[The bruises are real enough, as the blood vessels beneath Gilbert's skin expand to dump their contents, the nerves believing the injury. Though like any injury, its permanence was doubtful.]
Tis as I spake unto thee, a moment past... Ye hath nothing to offer me as ye are. As long as thou shalt have me as such, I remain allied.
Tis all ye art entitled to.
[He turns to walk down the hall, robes billowing around him.]
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Date: 2014-01-20 04:46 am (UTC)Tis as I spake unto thee, a moment past... Ye hath nothing to offer me as ye are. As long as thou shalt have me as such, I remain allied.
Tis all ye art entitled to.
[He turns to walk down the hall, robes billowing around him.]