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Taren
Taren grinned at Hotaru's words, her approval sweeter than the victory...if it was a victory. He slid the scythe back into the pouch, keeping his eye on the massive body of the troll. He reached back, pulling Overture and Finale free of the earth. "I think you're right...long as these guys aren't playing possum."
He noticed her trying to cover herself, and blushed again. He stepped away from the trolls, closer to the slender girl and the unicorn. Finale slid into it's harness as he again rummaged around in the leather pouch at his waist, this time pulling a long, thick hooded cloak free. The garment was the same dark blue as the tunic he wore under the bright blue breastplate. "Um, Here Hotaru...you can use this to cover up with." Though he felt a faint desire to see her so exposed, which he quickly surpressed. Her hand touched his as she took the cloak from him, a tiny electric thrill running through him at her touch.
Hotaru smiled at him, then turned her head to Logan. Taren quirked an eyebrow, then realized he was "speaking" to her. He hesitated a moment, then strode over to where Shizura stood with the two swordsmen who had fought alongside her. "Shizura, are you all right?" He took a moment to look around the town, where villagers were now peeking out from behind shutters at the carnage. "I think once we get everyone healed up, we need to find out what's going on. The Holy One flew off after the rest of the goblins, and may need a hand. I've got a bad feeling about all this...do trolls and goblins usually work together like this?"
Taren grinned at Hotaru's words, her approval sweeter than the victory...if it was a victory. He slid the scythe back into the pouch, keeping his eye on the massive body of the troll. He reached back, pulling Overture and Finale free of the earth. "I think you're right...long as these guys aren't playing possum."
He noticed her trying to cover herself, and blushed again. He stepped away from the trolls, closer to the slender girl and the unicorn. Finale slid into it's harness as he again rummaged around in the leather pouch at his waist, this time pulling a long, thick hooded cloak free. The garment was the same dark blue as the tunic he wore under the bright blue breastplate. "Um, Here Hotaru...you can use this to cover up with." Though he felt a faint desire to see her so exposed, which he quickly surpressed. Her hand touched his as she took the cloak from him, a tiny electric thrill running through him at her touch.
Hotaru smiled at him, then turned her head to Logan. Taren quirked an eyebrow, then realized he was "speaking" to her. He hesitated a moment, then strode over to where Shizura stood with the two swordsmen who had fought alongside her. "Shizura, are you all right?" He took a moment to look around the town, where villagers were now peeking out from behind shutters at the carnage. "I think once we get everyone healed up, we need to find out what's going on. The Holy One flew off after the rest of the goblins, and may need a hand. I've got a bad feeling about all this...do trolls and goblins usually work together like this?"