WAIT, AND HOPE.

Nothing but an Avenger who rages until he turns everything to ashes. Housed in Apartment D-5 & Retained his Avenger skill. and a pair of wool sheers wtf.

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@figureeyes

How and when he'd ended up in Sector five after being transported out of the woods is beyond him, but he's not complaining about being brought back to the city. Aside from the strange black creatures that walked the streets ( they caused him little trouble due to his abilities being back in full throttle ) there wasn't much to be seen. That is, until something flies smack into his face, knocking his hat from off of his head. "Eh? Who..." A hand rubs his forehead and he looks for the culprit, which floats above him. It seems to be a doll of sorts, it's like nothing he's ever seen.

Quick as ever, Avenger reaches up and grabs hold of it and holds tight. It wiggles and squirms in an attempt to get away, but there is no hope for it. "And what exactly could you be..." Edmond is bored and seeing as there's no possible way he'd be able to figure out what this thing is, he opts for the easiest option. With enough force, he crushes it into pieces and the sound of a scream escapes it. How interesting, he thinks to himself only to look up and see not too far from him, a man who looks angry.

"Ah, was it yours?"

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@casualtheft.

Light fog had settled throughout the forest, which gave him cover and ample opportunities to happen upon those that were lost and give them a scare. How long had it been since they had been condemned to this place? He's stopped counting the days, only waits for it to be over and to be able to return to the city, as they always do. He settles into leaning against a tree, deciding to wait for someone to pass. Hours pass and when someone does happen to pass--a child--he looks up from the brim of his hat from where he stands and is surprised to find that it's the girl he has become familiar with.

"We encounter each other quite a bit, don't we?" He removes himself from where he leans and moves to her side. "To stroll so casually through the wood at this early of an hour...is rather bold of you."

"Are you cold? Surely you must be."

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no offense but you are fucking hideous

you’re basically insulting yourself because we look just alike you dumbass bitch, played yourself

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You idiot. You could of had a V8!

do you do anything aside from meme

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lunastriker:

From: Zack To: who dis

Uh I can see ghosts, there ain’t no colors of the winds, wispy woods going on. I’m calling BS

SENT TO: Zack SENT FROM: King of the Cavern

They’re there, you just can’t see them. 

Maybe they’re just that good at hiding.

Watch your shadow.

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tarasqued:

To: King of the Cavern From: Saint Martha

Wyh can’t you just take care of it? Don’t make everyonr else deal with your prowrestlers.

*problems

Sorry. Autocorrect.

SENT TO: Saint Martha SENT FROM: King of the Cavern

Why don’t you learn how to spell before telling me what to do? 

Autocorrect or no. That is unacceptable.

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He’s bored.

SENT TO: All Contacts SENT FROM: King of the Cavern

If you happen to be in District Mu...beware, there are restless spirits haunting the area.

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possidere:

TO: King of the Cavern. FROM: Gudao.

( text. ) your sarcasm is sooooo not appreciated 

( text. ) you’re still my servant, though, idc what you say! i’ll keep worrying anyways! if something happened 2 you i’d feel guilty!

( text. ) as long as you’re ok though you don’t need to worry about me. where are you anyways

( text. ) make sure you’re nice to whoever you find and help those in need

( text. ) and yes that’s an order <(｀^´)>

SENT FROM: Avenger SENT TO: Gudao

You really are foolish, truly. Worrying about someone like me only leads to nothing but misfortune for all who are involved. 

An order? I suppose I can oblige...on my own terms, of course. Rest assured, anyone who I come across will not be harmed...physically.

The setting calls for a little mischief, a wooded area begging for shadows to be walked in. 

I hope that’s acceptable to you, though I plan to do what I please regardless.

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possidere:

TO: @demontes. FROM: Gudao.

( text. ) out of all times to choose not to scare me you had to choose now didnt you

( text. ) not that i wanted it! well, i do.. bcuz i would know you’re ok.

( text. ) youre probably going 2 say something like worrying about a servant is stupid but i can’t help it ok!!! 

( text. ) so tell me if you’re safe. 

( text. ) i won’t forgive you otherwise!!! ⋌( •̀ ⌂ •́ ) ⋋

SENT FROM: Avenger SENT TO: Gudao

Yes, you’re right. That is exactly what I was going to say.

