I wrote a whole wall of text yesterday, but my modem wasn't co-operating with me. The post never did get published. There goes my wall of text, down the gutter. Oh well, no big deal.

I suppose it was only a matter of time before I ended up doing a Kalafina blogskin, no? The colour theme wasn't exactly what I had in mind, but I'm just too lazy to change it now. Haha. Changing means more hours of messing around with photoshop and tweaking the html codes. No thank you. I'll stick with this; at least it's not awful. It could've turned out much, much worse I guess. Gotta be happy with what you churn out in the end. Haha.

And this is as far as I've gotten in my fanfic. It isn't far. It's only chapter 2. Oh noez! I'm procrastinating again!

Lucius heard the faint swish-swish of her robes as she came up to him. She was barely his height. He couldn’t help but look into her vibrant emerald eyes. A Breton. Neither Orane nor Ahdareeq had mentioned that she was a Breton. Weren’t Bretons magically-inclined?

It suddenly struck him that he was face-to-face with the Brotherhood’s honoured Listener. Immediately he stuttered, “Listener! I am just a lowly murderer, but if there is any way I can serve you, any way at all, please, don’t hesitate to tell me!”

Damn. He’d nearly taken Ahdareeq’s speech word for word.

She seemed to notice that, and laughed. Lucius was surprised at how innocent her laughter sounded. It was the untainted laughter of a child. In fact, she looked like a child. Her youth showed in both her complexion and physique. Her eyes were bright, dancing with life; yet they were simultaneously dark and cold. “As you were, murderer,” she replied kindly. He relaxed, only somewhat. Tales of the Listener’s prowess in both the blade and marksmanship hadn’t passed him by. So had the stories of her magical affinity. She was a Jack-of-all-trades, and master of all, too. One needed to be exceptionally skilled to rise through the ranks as she had, without the city guards having a single clue to her identity. “Have you done a contract before?”

“A –? Oh. N – no, I haven’t.” His cheeks coloured ever so slightly.

Now, time to watch those live PVs!

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