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(A strange Robloxian wanders the roads)

(Who would be wandering this late in the night?)

(although he looks like someone from afar)

[ @Anons22 ]

[And this is what he gets for getting distracted. Alone on the streets in the middle of the night. Ashle groans as he laid against one of the lightpoles, his hood up and their briefcase understand their other arm. They already called for someone to pick them up, so now he's just.. waiting.]

damnit, how much longer till he gets here..?

[The Entity muttered under his breath, before blinking at the stranger wandering. Huh, there's someone out here? At this time? That's.. unfortunate for them. They don't let their sights linger for long, turning away to look at the road.]

(The Wielder stops walking for a moment before looking around, he mumbled something barley audible, something about "being lost")

Eh I ran out of map data anyways

(Distantly spoken, they walk upon a patch of grass and stabs his Firebrand in the dirt so it wouldn't burn other stuff)

(Immediately after he starts glowing like a glowstick, the light cuts through the darkness with ease, he also looks around for a bit seeing his surroundings)

aUGH??

[Flashbang! Their arm instinctively went up to shield his eyes from the sudden light, blinking away the slight blurriness in his vision.

It took a moment to adjust to it, and when his eyes did they lowered their arm and squinted at the now glowstick of a person.]

what thee fuc...

(He looks around, it was in fact a street although when he was done he hears Ashle and his seemingly head locks on to that)

(He picks up his Firebrand that was left stabbed and when he picked up the sword, the glow emitting from him quickly faded away leaving the night's darkness in his place and blending in the dark while still watching the wise guy)

(You feel a pair of footsteps walking in your direction now)

[Oh crap—

Blinking, they turned their head almost frantically to locate where the footsteps is coming from, his briefcase held closer to his chest. They do not want to be chased in the middle of the night, no thank you.]

(When the footsteps stop Infront of you, they don't move, they don't attack just looking with curiosity)

(he looks with curiosity from being out here so late, most would sleep so he is looking for a reason)

[The Entity is leaning slightly away. They definitely did not yelp a bit out of surprise, nah uh. It was difficult to make out their face considering they have their hood up, but his confusion and slight uncomfortablness is obvious.]

... uh... you, need something?

(He puts down his... Firebrand? It was a Firebrand apon closer inspection and he starts glowing again while his light is still cutting through the darkness it wasn't as harsh)

(He had some sort of firering shirt and the lines on it was the first thing to glow when he puts down the Firebrand)

[Uhh...??? As soon as the Anon started glowing again, their arms went up to block his eyes. It wasn't as bad like before, but it was still a jarring difference that his eyes can't adjust that quickly to. His hood is helping, a little.

His arms doesn't stay up long, putting them down after a few seconds. They squirt their eyes at the stranger, the firering being the first thing he noticed. Glowy..]

...???

(He stared at him for a few seconds)

You look kinda familiar

(after he said that he crouched down so he can see his face better because of the hood, are those sunglasses? It looks like the lenses are reflecting nothing)

[The Entity let out a startled laugh. One of his hands, his free one, moved to pull at their hood further down.]

whah— aha, whaat? me? naah, ive never seen you before in my life

[Heights, there's nothing behind those sunglasses. Reminds them of Krystal, oddly enough. The dancer's sunglasses could block anything.

There's a bit of curly black hair peeking out, and the reflection of their golden glasses. For a moment, his eyes could be made out, but they turned away before it lingered too long.]

[He stood back up, has he seen those glasses? No, has he heard of those glasses?]

[-Glasses stricken with gold hides best in the hood for-]

[Yeah.... Cancelling the rest of the thought, the only person he has ever bothered to rant about, oh!]

You must be Ashle

[beat]

I mean I suppose we haven't seen each other ever, it's kinda fair you haven't seen me

[while the light is helping the darkness of the night still obscures most of what he looks like

But it doesn't really matter does it]

[He's gonna die on the spot, on Hexa's soul.]

...nah uh?

[Unconsciously, their fingers lightly tap against their briefcase, more of a nervous habit then anything with rhythm. He's still squinting at him, mostly trying to make out what the Anon looked like.]

prettyy sure i wouldve remembered if ive met someone like ya before, so...

[He sqints at the darkness untill he realizes this fella probably can't see well in the darkness, well he thinks it's way too dark this night can the clouds stop covering the stars so much]

[He makes a cartoonish thinking gesture before he drops it and looks at the wise guy again]

Yeah

[A fellow Anon first comes to mind when he thinks about Ashle]

....I've heard from a third party about you, this is my first time seeing you around

[Huh?] ... elaborate?

[They're not sure if they should start panicking or not. Seriously, third party? That can mean a lot of things and he's rightfully concerned about it!]

[They stare for a good minute]

[He is NOT elaborating fully]

Well you know how it is

Pretty infamous for being some entity at RAC

[He's leaving it vague because he does not want to talk about the "third party" guy he is already creeped out enough about him]

[The Entity stepped back. If there wasn't tension before, there is now.] ... what do you want?

