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pierce merely taps against his wine glass filled halfway—grape juice, his preferred beverage.
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he watches as people gracefully dance throughout the grand venue, smiling as he admires the masked figures enjoying their night.
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❝ and that's why i like it better here. i can wear as many suits as i possibly could with no one batting an eye. ❞
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he nods, sighing soon after. ❝ my mother thought it'd change me but all i've ever learned here is that priests aren't as great as many people think. ❞
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pierce can only scratch his head as the younger gentleman boasts about his physique. ﹝although he wouldn't lie that he'd like to possess a bulkier figure. ﹞
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❝ well ... i fear i've lived in enough seclusion that i do not recognize you, young man. ❞
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"Hah, do I still really need to introduce myself? This face should say it all!" He flexed his biceps and kissed it as though it was an artifact. "The most handsome face in the Garrison, save for the Captain himself, of course," he boasted with a grin on his face.
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❝ a centorian born, i see. ❞ the older chuckles.
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❝ well.. i don't look much of a stereotypical 'boy' now, do i? well, had to break a few conservative rules and i got sent out here. somehow, i've established myself as 'real man' in the eyes of the priests. ❞
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