him closer to the blood of his enemy; to Gandr, it might as well have been a delightfully relaxing theater rehearsal; he sees nothing, hears nothing, knows nothing but the simple fact that there is distance yet between him and this one foe.