SaDiablo Hall, Dhemlan, Kaeleer

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Training. Studying in Kaeleeran Court protocols, poring over any information that he could get his hands on regarding sanitary setups for new settlements in untamed territories, digging around for maps that could help Warren get a better idea as to where they were, and where they were trying to get... It was fairly safe to say that, when Warren wasn't busy running himself ragged in Kaeleer, trying to get budgets to balance and to work out supply options that weren't going to explode in his face, he was spending practically every waking hour training.

His teeth ground together as a stick whipped around, smacking him in the ribs with an audible crack.

Some types of training were easier than others, especially when he was running himself to the ground. He was tired, and it was starting to show. That wouldn't be so bad, if the person that was seeing it at the moment wasn't a sadistic Eyrien with a stick.

With a wince and a ruffle of feathers as he gasped to get his breath back, Warren straightened up and raised his stick again.

[For them what are in Kaeleer!]

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And lo, the never-ending cycle of violence begins.

"Plus, I think Saetan would move back to Hell if there were suddenly two of us kicking around," Lucivar said agreeably. "We should ease him into it slowly. Shocks aren't good for males his age."

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Kaeleer would never be the same again.

"I think a shock like that wouldn't be good for a male of any age," Warren countered. "And probably most females, for good measure. But then, it might be trend-setting."

And then what? Lucivars everywhere!

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A simultaneous shudder went through everyone else at the Hall.

"I think I might have to put a limit, though," Lucivar said, stroking his chin. "Not only because Cat would throttle me if I didn't, but because I would hate to not be special anymore."

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"Really, people should know better than to accept any substitutes," Warren noted with a shrug of his shoulders. "All the impersonators in the world probably still couldn't hope to measure up to the precedent set by the original."

Just like with Elvis!

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"Keep that in mind while you're kicking your own ass," Lucivar suggested brightly. "Because you'll never know when I'll show up to join the fun."

And brought his stick up to whack at Warren.