⌜𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐍⌟

BIG sneeze.

Slashing through a tree in a flurry of blows, until they fall into his arms as a pile of logs. " Phew . . should be enough for the fire. "

" Kali yuga? I dunno anything about that, but they're turbulent times. Gotta find joy where we can. "

" Aw, but the weathers perfect for just ten more minutes. "

" Cú chulainn, my fair maiden. Cú for yourself, of course. "

" Something you would like to try? Well, i'm all ears. We'll see how it works. " A hand on his hip. The man seemed to have some 'magic' ability, that box.

" Trying to help me stretch then, mm? "

" I don't mean to discourage. But we don't get a choice in our Master, do we? "

" Is it? Sleeping in ain't bad either. "

" What battles will i have to face today. "

ah isn't that the most beautiful sound one can hear . . good morning!

rune.xn--6ii i had a friend over for the weekend so i couldnt be here. hi chat.

" Why do I feel like today isn't worth the hassle? "

" Yeah, you're kind of on the mark there. I've found no cause worthy to fight for, no lords banner to stand under. "

" Oh fuck y— "

" Masters who waste their command seals are as bad as Servants who demand they're wasted. "

It'd be a secret that stays with Cú for now, on his true identity. " Ahh, you know your weakness. Well . . I like your answer. But if you don't know how to make the Command Seals, then we're gonna be a lot worse off than other master-servant duos. "

" I had to order it special-made. "

" Eh? Ask away, I don't mind answering whatevers on your mind. "