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February 5, 2022 | Blaine Menchineel x Gaurdian Maker Montecchi

The young dark haired man with purple eyes and Elf like ears walks through the area. He is 3/4th Neko and 1/4th Demi God but looks more like an Elf than anything but his Neko tail is hidden in his pants wrapped around his left leg. He looks around as he walks on*

 

Blaine tilts his head and looks at the strange boy. "Hello, can I help you?" he asks.

 

Hearing someone's voice he moves to the shadows afraid that he maybe someone here to return him to his master as he looks to the ground*"Please don't return me to Master Darkconah..."

 

"I do not know who or what that is, but you can stay with me if you wish" the young chancellor says.

 

Looks down still not use to being allowed to look to anyone's face without being beaten*"Thank you Sir. My name is Gaurdian or Gaudi for short incase you was wondering my name. "*He was use to not being allowed to call anyone by name*

 

"Er, yes... I'm Blaine. Father Menchineel, officially, but er, you can call me Blaine. This is all very new to me. Our last head priest ran off rather suddenly and I've got stuck filling his shoes...." Blaine rubbed the back of his head and laughed awkwardly. "Ehm, anyway, you're welcome to stay with me as long as you wish, Gaudi. Would you like something to eat or drink?"

 

Listens to the other's words very carefully as he continues to look down to the ground *"Anything to eat or drink is fine with me. Thank you for everything Blaine. I will let you know I don't know how to drink from anything but a bowl or eat with anything but my bare hands."

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