[Oh yeah what was he here for]

Oh, do you know the coordinates here

[Right he's still lost]

[They stared at the anon for a long while, before their freehand went into his pockets, searching for and eventually pulling out a phone. What's he looking at...]

... its...

[A small pause, before he tells the anon the current coordinates. Putting their phone back into his pockets.]

[He listens to the cordnets when he says them…. Wow he went in the wrong direction entirely]

[He spins around now knowing where he was but not the direction]

Well bummer…

[Yeah he doesn’t know what direction to go, he grabs something behind his back and dials something before putting it in a calling position]

[They're just.. looking at him.

Laying against the lightpole, he took a quick glance at the street. Waiting. When's he getting here? They're waiting for quite a bit now...]

... who da hell are ya, anyways?

[putting away the phone while the hundred coordinate points arrive]

Oh? Well thats a bit of a complicated answer

[He also crouches down to the short guys height]

But like to put it simply we are just wandering and interacting, Quite fun just wandering

(A strange Robloxian wanders the roads)

(Who would be wandering this late in the night?)

(although he looks like someone from afar)

[ @Anons22 ]

[And this is what he gets for getting distracted. Alone on the streets in the middle of the night. Ashle groans as he laid against one of the lightpoles, his hood up and their briefcase understand their other arm. They already called for someone to pick them up, so now he's just.. waiting.]

damnit, how much longer till he gets here..?

[The Entity muttered under his breath, before blinking at the stranger wandering. Huh, there's someone out here? At this time? That's.. unfortunate for them. They don't let their sights linger for long, turning away to look at the road.]

(The Wielder stops walking for a moment before looking around, he mumbled something barley audible, something about "being lost")

Eh I ran out of map data anyways

(Distantly spoken, they walk upon a patch of grass and stabs his Firebrand in the dirt so it wouldn't burn other stuff)

(Immediately after he starts glowing like a glowstick, the light cuts through the darkness with ease, he also looks around for a bit seeing his surroundings)

aUGH??

[Flashbang! Their arm instinctively went up to shield his eyes from the sudden light, blinking away the slight blurriness in his vision.

It took a moment to adjust to it, and when his eyes did they lowered their arm and squinted at the now glowstick of a person.]

what thee fuc...

(He looks around, it was in fact a street although when he was done he hears Ashle and his seemingly head locks on to that)

(He picks up his Firebrand that was left stabbed and when he picked up the sword, the glow emitting from him quickly faded away leaving the night's darkness in his place and blending in the dark while still watching the wise guy)

(You feel a pair of footsteps walking in your direction now)

[Oh crap—

Blinking, they turned their head almost frantically to locate where the footsteps is coming from, his briefcase held closer to his chest. They do not want to be chased in the middle of the night, no thank you.]

(When the footsteps stop Infront of you, they don't move, they don't attack just looking with curiosity)

(he looks with curiosity from being out here so late, most would sleep so he is looking for a reason)

[The Entity is leaning slightly away. They definitely did not yelp a bit out of surprise, nah uh. It was difficult to make out their face considering they have their hood up, but his confusion and slight uncomfortablness is obvious.]

... uh... you, need something?

(He puts down his... Firebrand? It was a Firebrand apon closer inspection and he starts glowing again while his light is still cutting through the darkness it wasn't as harsh)

(He had some sort of firering shirt and the lines on it was the first thing to glow when he puts down the Firebrand)

[Uhh...??? As soon as the Anon started glowing again, their arms went up to block his eyes. It wasn't as bad like before, but it was still a jarring difference that his eyes can't adjust that quickly to. His hood is helping, a little.

His arms doesn't stay up long, putting them down after a few seconds. They squirt their eyes at the stranger, the firering being the first thing he noticed. Glowy..]

...???

(He stared at him for a few seconds)

You look kinda familiar

(after he said that he crouched down so he can see his face better because of the hood, are those sunglasses? It looks like the lenses are reflecting nothing)

[The Entity let out a startled laugh. One of his hands, his free one, moved to pull at their hood further down.]

whah— aha, whaat? me? naah, ive never seen you before in my life

[Heights, there's nothing behind those sunglasses. Reminds them of Krystal, oddly enough. The dancer's sunglasses could block anything.

There's a bit of curly black hair peeking out, and the reflection of their golden glasses. For a moment, his eyes could be made out, but they turned away before it lingered too long.]

[He stood back up, has he seen those glasses? No, has he heard of those glasses?]

[-Glasses stricken with gold hides best in the hood for-]

[Yeah.... Cancelling the rest of the thought, the only person he has ever bothered to rant about, oh!]

You must be Ashle

[beat]

I mean I suppose we haven't seen each other ever, it's kinda fair you haven't seen me

[while the light is helping the darkness of the night still obscures most of what he looks like

But it doesn't really matter does it]

[He's gonna die on the spot, on Hexa's soul.]

