[ percival doesn't expect anything else — this does not, however, lighten his demeanor. on the contrary, his expression hardens...he remains seated firmly in place, instead opting to reach forward and fiercely grip gaelio by the arm. ]
They are't real. Get ahold of yourself.
[ and instead of letting gaelio there...percival is going to conveniently attempt to yank him down onto the spot right beside him. sorry, gaelio. his disposition is unwavering, and he meets gaelio's gaze, eyes flickering with an ember. ]
never be sorry
They are't real. Get ahold of yourself.
[ and instead of letting gaelio there...percival is going to conveniently attempt to yank him down onto the spot right beside him. sorry, gaelio. his disposition is unwavering, and he meets gaelio's gaze, eyes flickering with an ember. ]