Lost
Sleep-deprived.
|Emrys Harcourt|
The young prince sighed. "Look, I know you're mad Mr. Poricue..." He trailed off as he saw his teacher's face. Forget Malice. He thought, grinning, Mr. Poricue is a man to be feared. He knew his amused, unapologetic attitude didn't exactly improve his situation, but he couldn't help himself. He liked Robert, and though his temper was flared, Emrys hardly feared the man. He wasn't like Malice; he cared for the kids. He just showed it in his own way.
Unfortunately, that way included chastising him for his ill-behavior.
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@Proxploxtops
The young prince sighed. "Look, I know you're mad Mr. Poricue..." He trailed off as he saw his teacher's face. Forget Malice. He thought, grinning, Mr. Poricue is a man to be feared. He knew his amused, unapologetic attitude didn't exactly improve his situation, but he couldn't help himself. He liked Robert, and though his temper was flared, Emrys hardly feared the man. He wasn't like Malice; he cared for the kids. He just showed it in his own way.
Unfortunately, that way included chastising him for his ill-behavior.
|Mentioned|
@Proxploxtops