...nah uh?

[Unconsciously, their fingers lightly tap against their briefcase, more of a nervous habit then anything with rhythm. He's still squinting at him, mostly trying to make out what the Anon looked like.]

prettyy sure i wouldve remembered if ive met someone like ya before, so...

[He sqints at the darkness untill he realizes this fella probably can't see well in the darkness, well he thinks it's way too dark this night can the clouds stop covering the stars so much]

[He makes a cartoonish thinking gesture before he drops it and looks at the wise guy again]

Yeah

[A fellow Anon first comes to mind when he thinks about Ashle]

....I've heard from a third party about you, this is my first time seeing you around

[Huh?] ... elaborate?

[They're not sure if they should start panicking or not. Seriously, third party? That can mean a lot of things and he's rightfully concerned about it!]

[They stare for a good minute]

[He is NOT elaborating fully]

Well you know how it is

Pretty infamous for being some entity at RAC

[He's leaving it vague because he does not want to talk about the "third party" guy he is already creeped out enough about him]

[The Entity stepped back. If there wasn't tension before, there is now.] ... what do you want?

[Oh yeah what was he here for]

Oh, do you know the coordinates here

[Right he's still lost]

[They stared at the anon for a long while, before their freehand went into his pockets, searching for and eventually pulling out a phone. What's he looking at...]

... its...

[A small pause, before he tells the anon the current coordinates. Putting their phone back into his pockets.]

[He listens to the cordnets when he says them…. Wow he went in the wrong direction entirely]

[He spins around now knowing where he was but not the direction]

Well bummer…

[Yeah he doesn’t know what direction to go, he grabs something behind his back and dials something before putting it in a calling position]

(A strange Robloxian wanders the roads)

(Who would be wandering this late in the night?)

(although he looks like someone from afar)

[ @Anons22 ]

[And this is what he gets for getting distracted. Alone on the streets in the middle of the night. Ashle groans as he laid against one of the lightpoles, his hood up and their briefcase understand their other arm. They already called for someone to pick them up, so now he's just.. waiting.]

damnit, how much longer till he gets here..?

[The Entity muttered under his breath, before blinking at the stranger wandering. Huh, there's someone out here? At this time? That's.. unfortunate for them. They don't let their sights linger for long, turning away to look at the road.]

(The Wielder stops walking for a moment before looking around, he mumbled something barley audible, something about "being lost")

Eh I ran out of map data anyways

(Distantly spoken, they walk upon a patch of grass and stabs his Firebrand in the dirt so it wouldn't burn other stuff)

(Immediately after he starts glowing like a glowstick, the light cuts through the darkness with ease, he also looks around for a bit seeing his surroundings)

aUGH??

[Flashbang! Their arm instinctively went up to shield his eyes from the sudden light, blinking away the slight blurriness in his vision.

It took a moment to adjust to it, and when his eyes did they lowered their arm and squinted at the now glowstick of a person.]

what thee fuc...

(He looks around, it was in fact a street although when he was done he hears Ashle and his seemingly head locks on to that)

(He picks up his Firebrand that was left stabbed and when he picked up the sword, the glow emitting from him quickly faded away leaving the night's darkness in his place and blending in the dark while still watching the wise guy)

(You feel a pair of footsteps walking in your direction now)

[Oh crap—

Blinking, they turned their head almost frantically to locate where the footsteps is coming from, his briefcase held closer to his chest. They do not want to be chased in the middle of the night, no thank you.]

(When the footsteps stop Infront of you, they don't move, they don't attack just looking with curiosity)

(he looks with curiosity from being out here so late, most would sleep so he is looking for a reason)

[The Entity is leaning slightly away. They definitely did not yelp a bit out of surprise, nah uh. It was difficult to make out their face considering they have their hood up, but his confusion and slight uncomfortablness is obvious.]

... uh... you, need something?

(He puts down his... Firebrand? It was a Firebrand apon closer inspection and he starts glowing again while his light is still cutting through the darkness it wasn't as harsh)

(He had some sort of firering shirt and the lines on it was the first thing to glow when he puts down the Firebrand)

[Uhh...??? As soon as the Anon started glowing again, their arms went up to block his eyes. It wasn't as bad like before, but it was still a jarring difference that his eyes can't adjust that quickly to. His hood is helping, a little.

His arms doesn't stay up long, putting them down after a few seconds. They squirt their eyes at the stranger, the firering being the first thing he noticed. Glowy..]

...???

(He stared at him for a few seconds)

You look kinda familiar

(after he said that he crouched down so he can see his face better because of the hood, are those sunglasses? It looks like the lenses are reflecting nothing)

[The Entity let out a startled laugh. One of his hands, his free one, moved to pull at their hood further down.]

whah— aha, whaat? me? naah, ive never seen you before in my life

[Heights, there's nothing behind those sunglasses. Reminds them of Krystal, oddly enough. The dancer's sunglasses could block anything.

