Practically all who knew him always said he was mad: Off his rocker, out of his mind, insane... but he'd always shrugged it off. Lezard had his head placed firmly upon his shoulders, and knew exactly what he was doing and the ramifications of his 'activities'.
Insanity? Heavens, no. He preferred the term 'eccentric'.
But the moment he'd entered those tunnels at dawn with the dark-haired Meister at his side, Lezard felt something akin to thin, icy fingers crawling up his frame. The corner of his mouth twitched upward in an involuntary grin as he turned to address the young woman.
"Well then, shall we begin?" It was far too cold in these dark, wretched pathways. It was giving him a headache... or was it? He couldn't tell. Lezard drove back the dark as his body was lost in a soft light, arm extended to guide his path of transformation. In a moment, he was the tome once more, blank pages and all.
He hoped Nagi was, at the very least, good with catching a falling object.
[Nagi & Lezard | Cave System | Closed]
Insanity? Heavens, no. He preferred the term 'eccentric'.
But the moment he'd entered those tunnels at dawn with the dark-haired Meister at his side, Lezard felt something akin to thin, icy fingers crawling up his frame. The corner of his mouth twitched upward in an involuntary grin as he turned to address the young woman.
"Well then, shall we begin?" It was far too cold in these dark, wretched pathways. It was giving him a headache... or was it? He couldn't tell. Lezard drove back the dark as his body was lost in a soft light, arm extended to guide his path of transformation. In a moment, he was the tome once more, blank pages and all.
He hoped Nagi was, at the very least, good with catching a falling object.