[ Sasuke's about to type in a quick reply when he hears his name, immediately glancing over from where he's loitering right in the middle of the cargo bay like an inconsiderate asshole. His own appearance isn't particularly intimidating and doesn't really match his authoritative attitude -- 5'6", slender despite being muscled, his left arm missing just a few inches below the shoulder -- until his face is brought into the equation.
That expression is so severe and dour, dark eyes quickly looking Stefan over as if he's sizing him up for a fist fight. Maybe he should just be glad that he pronounced his name correctly. ]
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That expression is so severe and dour, dark eyes quickly looking Stefan over as if he's sizing him up for a fist fight. Maybe he should just be glad that he pronounced his name correctly. ]
Ah. There you are. I read the books.