[ He was sleeping out of the way, out of the stupid sunlight, the magus is obviously the one at fault here.
Avenger tries kicking him directly in the stomach, hard, before scrambling away from him back to his feet, still half-asleep. The aura of palpable darkness and hate that rolls off him sure is present, the same feeling that had been distracting Waver. He regards Waver flatly, with a restraint that hangs loosely on him like a badly-fitting coat.
Almost conversationally even if he's clearly annoyed; ]
Rethink that first remark, or I'll give you a chance to watch me put a goddamn sword through your gut, thank you very much. [ Not pleased that you ruined his nap here. Very much not pleased. ]
Re: B
Avenger tries kicking him directly in the stomach, hard, before scrambling away from him back to his feet, still half-asleep. The aura of palpable darkness and hate that rolls off him sure is present, the same feeling that had been distracting Waver. He regards Waver flatly, with a restraint that hangs loosely on him like a badly-fitting coat.
Almost conversationally even if he's clearly annoyed; ]
Rethink that first remark, or I'll give you a chance to watch me put a goddamn sword through your gut, thank you very much. [ Not pleased that you ruined his nap here. Very much not pleased. ]