That aside you should know better than to worry about the likes of me, master. To ease your mind though, yes, I am perfectly ‘safe’.

I would be at your side in an instant if that was your wish, but it seems that I am unable to leave my current location...how bothersome.

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possidere:

       ❝ First of all, please stop doing that… It’s bad for my heart. ❞ Not that he’s an old man, because he isn’t, but it’s still terribly startling to have someone talk so closely all of a sudden.

       ❝ You weren’t even supposed to hurt him to begin with! He’s just a human! I’m supposed to be humanity’s hope not humanity’s demise! ❞ But that would still enter an ear and leave the other with Dantes, wouldn’t it? Not that Gudao truly believes he would hurt an innocent man, if he were indeed innocent. ❝ Wha.. No! Of course not. ❞ And Gudao is a fool for even falling for such lame act. It’s hard to care for a Servant’s feelings to the point even jokes could hide the tiniest amount of truth. ❝ I just thought you would be the one to do the better job… You know! Shadows and stuff? Y… You aren’t hurt, right? I’m sorry. Next time I go somewhere fun, I’ll invite you. Promise! ❞

“Eh...but if I stopped doing something like that, it would be out of character.” And not as fun, because Gudao’s reactions really amuse him. 

He can't help but feel a tad bit annoyed at Gudao's very apparent need to make it up to him for doing something so shady, he really doesn't mind in the first place seeing as he'd done it because he wanted to. "It's fine, there's no need for you to do something so unnecessary." Dantes isn't quite sure he'd do well on what Gudao considered to be someplace 'fun'. "With that said...should you not be attempting to become friends with people your own age and not scare them away?" Not that he cares enough to be 100% concerned...he’s just wondering.

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“People truly...worry about the most mundane things.”

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@possidere

“So, about the boy.” As per usual, he is at Gudao's side without so much as a word before finally speaking up, cigarette hanging from his mouth. “I spoke with him, but did not harm him.” But he could've if he wanted to, honestly. Maybe if he'd gotten bored enough he would've. “That aside...am I the one you call when you need dirty work done? I'm almost hurt, master.” He's not.

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@justsworn

The apartment security systems had long since been discovered by him to be less than capable. They certainly weren't able to keep him out anyway and that made it particularly easy to pay unsuspecting targets a visit in person when he had business with them. For one reason or another, he's sent to sector three on the business of scoping out a single individual. While not usually in the business of taking orders or even requests from his master, he figured that this could be an interesting type of fun especially since it involved the safety of his sister.

Without much trouble at all, he's able to open the lock on the apartment door marked "A-3" and lets himself in, quietly. The lights are off, not a sound can be heard from anywhere as he stands in the front entrance. It's a good thing and now that he's sure that he's alone, he can make himself comfortable and wait for the kid he's supposed to be talking to. And so he takes a seat on the living room couch in plain view, hat still on his head, legs crossed, and hands neatly folded on his lap. Now, all he had to do was wait.

And he does wait, for what seems like hours, patiently he waits until he can hear the click of the front door and the lights slowly come out throughout the apartment and there stands the person whom he had been waiting for all this time. “Pardon the intrusion...I've been waiting for you.” Eyes lock onto the boy, a crooked smile now spreads across his features. “Why don't you take a seat?”

[10domu08]

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small starter call, capped at 4 for the time being! 

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possidere:

       ❝ Eh———- ❞

       ❝ Why do I have to beg for it… they’re free, you know! It’s not like I’m asking for one… ❞ But he reeeeeeally does want one. Who knows when he will see Dantes again? Maybe in another five months.

“Je rigolais. A joke, master.” He wasn’t joking, but the begging can be saved for another time. “Come, come.” He opens the sleeves of his cloak wide before ensnaring Gudao into a tight embrace. There shouldn’t be any complaints. “I’m afraid that I’ve been a terrible servant, consider this compensation.”

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possidere:

       A young magus stands in the middle of the street. It just so happens that today, the 6th of March, is just another normal day. Some people just happen to feel weirdly needy and affectionate at random times, you know?

“Pass, unless you beg, master.” Who cares that he hasn’t contacted Gudao at all before this.