There's a bit of curly black hair peeking out, and the reflection of their golden glasses. For a moment, his eyes could be made out, but they turned away before it lingered too long.]

[He stood back up, has he seen those glasses? No, has he heard of those glasses?]

[-Glasses stricken with gold hides best in the hood for-]

[Yeah.... Cancelling the rest of the thought, the only person he has ever bothered to rant about, oh!]

You must be Ashle

[beat]

I mean I suppose we haven't seen each other ever, it's kinda fair you haven't seen me

[while the light is helping the darkness of the night still obscures most of what he looks like

But it doesn't really matter does it]

[He's gonna die on the spot, on Hexa's soul.]

...nah uh?

[Unconsciously, their fingers lightly tap against their briefcase, more of a nervous habit then anything with rhythm. He's still squinting at him, mostly trying to make out what the Anon looked like.]

prettyy sure i wouldve remembered if ive met someone like ya before, so...

[He sqints at the darkness untill he realizes this fella probably can't see well in the darkness, well he thinks it's way too dark this night can the clouds stop covering the stars so much]

[He makes a cartoonish thinking gesture before he drops it and looks at the wise guy again]

Yeah

[A fellow Anon first comes to mind when he thinks about Ashle]

....I've heard from a third party about you, this is my first time seeing you around

[Huh?] ... elaborate?

[They're not sure if they should start panicking or not. Seriously, third party? That can mean a lot of things and he's rightfully concerned about it!]

[They stare for a good minute]

[He is NOT elaborating fully]

Well you know how it is

Pretty infamous for being some entity at RAC

[He's leaving it vague because he does not want to talk about the "third party" guy he is already creeped out enough about him]

[The Entity stepped back. If there wasn't tension before, there is now.] ... what do you want?

[Oh yeah what was he here for]

Oh, do you know the coordinates here

[Right he's still lost]

(A strange Robloxian wanders the roads)

(Who would be wandering this late in the night?)

(although he looks like someone from afar)

[ @Anons22 ]

[And this is what he gets for getting distracted. Alone on the streets in the middle of the night. Ashle groans as he laid against one of the lightpoles, his hood up and their briefcase understand their other arm. They already called for someone to pick them up, so now he's just.. waiting.]

damnit, how much longer till he gets here..?

[The Entity muttered under his breath, before blinking at the stranger wandering. Huh, there's someone out here? At this time? That's.. unfortunate for them. They don't let their sights linger for long, turning away to look at the road.]

(The Wielder stops walking for a moment before looking around, he mumbled something barley audible, something about "being lost")

Eh I ran out of map data anyways

(Distantly spoken, they walk upon a patch of grass and stabs his Firebrand in the dirt so it wouldn't burn other stuff)

(Immediately after he starts glowing like a glowstick, the light cuts through the darkness with ease, he also looks around for a bit seeing his surroundings)

aUGH??

[Flashbang! Their arm instinctively went up to shield his eyes from the sudden light, blinking away the slight blurriness in his vision.

It took a moment to adjust to it, and when his eyes did they lowered their arm and squinted at the now glowstick of a person.]

what thee fuc...

(He looks around, it was in fact a street although when he was done he hears Ashle and his seemingly head locks on to that)

(He picks up his Firebrand that was left stabbed and when he picked up the sword, the glow emitting from him quickly faded away leaving the night's darkness in his place and blending in the dark while still watching the wise guy)

(You feel a pair of footsteps walking in your direction now)

[Oh crap—

Blinking, they turned their head almost frantically to locate where the footsteps is coming from, his briefcase held closer to his chest. They do not want to be chased in the middle of the night, no thank you.]

(When the footsteps stop Infront of you, they don't move, they don't attack just looking with curiosity)

(he looks with curiosity from being out here so late, most would sleep so he is looking for a reason)

[The Entity is leaning slightly away. They definitely did not yelp a bit out of surprise, nah uh. It was difficult to make out their face considering they have their hood up, but his confusion and slight uncomfortablness is obvious.]

... uh... you, need something?

(He puts down his... Firebrand? It was a Firebrand apon closer inspection and he starts glowing again while his light is still cutting through the darkness it wasn't as harsh)

(He had some sort of firering shirt and the lines on it was the first thing to glow when he puts down the Firebrand)

[Uhh...??? As soon as the Anon started glowing again, their arms went up to block his eyes. It wasn't as bad like before, but it was still a jarring difference that his eyes can't adjust that quickly to. His hood is helping, a little.

His arms doesn't stay up long, putting them down after a few seconds. They squirt their eyes at the stranger, the firering being the first thing he noticed. Glowy..]

...???

(He stared at him for a few seconds)

You look kinda familiar

(after he said that he crouched down so he can see his face better because of the hood, are those sunglasses? It looks like the lenses are reflecting nothing)

[The Entity let out a startled laugh. One of his hands, his free one, moved to pull at their hood further down.]

whah— aha, whaat? me? naah, ive never seen you before in my life

[Heights, there's nothing behind those sunglasses. Reminds them of Krystal, oddly enough. The dancer's sunglasses could block anything.

