When Grisia finally arrived at the Pope's study, everyone else was already present. With a wide smile on his face, he pushed open the door to grace them with his presence. He opened his mouth and began praising the God of Light... but no one was paying any attention to him.
Not even to complain of a headache! Even with his number one victim present, no one was complaining!
Grisia closed his mouth. He then closed the door behind him. Immediately after he closed the door, he let his smile drop.
The Pope, Ceo, Georgo, and Vival had their backs facing him. They were bent, or well, Ceo, Georgo, and Vival were bent over something, while the Pope didn't have to do any bending, not with his height.
Grisia walked forward.
Georgo was the first to notice him. He straightened back up. "Oh, you're finally here. Took you long enough. I thought you died somewhere!"
You try having to walk at the speed of a tortoise! Grisia thought. Besides, the Sun Knight obviously has to make dramatic entrances!
Grisia made a note to himself to interrupt Georgo's "dates" even more frequently.
After hearing Georgo speak, Ceo glanced over. He looked between Grisia and whatever he had been bent over. He then slid his eyes over once more to Grisia. It was then that Grisia noticed a very strange expression on Ceo's face... like... a wobbling... smile? It was like Ceo was trying to force himself not to smile.
Grisia made a noncommittal noise and moved closer to whatever they were all looking at, not liking the look on Ceo's face, nor the smug expression on Georgo's, nor the glee on the Pope's, nor the amused one on Vival's.
As he approached, the Pope explained, "The mission this time is an undercover one. Judgment agreed that these knight-captains are the most suited for the initial stage of this mission, but the others will join in at a later date."
Grisia already knew that much. What he wanted to know was what had put those irritating expressions on their faces. Grisia didn't doubt that the joke was on him, and he didn't like that one bit.
"And?" Grisia prompted.
Ceo finally couldn't contain his grin. He grabbed what was on the table and held it up. "And these will be our undercover outfits for the mission," he said.
------ (Dun dun dun! What kind of outfits are they? What kind of mission is this? Only the next person will know, haha. Anyway, I hope more people start stories! =P Thank you for participating. <3333)
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Story 2: A Mission
Date: 2014-04-08 07:25 am (UTC)Not even to complain of a headache! Even with his number one victim present, no one was complaining!
Grisia closed his mouth. He then closed the door behind him. Immediately after he closed the door, he let his smile drop.
The Pope, Ceo, Georgo, and Vival had their backs facing him. They were bent, or well, Ceo, Georgo, and Vival were bent over something, while the Pope didn't have to do any bending, not with his height.
Grisia walked forward.
Georgo was the first to notice him. He straightened back up. "Oh, you're finally here. Took you long enough. I thought you died somewhere!"
You try having to walk at the speed of a tortoise! Grisia thought. Besides, the Sun Knight obviously has to make dramatic entrances!
Grisia made a note to himself to interrupt Georgo's "dates" even more frequently.
After hearing Georgo speak, Ceo glanced over. He looked between Grisia and whatever he had been bent over. He then slid his eyes over once more to Grisia. It was then that Grisia noticed a very strange expression on Ceo's face... like... a wobbling... smile? It was like Ceo was trying to force himself not to smile.
Grisia made a noncommittal noise and moved closer to whatever they were all looking at, not liking the look on Ceo's face, nor the smug expression on Georgo's, nor the glee on the Pope's, nor the amused one on Vival's.
As he approached, the Pope explained, "The mission this time is an undercover one. Judgment agreed that these knight-captains are the most suited for the initial stage of this mission, but the others will join in at a later date."
Grisia already knew that much. What he wanted to know was what had put those irritating expressions on their faces. Grisia didn't doubt that the joke was on him, and he didn't like that one bit.
"And?" Grisia prompted.
Ceo finally couldn't contain his grin. He grabbed what was on the table and held it up. "And these will be our undercover outfits for the mission," he said.
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(Dun dun dun! What kind of outfits are they? What kind of mission is this? Only the next person will know, haha. Anyway, I hope more people start stories! =P Thank you for participating. <3333)