Michael was sat on the wall in front of Cross' house, arms resting on his knees, as he waited for his ride to show up. He never expected this to happen, but truth be told, he was curious about this Zechs guy - especially since he happened to be Tyki's fiancé - and this looked like the best way to get information.
Heh. And yeah, he had his knives on him.
Heh. And yeah, he had his knives on him.
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Date: 2009-06-11 05:21 pm (UTC)From:But in another moment, this vanished; the polite facade had returned again. Zechs' expression was carefully neutral. However, he had not a single idea how much information he had managed to give Michael with what little he said so far.
"There is little place for a soldier upon a world of peace," Zechs answered, raising an eyebrow as if he was slightly surprised by the question. He gave a slight, artificial smile. "As such was my occupation in the past, it only would make some sense I remain so employed at present."