Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 1
She had come so close to telling rufio last night.
Ander - Part 2: Subchapter 2
This was probably not the wisest first question, considering rufio's comment about him 'hiding something', but he couldn't help himself. "kiana's fine," rufio said with a wave of his hand. "her mother patched her right up.
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 14
rufio's visits were more sparse, but no less interesting. they'd mostly talk about crafting, stuff like metallurgy, smithing, carpentry.
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 11
"i suppose rufio is in his smithy somewhere?" "either smelting or smoking. rufio! we have company!" "what?" rufio's voice, muffled by layers and layers of walls. and maybe a cloud of smoke, too. "company! sarah and michael! come say hello!"
Ander - Part 2: Subchapter 7
rufio in particular was always happy to share his knowledge of smithing, and seemed to be impressed by how quickly ander was grasping the finer points.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 108
"rufio!? oh my gods, rufio, what happened!?" rufio raised one blood-streaked hand in what was perhaps meant as a placating gesture. "i'm fine, beth. it's only a scratch, is all.
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 10
Sarah tentatively touched her lips and whispered: "i think that came from bethany and rufio's house..." "wake up!! wake up, dammit! they're gone, rufio! they're gone!!"
Ander - Part 2: Subchapter 16
He turned back and saw rufio, bethany, layla and kiana standing outside the house he had come to think of as a home. rufio, with one hand on kiana's shoulder... layla, jumping up and down to be able to see over the crowd...
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 150
"rufio!" bethany plunged her hands through the burning branches, ignoring the tongues of fire licking at her fingers, and ripped them aside. "rufio!"
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 149
"rufio! rufio, are you here?"
The Assassin's Dark Tales-Chapter I: First Meeting
"rufio will be first." swift-knife promised to his new weapon.
Ander - Epilogue: Subchapter 9
rufio was still standing by the window, pipe in hand. danado was milling by the front door, pacing back and forth.