There's a bit of curly black hair peeking out, and the reflection of their golden glasses. For a moment, his eyes could be made out, but they turned away before it lingered too long.]

[He stood back up, has he seen those glasses? No, has he heard of those glasses?]

[-Glasses stricken with gold hides best in the hood for-]

[Yeah.... Cancelling the rest of the thought, the only person he has ever bothered to rant about, oh!]

You must be Ashle

[beat]

I mean I suppose we haven't seen each other ever, it's kinda fair you haven't seen me

[while the light is helping the darkness of the night still obscures most of what he looks like

But it doesn't really matter does it]

[He's gonna die on the spot, on Hexa's soul.]

...nah uh?

[Unconsciously, their fingers lightly tap against their briefcase, more of a nervous habit then anything with rhythm. He's still squinting at him, mostly trying to make out what the Anon looked like.]

prettyy sure i wouldve remembered if ive met someone like ya before, so...

[He sqints at the darkness untill he realizes this fella probably can't see well in the darkness, well he thinks it's way too dark this night can the clouds stop covering the stars so much]

[He makes a cartoonish thinking gesture before he drops it and looks at the wise guy again]

Yeah

[A fellow Anon first comes to mind when he thinks about Ashle]

....I've heard from a third party about you, this is my first time seeing you around

[Huh?] ... elaborate?

[They're not sure if they should start panicking or not. Seriously, third party? That can mean a lot of things and he's rightfully concerned about it!]

[They stare for a good minute]

[He is NOT elaborating fully]

Well you know how it is

Pretty infamous for being some entity at RAC

[He's leaving it vague because he does not want to talk about the "third party" guy he is already creeped out enough about him]

(A strange Robloxian wanders the roads)

(Who would be wandering this late in the night?)

(although he looks like someone from afar)

[ @Anons22 ]

[And this is what he gets for getting distracted. Alone on the streets in the middle of the night. Ashle groans as he laid against one of the lightpoles, his hood up and their briefcase understand their other arm. They already called for someone to pick them up, so now he's just.. waiting.]

damnit, how much longer till he gets here..?

[The Entity muttered under his breath, before blinking at the stranger wandering. Huh, there's someone out here? At this time? That's.. unfortunate for them. They don't let their sights linger for long, turning away to look at the road.]

(The Wielder stops walking for a moment before looking around, he mumbled something barley audible, something about "being lost")

Eh I ran out of map data anyways

(Distantly spoken, they walk upon a patch of grass and stabs his Firebrand in the dirt so it wouldn't burn other stuff)

(Immediately after he starts glowing like a glowstick, the light cuts through the darkness with ease, he also looks around for a bit seeing his surroundings)

aUGH??

[Flashbang! Their arm instinctively went up to shield his eyes from the sudden light, blinking away the slight blurriness in his vision.

It took a moment to adjust to it, and when his eyes did they lowered their arm and squinted at the now glowstick of a person.]

what thee fuc...

(He looks around, it was in fact a street although when he was done he hears Ashle and his seemingly head locks on to that)

(He picks up his Firebrand that was left stabbed and when he picked up the sword, the glow emitting from him quickly faded away leaving the night's darkness in his place and blending in the dark while still watching the wise guy)

(You feel a pair of footsteps walking in your direction now)

[Oh crap—

Blinking, they turned their head almost frantically to locate where the footsteps is coming from, his briefcase held closer to his chest. They do not want to be chased in the middle of the night, no thank you.]

(When the footsteps stop Infront of you, they don't move, they don't attack just looking with curiosity)

(he looks with curiosity from being out here so late, most would sleep so he is looking for a reason)

[The Entity is leaning slightly away. They definitely did not yelp a bit out of surprise, nah uh. It was difficult to make out their face considering they have their hood up, but his confusion and slight uncomfortablness is obvious.]

... uh... you, need something?

(He puts down his... Firebrand? It was a Firebrand apon closer inspection and he starts glowing again while his light is still cutting through the darkness it wasn't as harsh)

(He had some sort of firering shirt and the lines on it was the first thing to glow when he puts down the Firebrand)

[Uhh...??? As soon as the Anon started glowing again, their arms went up to block his eyes. It wasn't as bad like before, but it was still a jarring difference that his eyes can't adjust that quickly to. His hood is helping, a little.

His arms doesn't stay up long, putting them down after a few seconds. They squirt their eyes at the stranger, the firering being the first thing he noticed. Glowy..]

...???

(He stared at him for a few seconds)

You look kinda familiar

(after he said that he crouched down so he can see his face better because of the hood, are those sunglasses? It looks like the lenses are reflecting nothing)

[The Entity let out a startled laugh. One of his hands, his free one, moved to pull at their hood further down.]

whah— aha, whaat? me? naah, ive never seen you before in my life

[Heights, there's nothing behind those sunglasses. Reminds them of Krystal, oddly enough. The dancer's sunglasses could block anything.

