"Where was the last place I had it?" Higa replied to Lucy, repeating her question. "It was right in my back left pocket. I was helping put up some decorations earlier when I felt someone touch me. I looked over my shoulder and saw her running off. I hadn't a chance to catch her because I was busy at the time, but I know for sure it was her! I wouldn't just make things up!"
Saya crossed her arms, raising a skeptical eyebrow. "Sounds to be a likely story in my opinion. You could be making it up to pick on Arya just because you don't like her!"
"I-I wouldn't just make something up! I'm an honorable chef who lives by the truth! Blind children can be tricky," Higa said with a scowl before turning to address Arya yet again. "Besides, young one, you've worked with the archdemon before. How do I know that you aren't hiding a power that could've helped you take my wallet, or if you're not just pretending to be blind, huh?"
Saya rolled her eyes. "Oh pleaaaase, she's not pretending to be blind. She really is-- HEY!"
Before anyone else would have a chance to reason with the man, they would see him pick Arya up by the collar of her dress, suspending her in the air with his hand.
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"Interesting," Graham replied to Asher with a grin. "What is a man without his legacy, eh? Sounds like a cause worthy enough to fight for. My fee was nothing as noble," he admitted, averting his gaze for a moment, the smile fading from his lips. "However, it is still very important to me. Let's say it's... my family."
His entry fee was indeed his family, not by blood or even by species. They were the pack of wolves who had saved him when he was a child. They took care of him, raised him, and taught him how to hunt so he could survive. To Graham, they meant absolutely everything. There is only one other who means something to him, but even Emma Swan, the woman who had freed his heart, isn't as important to him as the wolves are.
"I'm not certain, but even in life it took a lot to get me drunk. I went to the bar almost every night after work," he said, the smirk returning to his lips. At least, he tried to go on the nights the evil queen didn't force him to stay with her.
Graham made his way over to the table with Asher. "Make that two for me," the huntsman told the waiter, asking for double the drinks Asher ordered as if to challenge him. He then glanced to their new arrival, watching as the man ordered a shot of whiskey. "And so another game player joins the fray. You look like a sheriff," he stated.
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Saya crossed her arms, raising a skeptical eyebrow. "Sounds to be a likely story in my opinion. You could be making it up to pick on Arya just because you don't like her!"
"I-I wouldn't just make something up! I'm an honorable chef who lives by the truth! Blind children can be tricky," Higa said with a scowl before turning to address Arya yet again. "Besides, young one, you've worked with the archdemon before. How do I know that you aren't hiding a power that could've helped you take my wallet, or if you're not just pretending to be blind, huh?"
Saya rolled her eyes. "Oh pleaaaase, she's not pretending to be blind. She really is-- HEY!"
Before anyone else would have a chance to reason with the man, they would see him pick Arya up by the collar of her dress, suspending her in the air with his hand.
@Krieg @Atomyk @Hospes
"Interesting," Graham replied to Asher with a grin. "What is a man without his legacy, eh? Sounds like a cause worthy enough to fight for. My fee was nothing as noble," he admitted, averting his gaze for a moment, the smile fading from his lips. "However, it is still very important to me. Let's say it's... my family."
His entry fee was indeed his family, not by blood or even by species. They were the pack of wolves who had saved him when he was a child. They took care of him, raised him, and taught him how to hunt so he could survive. To Graham, they meant absolutely everything. There is only one other who means something to him, but even Emma Swan, the woman who had freed his heart, isn't as important to him as the wolves are.
"I'm not certain, but even in life it took a lot to get me drunk. I went to the bar almost every night after work," he said, the smirk returning to his lips. At least, he tried to go on the nights the evil queen didn't force him to stay with her.
Graham made his way over to the table with Asher. "Make that two for me," the huntsman told the waiter, asking for double the drinks Asher ordered as if to challenge him. He then glanced to their new arrival, watching as the man ordered a shot of whiskey. "And so another game player joins the fray. You look like a sheriff," he stated.
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