"Would you believe me if I said I was the less reckless one between myself and Meallan?" he asked with a laugh, stepping closer to the statue again. The halla had decided to move closer, opting to step between the two men in order to nibble at the grass that the statue's base. Bramen put his hands on the halla's back, leaning against them as he looked to Dorian.
It was a wonder he managed to meet the man sometimes. But it was true - he wasn't nearly as reckless as his twin. In fact, he was considered the responsible one of the pair. He pat the halla, resting his cheek against her back.
"Meallan was so fascinated by storms, he used to think that if allowed himself to be struck by lightning, his magical talents would amplify without having to practice. We all but had to tie him down when the summer rains came."
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Date: 2015-02-24 12:47 am (UTC)It was a wonder he managed to meet the man sometimes. But it was true - he wasn't nearly as reckless as his twin. In fact, he was considered the responsible one of the pair. He pat the halla, resting his cheek against her back.
"Meallan was so fascinated by storms, he used to think that if allowed himself to be struck by lightning, his magical talents would amplify without having to practice. We all but had to tie him down when the summer rains came."