There's a bit of curly black hair peeking out, and the reflection of their golden glasses. For a moment, his eyes could be made out, but they turned away before it lingered too long.]

[He stood back up, has he seen those glasses? No, has he heard of those glasses?]

[-Glasses stricken with gold hides best in the hood for-]

[Yeah.... Cancelling the rest of the thought, the only person he has ever bothered to rant about, oh!]

You must be Ashle

[beat]

I mean I suppose we haven't seen each other ever, it's kinda fair you haven't seen me

[while the light is helping the darkness of the night still obscures most of what he looks like

But it doesn't really matter does it]

[He's gonna die on the spot, on Hexa's soul.]

...nah uh?

[Unconsciously, their fingers lightly tap against their briefcase, more of a nervous habit then anything with rhythm. He's still squinting at him, mostly trying to make out what the Anon looked like.]

prettyy sure i wouldve remembered if ive met someone like ya before, so...

[He sqints at the darkness untill he realizes this fella probably can't see well in the darkness, well he thinks it's way too dark this night can the clouds stop covering the stars so much]

[He makes a cartoonish thinking gesture before he drops it and looks at the wise guy again]

Yeah

[A fellow Anon first comes to mind when he thinks about Ashle]

....I've heard from a third party about you, this is my first time seeing you around

(A strange Robloxian wanders the roads)

(Who would be wandering this late in the night?)

(although he looks like someone from afar)

[ @Anons22 ]

[And this is what he gets for getting distracted. Alone on the streets in the middle of the night. Ashle groans as he laid against one of the lightpoles, his hood up and their briefcase understand their other arm. They already called for someone to pick them up, so now he's just.. waiting.]

damnit, how much longer till he gets here..?

[The Entity muttered under his breath, before blinking at the stranger wandering. Huh, there's someone out here? At this time? That's.. unfortunate for them. They don't let their sights linger for long, turning away to look at the road.]

(The Wielder stops walking for a moment before looking around, he mumbled something barley audible, something about "being lost")

Eh I ran out of map data anyways

(Distantly spoken, they walk upon a patch of grass and stabs his Firebrand in the dirt so it wouldn't burn other stuff)

(Immediately after he starts glowing like a glowstick, the light cuts through the darkness with ease, he also looks around for a bit seeing his surroundings)

aUGH??

[Flashbang! Their arm instinctively went up to shield his eyes from the sudden light, blinking away the slight blurriness in his vision.

It took a moment to adjust to it, and when his eyes did they lowered their arm and squinted at the now glowstick of a person.]

what thee fuc...

(He looks around, it was in fact a street although when he was done he hears Ashle and his seemingly head locks on to that)

(He picks up his Firebrand that was left stabbed and when he picked up the sword, the glow emitting from him quickly faded away leaving the night's darkness in his place and blending in the dark while still watching the wise guy)

(You feel a pair of footsteps walking in your direction now)

[Oh crap—

Blinking, they turned their head almost frantically to locate where the footsteps is coming from, his briefcase held closer to his chest. They do not want to be chased in the middle of the night, no thank you.]

(When the footsteps stop Infront of you, they don't move, they don't attack just looking with curiosity)

(he looks with curiosity from being out here so late, most would sleep so he is looking for a reason)

[The Entity is leaning slightly away. They definitely did not yelp a bit out of surprise, nah uh. It was difficult to make out their face considering they have their hood up, but his confusion and slight uncomfortablness is obvious.]

... uh... you, need something?

(He puts down his... Firebrand? It was a Firebrand apon closer inspection and he starts glowing again while his light is still cutting through the darkness it wasn't as harsh)

(He had some sort of firering shirt and the lines on it was the first thing to glow when he puts down the Firebrand)

[Uhh...??? As soon as the Anon started glowing again, their arms went up to block his eyes. It wasn't as bad like before, but it was still a jarring difference that his eyes can't adjust that quickly to. His hood is helping, a little.

His arms doesn't stay up long, putting them down after a few seconds. They squirt their eyes at the stranger, the firering being the first thing he noticed. Glowy..]

...???

(He stared at him for a few seconds)

You look kinda familiar

(after he said that he crouched down so he can see his face better because of the hood, are those sunglasses? It looks like the lenses are reflecting nothing)

[The Entity let out a startled laugh. One of his hands, his free one, moved to pull at their hood further down.]

whah— aha, whaat? me? naah, ive never seen you before in my life

[Heights, there's nothing behind those sunglasses. Reminds them of Krystal, oddly enough. The dancer's sunglasses could block anything.

There's a bit of curly black hair peeking out, and the reflection of their golden glasses. For a moment, his eyes could be made out, but they turned away before it lingered too long.]

[He stood back up, has he seen those glasses? No, has he heard of those glasses?]

