[A curious head tilt and a tap of his fingertips against his lips. Then Alan is blinking at the sudden appearance.]
Oh! Your Shinki. Mine is different. It's some kind of weapon.
[A flick of his wrist and the weapon seems to slide from under his shirt and jacket sleeve into his hand. It's silver with a triple bladed point, the handle a thick cylinder; roughly two feet long. He gives it a twirl taking a proper hold of it. A faint grin tugging at his lips before he tucks the hand holding the weapon at his side.
What a darling boy. So polite. I'm delighted to meet you.
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Oh! Your Shinki. Mine is different. It's some kind of weapon.
[A flick of his wrist and the weapon seems to slide from under his shirt and jacket sleeve into his hand. It's silver with a triple bladed point, the handle a thick cylinder; roughly two feet long. He gives it a twirl taking a proper hold of it. A faint grin tugging at his lips before he tucks the hand holding the weapon at his side.
What a darling boy. So polite. I'm delighted to meet you.