[ flat waits, sitting cross-legged until Berserker is sitting beside him to lay down on his back, arms behind his head.
his name, huh? well that would be a complicated issue. he wonders for a second if he should be one hundred percent honest with his servant, but...no, not now. his given name hasn't been part of his identity in years, and it won't start now. ]
I'm Flat Escardos, sir! From the El-Melloi School of Modern Magecraft!
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lay down on his back, arms behind his head.
his name, huh? well that would be a complicated issue. he wonders for a second if he should be one hundred percent honest with his servant, but...no, not now. his given name hasn't been part of his identity in years, and it won't start now. ]
I'm Flat Escardos, sir! From the El-Melloi School of Modern Magecraft!