[h3]Alm Drake[/h3][color=a187be]"Oh, I was just curious, it's not particularly important,"[/color] Drake would wrap my arm around Levi's, walking in away from the guild hall. [color=a187be]"You don't mind if we get a meal between the two of us first though, right? I want to make sure you won't do something utterly repulsive later,"[/color] Drake would glance up at her new date to dinner. [color=a187be]"Not that you could top Grant anyway. Two years ago, he not only came to dinner bloodstained, spent the entire time gloating about how fun killing that guy was, and made sure we all had to worry that every bite perhaps wasn't cow meat, but halfway through the meal he got in a... dispute with Solux. Gregory barely managed to break it up before they brought the building down. Dinner was smashed though. Since then Master Vale has kept a much much tighter leash on Solux, and restricts the guild dinner conversations to, what he calls, 'polite anecdotes.' No more gloating over whatever you've done last is basically what he meant, which is just fine by me."[/color]

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