[-Glasses stricken with gold hides best in the hood for-]

[Yeah.... Cancelling the rest of the thought, the only person he has ever bothered to rant about, oh!]

You must be Ashle

[beat]

I mean I suppose we haven't seen each other ever, it's kinda fair you haven't seen me

[while the light is helping the darkness of the night still obscures most of what he looks like

But it doesn't really matter does it]

(A strange Robloxian wanders the roads)

(Who would be wandering this late in the night?)

(although he looks like someone from afar)

[ @Anons22 ]

[And this is what he gets for getting distracted. Alone on the streets in the middle of the night. Ashle groans as he laid against one of the lightpoles, his hood up and their briefcase understand their other arm. They already called for someone to pick them up, so now he's just.. waiting.]

damnit, how much longer till he gets here..?

[The Entity muttered under his breath, before blinking at the stranger wandering. Huh, there's someone out here? At this time? That's.. unfortunate for them. They don't let their sights linger for long, turning away to look at the road.]

(The Wielder stops walking for a moment before looking around, he mumbled something barley audible, something about "being lost")

Eh I ran out of map data anyways

(Distantly spoken, they walk upon a patch of grass and stabs his Firebrand in the dirt so it wouldn't burn other stuff)

(Immediately after he starts glowing like a glowstick, the light cuts through the darkness with ease, he also looks around for a bit seeing his surroundings)

aUGH??

[Flashbang! Their arm instinctively went up to shield his eyes from the sudden light, blinking away the slight blurriness in his vision.

It took a moment to adjust to it, and when his eyes did they lowered their arm and squinted at the now glowstick of a person.]

what thee fuc...

(He looks around, it was in fact a street although when he was done he hears Ashle and his seemingly head locks on to that)

(He picks up his Firebrand that was left stabbed and when he picked up the sword, the glow emitting from him quickly faded away leaving the night's darkness in his place and blending in the dark while still watching the wise guy)

(You feel a pair of footsteps walking in your direction now)

[Oh crap—

Blinking, they turned their head almost frantically to locate where the footsteps is coming from, his briefcase held closer to his chest. They do not want to be chased in the middle of the night, no thank you.]

(When the footsteps stop Infront of you, they don't move, they don't attack just looking with curiosity)

(he looks with curiosity from being out here so late, most would sleep so he is looking for a reason)

[The Entity is leaning slightly away. They definitely did not yelp a bit out of surprise, nah uh. It was difficult to make out their face considering they have their hood up, but his confusion and slight uncomfortablness is obvious.]

... uh... you, need something?

(He puts down his... Firebrand? It was a Firebrand apon closer inspection and he starts glowing again while his light is still cutting through the darkness it wasn't as harsh)

(He had some sort of firering shirt and the lines on it was the first thing to glow when he puts down the Firebrand)

[Uhh...??? As soon as the Anon started glowing again, their arms went up to block his eyes. It wasn't as bad like before, but it was still a jarring difference that his eyes can't adjust that quickly to. His hood is helping, a little.

His arms doesn't stay up long, putting them down after a few seconds. They squirt their eyes at the stranger, the firering being the first thing he noticed. Glowy..]

...???

(He stared at him for a few seconds)

You look kinda familiar

(after he said that he crouched down so he can see his face better because of the hood, are those sunglasses? It looks like the lenses are reflecting nothing)

(A strange Robloxian wanders the roads)

(Who would be wandering this late in the night?)

(although he looks like someone from afar)

[ @Anons22 ]

[And this is what he gets for getting distracted. Alone on the streets in the middle of the night. Ashle groans as he laid against one of the lightpoles, his hood up and their briefcase understand their other arm. They already called for someone to pick them up, so now he's just.. waiting.]

damnit, how much longer till he gets here..?

[The Entity muttered under his breath, before blinking at the stranger wandering. Huh, there's someone out here? At this time? That's.. unfortunate for them. They don't let their sights linger for long, turning away to look at the road.]

(The Wielder stops walking for a moment before looking around, he mumbled something barley audible, something about "being lost")

Eh I ran out of map data anyways

(Distantly spoken, they walk upon a patch of grass and stabs his Firebrand in the dirt so it wouldn't burn other stuff)

(Immediately after he starts glowing like a glowstick, the light cuts through the darkness with ease, he also looks around for a bit seeing his surroundings)

aUGH??

[Flashbang! Their arm instinctively went up to shield his eyes from the sudden light, blinking away the slight blurriness in his vision.

It took a moment to adjust to it, and when his eyes did they lowered their arm and squinted at the now glowstick of a person.]

what thee fuc...

(He looks around, it was in fact a street although when he was done he hears Ashle and his seemingly head locks on to that)

(He picks up his Firebrand that was left stabbed and when he picked up the sword, the glow emitting from him quickly faded away leaving the night's darkness in his place and blending in the dark while still watching the wise guy)

(You feel a pair of footsteps walking in your direction now)

[Oh crap—

Blinking, they turned their head almost frantically to locate where the footsteps is coming from, his briefcase held closer to his chest. They do not want to be chased in the middle of the night, no thank you.]

