Still have snow /inside/ my drachen mail...

Haurche,

Perhaps I will have more fun, once I get Aymeric to approve my leave. You up for round 2 at the Saucer? I'm determined to beat you at least once in the Chocobo Races...

-Ori

If I'm to cuddle my commander, he needs to leave his office before the second bell...

Facts. *fistbump*

She sits back with a sigh, happy to see all thirty positions of the unit filled again at long last, before pulling a small flask from her drawer at taking a sip. Suddenly, a knock comes at her office door and she tucks the flask away again.

"Come..."

Ah, forgive me. Oriane Janlenoux, Knight Captain of the Dragoons... Simply overheard discussion of nommable cheeks.

((OOC: It be PanthMun))

//I feel this. My word muse checked out for a whole-ass year...

The Fortemps boys do have nommable cheeks...

"Fury's breath, are you alright?" She pushes him up, making sure he was not cut by her Drachen Mail. "I'd never hear the end of it from Emm if I let you come to harm."

sees water drip down her birdlike emerald helm, surely it was from the melting snow...for all of Ishgard knows that the Emerald Dragoon, Ser Oriane Genevive Janlenoux of the Bloody Thorn, Captain of the Knights Dragoon, does not cry.

(Open prompt if you'd like. You know where she is.)