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[ledbythewind]

[Anyone who happens to walk by on the road beside House 28 this evening will be treated to a rather unusual sight: a cloud of fireflies hovering around the front lawn, greenish-yellow lights flickering as they fly back and forth, following the movement of a tiny orb of light.

Closer inspection reveals the source of said orb of light as Richard, who is seated in the grass-- he's using a tiny bit of Hyt's power to combine with his own magic (the base for a Holy Lance, not that he's going to cast the entire thing), creating a soft white glowing sphere that hovers a couple of inches above his finger. As he moves his hand to trace mindless patterns in the night air, the orb follows it, and the fireflies follow that in a parade of blinking lights. Richard can't quite hide his amusement at this, reflected in the slight smile on his face. It may be an odd way to spend one's birthday, but to Richard, it's more than fine-- not that he doesn't appreciate what Asbel and the others have done for him. He just needs a little time to himself to unwind after all of that.

But if anyone wanders by, he'll be happy to converse with them. He wouldn't be in a public place if he didn't feel like talking to anyone, after all.]

Comments

[musubi]

What can I say? I'm a top notch actor.

[ledbythewind]

Should I be worried about any other hidden talents you might be concealing from me?

[musubi]

You mean like how I can craft neutron bombs in my spare time?

[ledbythewind]

Neutron bombs?

[... nope, he has no idea what those are.]

[musubi]

...Nevermind. Forgot that joke would be lost on you.

[ledbythewind]

[He shakes his head.]

I'm presuming the implication has something to do with a high level of intelligence.

[musubi]

Yeah, sure. We'll just leave it at that.

[ledbythewind]

[Richard just chuckles.

The castle is taking decent shape by now-- it's not the most elegant castle ever (and it may be a teeny bit lopsided), but it's clearly recognizable as what it's supposed to be, and Richard looks pleased with himself.]

[musubi]

[Isamu gives it a look over.]

Not too shabby.

[ledbythewind]

Thank you. Perhaps there's a career in sculpting ahead of me yet.

[Someday. In the very distant future.]

[musubi]

Or at least a hobby.

[ledbythewind]

I could always use more of those...

[musubi]

No shit.

[He's still smiling as he says this.]

[ledbythewind]

In that case, I'll just have to find more things to inflict on you.

[musubi]

[That just earns Richard a roll of the eyes.]

[ledbythewind]

[WOW, YOU'RE NO FUN. But that's okay, it's not like he plans on asking before inflicting anyway.]