[Have a wild Bookman sitting behind a desk in the library in the East wing, flipping through both welcome pamphlets. Piles of journals written by his Apprentices both past and present are scattered across the desk, nearby chairs and the floor next to his feet. He harrumphs at both pamphlets pushing them off to one side.]
Any minute now.
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...Right. [Turning and walking away before getting caught. Joyd has no want to be hit.]
[[ooc; /squeals ♥ H-have a Pleasures!Lavi, his info is in his journal. And welcome to the crazy!]]
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Knocked him off balance~ Hearing his own voice and that of those he shouldn't have~
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Seems a trivial thing to lose control over after maintaining it for so long.
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The heat of battle didn't help, gave me the right kind of push.
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[But that is a rather disconcerting thought, but he brushes that out of his mind with another puff of smoke]
I don't believe I caught your name.
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[Hums and puts his cigarette out.] Joyd~ Might recall seeing a curly hair'd gent playing host to me as well.
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But if you're in my apprentice's body, then the events in your world must have transpired differently than mine.
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