(When the footsteps stop Infront of you, they don't move, they don't attack just looking with curiosity)

(he looks with curiosity from being out here so late, most would sleep so he is looking for a reason)

[The Entity is leaning slightly away. They definitely did not yelp a bit out of surprise, nah uh. It was difficult to make out their face considering they have their hood up, but his confusion and slight uncomfortablness is obvious.]

... uh... you, need something?

(He puts down his... Firebrand? It was a Firebrand apon closer inspection and he starts glowing again while his light is still cutting through the darkness it wasn't as harsh)

(He had some sort of firering shirt and the lines on it was the first thing to glow when he puts down the Firebrand)

(A strange Robloxian wanders the roads)

(Who would be wandering this late in the night?)

(although he looks like someone from afar)

[ @Anons22 ]

[And this is what he gets for getting distracted. Alone on the streets in the middle of the night. Ashle groans as he laid against one of the lightpoles, his hood up and their briefcase understand their other arm. They already called for someone to pick them up, so now he's just.. waiting.]

damnit, how much longer till he gets here..?

[The Entity muttered under his breath, before blinking at the stranger wandering. Huh, there's someone out here? At this time? That's.. unfortunate for them. They don't let their sights linger for long, turning away to look at the road.]

(The Wielder stops walking for a moment before looking around, he mumbled something barley audible, something about "being lost")

Eh I ran out of map data anyways

(Distantly spoken, they walk upon a patch of grass and stabs his Firebrand in the dirt so it wouldn't burn other stuff)

(Immediately after he starts glowing like a glowstick, the light cuts through the darkness with ease, he also looks around for a bit seeing his surroundings)

aUGH??

[Flashbang! Their arm instinctively went up to shield his eyes from the sudden light, blinking away the slight blurriness in his vision.

It took a moment to adjust to it, and when his eyes did they lowered their arm and squinted at the now glowstick of a person.]

what thee fuc...

(He looks around, it was in fact a street although when he was done he hears Ashle and his seemingly head locks on to that)

(He picks up his Firebrand that was left stabbed and when he picked up the sword, the glow emitting from him quickly faded away leaving the night's darkness in his place and blending in the dark while still watching the wise guy)

(You feel a pair of footsteps walking in your direction now)

[Oh crap—

Blinking, they turned their head almost frantically to locate where the footsteps is coming from, his briefcase held closer to his chest. They do not want to be chased in the middle of the night, no thank you.]

(When the footsteps stop Infront of you, they don't move, they don't attack just looking with curiosity)

(he looks with curiosity from being out here so late, most would sleep so he is looking for a reason)

#-c22

(A strange Robloxian wanders the roads)

(Who would be wandering this late in the night?)

(although he looks like someone from afar)

[ @Anons22 ]

[And this is what he gets for getting distracted. Alone on the streets in the middle of the night. Ashle groans as he laid against one of the lightpoles, his hood up and their briefcase understand their other arm. They already called for someone to pick them up, so now he's just.. waiting.]

damnit, how much longer till he gets here..?

[The Entity muttered under his breath, before blinking at the stranger wandering. Huh, there's someone out here? At this time? That's.. unfortunate for them. They don't let their sights linger for long, turning away to look at the road.]

(The Wielder stops walking for a moment before looking around, he mumbled something barley audible, something about "being lost")

Eh I ran out of map data anyways

(Distantly spoken, they walk upon a patch of grass and stabs his Firebrand in the dirt so it wouldn't burn other stuff)

(Immediately after he starts glowing like a glowstick, the light cuts through the darkness with ease, he also looks around for a bit seeing his surroundings)

aUGH??

[Flashbang! Their arm instinctively went up to shield his eyes from the sudden light, blinking away the slight blurriness in his vision.

It took a moment to adjust to it, and when his eyes did they lowered their arm and squinted at the now glowstick of a person.]

what thee fuc...

(He looks around, it was in fact a street although when he was done he hears Ashle and his seemingly head locks on to that)

(He picks up his Firebrand that was left stabbed and when he picked up the sword, the glow emitting from him quickly faded away leaving the night's darkness in his place and blending in the dark while still watching the wise guy)

(You feel a pair of footsteps walking in your direction now)

#-c22

(A strange Robloxian wanders the roads)

(Who would be wandering this late in the night?)

(although he looks like someone from afar)

[ @Anons22 ]

[And this is what he gets for getting distracted. Alone on the streets in the middle of the night. Ashle groans as he laid against one of the lightpoles, his hood up and their briefcase understand their other arm. They already called for someone to pick them up, so now he's just.. waiting.]

damnit, how much longer till he gets here..?

[The Entity muttered under his breath, before blinking at the stranger wandering. Huh, there's someone out here? At this time? That's.. unfortunate for them. They don't let their sights linger for long, turning away to look at the road.]