Justice (
whatisright) wrote2017-09-17 01:15 am
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[Messages meant for Justice's communicator, or people visiting him.
Please mention method of contact and time of contact.]
Please mention method of contact and time of contact.]

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He takes a step closer and reaches out to straighten Justice's hair out a bit. Messiness could be attractive, if it was a charming messiness. A couple swipes with the mage's fingers and he steps back again to consider the whole picture.
And he's fairly certain his heart skips a momentary beat.]
Andraste's tits... [He slung his arm around Riona's waist.]
I do believe we've outdone ourselves. [Shooting a smirk to Justice.] With your help, of course.
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I dare say we did. We're geniuses. [She laughs.] And Justice the master builder. Take a look in the mirror, Justice. What do you think?
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Anders and Riona seem very proud of this whole thing, but when Justice looks at the mirror... he doesn't get it.]
I resemble a living human man, but not any other living human man in particular. Thank you. This is satisfactory for my purposes.
[And... that's it. He turns to give them another slightly puzzled look because he doesn't understand why this is such a big deal. While his face may have changed drastically, his expressions haven't really. He still looks like he's glaring at everything he looks at, and any shifts tend to be subtle and around the eyes or the corners of his mouth.]
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[And that's about all the insight Anders is willing to offer. He's not about to try and explain the complexities of society and being attractive to a spirit that would just look at him like he'd grown a second head.]