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#26Toga 

You call this a Headquarters? [Social/Open] - Page 2 Empty Today at 11:03 am

Toga
Tōga lounged in his chair, his body draped lazily over the worn leather as he leaned back, his arms resting on the chair’s sides like a king surveying his court. The dim light of the tavern flickered across his pink hair, casting soft shadows on his face, which wore an expression of easy calm. His hazy, half-lidded eyes flicked between Knuckles and Ittindi as they spoke, their conversation ebbing and flowing like the steady rhythm of the ocean. Some words were meant for just the two of them, exchanges that Tōga didn’t bother to dissect. Others, however, included him, pulling him into their orbit.

When Ittindi mentioned his prospective student, Tōga gave a small, approving nod. It was always intriguing to hear about new talent being honed and shaped, potential waiting to be realized. But it wasn’t until Knuckles, directed his attention squarely at Tōga that his interest truly piqued. The demon offered a fleeting comment, but its weight lingered in the air like the final note of a battle hymn. It wasn’t just a casual remark; it was a challenge, an unspoken assurance of the clash they both knew was inevitable. Tōga’s lips curled into a grin, his sharp teeth glinting in the flickering light.

Oh yeah, Knuckles-san!” he said, his voice brimming with excitement as he straightened slightly in his seat. “We definitely need to trade some blows soon.” His tone was light, almost playful, but beneath it lay a current of genuine anticipation. Tōga wasn’t one to shy away from a fight, especially not when it involved someone like Knuckles. The two had fought side by side in the past, their combined strength turning the tide of more than one battle. But the idea of facing off against the demon in a one-on-one match stirred something primal within him. He had heard the stories—whispers from Lumikki, Brone, and Yuurei about the power Knuckles wielded, the ferocity with which he fought. Even among their circle, Knuckles was seen as a force to be reckoned with, someone who could tip the scales with sheer might alone. The thought of testing his own strength against that kind of raw power made Tōga’s blood sing.

Ittindi-san! Doesn’t that sound exciting!?


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#27Ittindi 
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You call this a Headquarters? [Social/Open] - Page 2 Empty Today at 5:56 pm

Ittindi
” Fighting the Young Master? I guess exciting is one word, its really the only way to have a deep conversation with him. For some reason he doesn’t find bonding over cleaning as invigorating, but we all make sacrifices for our brothers right?  That’s why he finds it so fun to compete with us, though he’ll soon learn that the Rune Knights aren’t something to be taken lightly. I didn’t join a weak organization, and I never will.”

He let his words hang off, the more he drank the more impolite he would become around his friends. Indeed, at this point was when Ittindi found himself in the most trouble especially with coworkers that saw him as more than that. Luckily he had no attraction to either the Young Master or Colonel Tōga to similar, he couldn’t stomach the idea of being with such rule breakers. Though his drunken state and the Young Master stating that he was done for the night was more than enough for Ittindi to make an excuse while he went to pay for their tab. Easier that way less they get in a fight over the bill and then he'd have too foot the bill for restoration of the building.

” Be right back, going to use the bathroom real fast. If you leave before I get back I’ll catch up with you soon Young Master, there are other things we have to discuss away from politics.”

He’d saunter over to one of the waitresses offering the jewels for their tab and putting a little extra in case anyone would order anything before they left. Then he’d go splash water on his face in the restroom before returning the table. Listening if anyone had any last words before offering his goodbyes to head back to the barracks for some night time cleaning before bed.

”We should definitely do this more often, I feel as if lately we only see each other for emergencies for combat.”

~Exit

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