miles baines: riff-raff! street rat! (mimicks) wrote in emillion,
[HANA (Nobles) - 10:00AM]
“Ha!” Miles barked a laugh, a sudden exhalation through his teeth. “Where did you fly in from, then, on such wondrous wings? And my speech habit’s nothing special, sirrah. Just a little game. Something I’ve picked up from someone I—” The slightest of pauses as he hovered over the selection of his next word, before finally selecting it as one did a weapon from an armoury. “—admire.”
Where Cole Baines might not have been a bard worth emulating (not even introduced to the thieves guild’s inner workings, floating aimlessly and perpetually on the outskirts), the mime had long ago found another set of footsteps to follow.