Recent content by Suleiman Askari

She wasn't mad about it, so that was a relief. Talk about starting off on the wrong foot if that had been the case, huh? A nice chat instantly ruined because a little spilled juice a few days ago. He'd, uh...just have to keep in mind that while Keeper Yulia, when unrankled, was pleasant to talk...

"You're a pal," said Suleiman to Atticus. And he was. Always there for you, Atticus, hence why he was so vexed about not having brought a chair for Svenia. He was probably still kicking himself over that, neatly explaining the spot of sullenness that had come over him. Suleiman, like the...

Suleiman sucked his teeth as they walked, and he grimaced as though struck, trying and mostly failing to hold his embarrassment at bay. Now, if it had been just him getting wrangled into this, no problem. No problem. He made a mess, and he would pay for that mess. But for Svenia to get caught in...

"It is. Twelve flights." Suleiman clucked his tongue, and though his lips puckered he held back a grin. "I'm kidding. Keeper Yulia is usually at the Central Round Desk." And indeed she was. The Grand Library opened up before them as they approached the Round Desk; the ceiling leapt up, up...

WHAP. Suleiman, even though he saw Aiko coming, did not see her slap coming. He was stunned for a second, blinked, genuinely confused, and then Svenia scolded him in turn, rather with her words than with her hand. "Whaaaaat? What's wrong with a little joke?" And then more quietly to himself...

The list of ingredients, expertly recited by Svenia, went mostly over Suleiman's head (confirming, as it so happened, the former's general rule of the latter). She wasn't looking at him, not directly, but still Suleiman—in all the manner of a man desperately feigning knowledge of a subject—had...

So the challenge from Aiko was on, then, to learn everyone's tastes before the gift-giving season. And did she say she intended to gift him a drink too? Excellent! That was the spirit. And, honestly, after a long season of studies, what gift could be better to relax and unwind? Cherry blossoms...

How could he not put his guilt on display when Svenia mentioned plans and procrastination; Suleiman's brows rose and he raked his teeth across his bottom lip, casually letting his eyes wander until she posited a meet within an hour's time. "Sounds good to me," said Suleiman, already in motion...

A small compliment from Svenia, but Suleiman figured, hey, why not take it? Blowing out and relighting a candle with magic wasn't terribly impressive, but that's why he was here—to learn and to get better. He recalled some wisdom overheard from an itinerant mercenary, a man of many scars but...

"I have my moments," Suleiman said, making sure to mind his table manners and to speak only when he didn't have a mouthful of food to get in the way (or come sailing out). His parents had been lax on him, but this was one of the things they made sure to scold him on. And here in Elbion those...

"Oh I'm not very talented, but I am good at squandering," Suleiman said, no stranger to self-deprecating humor. He was always the talkative sort, and being in the midst of so many well-established peers, he felt a strong but vague tug to make a "good impression". He ought to at least seem...

Suleiman flushed and quickly waved his hands and said, "Me? An adventurer? Oh-ho-ho-no, that's not me; I wish I was that storied. Ah. Well." Now he could cite his Uncle Fahid again, and he could cite the tales of home and the tales of afar that recounted daring men of renown. The Empire itself...

His lips rounded into a silent "Ohhhhh" as Suleiman, at Atticus's clarification, realized his error. He did have a bad habit of getting those two, Dornoch and Oban, confused ever since the days of his tutoring. Registering the idea of a "snowball" a touch late, Suleiman blinked and glanced...

"Well that's good." Suleiman immediately caught himself. "Not the part about the few, but the part about the most! I myself—I didn't know what to expect when I came here. I still don't, really, there's still a lot more, uh, 'settling' in to do, I suppose." She'd mentioned coming from a wealthy...

You've never seen snow? "N-No!" replied Suleiman, a bit flustered as though it were a thing he should have known but didn't. Aiko chimed in, and giggled, and though she suggested to make sport of his reaction, it didn't sound all that bad. Yeah, "wonder" wasn't that bad. A lot better than his...