Silren: . . . Seph: Er... O_o Feyn: Come, let's take a picture together. Seph: Er...you can just stand together, you know? Feyn: *grin* It's just a picture. Razkil: I don't think Ferrahn will like that, Feyn.

Feyn: *murmurs* It's just a picture... Seph: Feyn. Razkil: *frowns* Silren: . . . Razkil, come.

Silren: Let's all take pictures together. Razkil: Yes. Okay. Feyn: . . . Spoilsports Seph: =P

Feyn: All right, let's take a picture together. Seph: *grin* Razkil: Can we go now? Silren: Errand must be impatient by now. Feyn: Hmph. Seph: It's all your fault.

Seph: Let's just take individual shorts of your new clothes and we'll be done.

Seph: Your turn...

Feyn: All right. We're done. Seph: *grin*

Feyn: All right, troops! Look smart! Forward march! Silren: I thought we were going downstairs. Feyn: Left! Left! Left right left! Silren: . . . Razkil: I think we are supposed to follow him. Feyn: Left! Left! Left right left! Silren: How do you change from left to right? Feyn: No talking in the ranks! Silren: . . . Razkil: I think Feyn wants to play. Silren: We're supposed to be going downstairs. Feyn: I said no talking! Now march! Left! Left! I don't hear you! Seph: March along and say 'left left' with him. Razkil: Left! Left! Left left left! Seph: *laughs* Feyn: Halt!

Feyn: Razkil, you are the sweetest boy, ever! Seph: *grin* Cos he plays along? Feyn: Yes! Silren: Let's go, Feyn. Feyn: Oh all right. Come on then. We'll now march downstairs. Silren: . . . Razkil: Left left! Feyn: That's the spirit, Razkil! Louder! Razkil: Left right left right! Seph: *laughs*

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