super lavitz, the hero of bahamut (gripes) wrote in emillion, |
"I think most things are," he pointed out, not taking any offence to his own 'get-up'. This was how nobles dressed, and he'd long ago accepted what was suitable, even incorporated it into his daily life as he found dressing casually near impossible without help— Kiernan's, especially.
"Except dresses, but I think you already know that," were Lavitz's final words, and he paused, already regretting them, and it showed in his face. Great, more horrific mental images. This was what his brain needed: breakage before the night was out.