Flairé: Flaria, be a sweetheart and grab me some travelling things, would you? I need to go look for Miss Leslie.
Flaria: What’s happened?
Flairé: The extremists have snatched her out from under my very nose. They’re an alert gang… I’ll make sure they’re not so alert after tonight… |: (
Dun dun dunnn! : D
Kitchens are hard. Flaria puts her hair in a braid when she’s working in ’em. Good idea, no? And I’m not sure what Flairé does with those long dramatic laces on his gauntlets. I think he tucks them inside somewhere.
Determined Flairé is determined. And sexy. Imo.
I went for a walk today in the bright sun, and my brother and I basically spent the whole walk trying to calculate if it was more sensible to use a single bolt or take advantage of the Warhammer High Elves’ awesome repeater bolt thrower which fires six shots at S4. We determined eventually that there is indeed a higher chance of killing knights (or whatever) by using six bolts. Mystery solved! After much math, including factoring in Lady’s Saves and things like that…
Did you ever realize just how present the piano is in the Battle of Hoth? Awesome.