Julius was just shy of visibly displeased with his current predicament. Cleaning house was important, surely. Yet, he did not much care for dirtying himself outside of the most necessary circumstances. Did Errings Rising not have their own butler and maid staff? Why did they require help with such things from standard members of the guild? Julius had to be careful not to start grinding his back teeth as he got yet more dust on his person. Sure, it would be all to easy to remove from himself after the work was done. However, it caused him distress in an almost knee jerk reaction of a way, he could not stop himself from being upset. "The things I do for a lovely woman,"
he muttered quietly under his breath.
He was unsure if he felt some modicum of relief knowing he was not alone in this. His partner seemed to be even newer than himself to the guild. An odd fellow with what looked to be severe burn scars and perhaps piercings at the edge of them? It was an odd look, but Julius could not cast stones. Julius had his fair share of visual oddities after all. His eyes, the tattoos that seemed to appear as if from nowhere over the course of his life, and the piercings he had gotten to hopefully downplay the odd, sudden appearance of tattoos. Not to mention the man likely had not obtained a magic like Julius' own, where he could just willingly reinvent his look at will regardless of height, build, or even gender.
Finally, and in Julius' opinion thankfully, the other man broke the monotonous silence with a question. Julius eyed him approvingly. He did indeed have a spell for that with his portals, but unfortunately it would not help the man with his mopping up blood....unless.... "Actually I do, depending on if you have a magic that would allow you to pick up the bloodied sections of the floor and put them back?"
Julius grabbed a nearby lamp that was fairly splattered with blood itself. Honestly, who made
this mess?! That annoyance aside, Julius lifted the lamp to show the man his meaning.
Using the hand not holding the lamp, he made a horizontal portal a few feet off the ground. Gently he passed the lamp all the way through, moving it or the portal as necessary. As it came out the opposite side it was free of blood and grime in its' entirety. Julius would fairly bet it did not look that clean the day it was made. Looking back at the man as he set the lamp back in its' place, he gestured at it. "I can clean just about anything spotlessly as long as I can physically pass it through this portal. Unfortunately floors, walls, and ceilings present an obvious issue for me. Unless?"
He cast a hopeful glance at the man, one eyebrow raised.