Blaze saw both brother and sister together again as he looked at Ubba. "What would it be, Sir?" he asked with a grin on his face, his white teeth slightly showing. "Perhaps whatever you have here?" he asked as he stood there constantly cleaning. His OCD kept him busy as he couldn't stop cleaning cups and the counter. It all looked nice and clean. Mathius chose the right bartender for the job.
Ubba Greystorm wrote:
"If it be the will of the Allfather, Ami" he said resting his massive hand on her shoulder. The nearly 8-foot-tall Astartes calling the 5'4" Sororitas would be amusing to those who didn't know.
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