the purifier

"Be grateful. By slaying you now, I spare you an eternity of torment."

[dualgun]

Remarkable. I didn’t even know people shipped Thresh and Senna. I may slip off to a different muse. 

[thuashdore]

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WAS THIS AN ATTEMPT TO EMBARRASS HER? 

A single bleached eyebrow quirked in response to the warmth against her lips, the callous finger that had tilted her chin towards the ( as far as SHE was concerned ) stranger.

She would not be PUT OFF in such a way – she was queen after all, having suffered far worse than a mere lip-lock as an attempt to question her authority. Cool hands gripped the man’s shoulders as she pulled him closer to her, initiating a far deeper kiss – one that would surely take him by complete SURPRISE. A turning of tables, so it was called, Sylvanas Windrunner would not allow herself to lose control to a FOOL such as he.

[dualgun]

❛ you look like you could use a coffee right now , old man. ❜

The words aren't ignored to say the least but the lengthy pause that followed might have alluded to the man's irritation. That is before he finally let his gaze drift toward the other. 

"Did you say something? My hearing's not quite what it used to be. Old age and all." Tapping at his ear, the man's amusement sparked along his lips before he turned his attention back to the menu. A late diner visit, ideal to say the least. 

"Late night at the clubs I'm guessing?"

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There’s a sour distaste on his tongue,  —  it almost feels like pain and it sings like a certain sadness.   ‘  —- I am not your enemy,  Lucian.  ‘   

@dualgun.  starter call.

[dualgun]

"I've stayed my hand long enough to hear more lies spill from an undead than I care to tolerate, Yorick." 

Fingertips skimmed one of the two relic armaments located at each hip, if anything the being before him had been something different yet one in the same.

"Do yourself a favor and don't take a page from their book. Tell me where he is."

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[dualgun]

" i am fine. " lack of sleep weighs on her like the world shrugged on Altas' shoulders ( of course it was another nightmare. ) " i will take this shift. you can rest. "

a roll of his eyes suited the other's rather 'bold' claim. even so, the pressing matter had been his companion's depleted energy. if anything he'd been the sole witness to her vulnerable state. however, the man's recognition of her guarded nature spelled the need for some level of tact. snapping a few stray pieces of dry wood, the fire crackled absently all the more hungry for the additional fuel. 

" and after you've dozed off, who will keep watch then? " knowing the other might have taken offense he instead picked a lengthy stick to toy with the building ash in the fireside. sketching absently he let golden eyes fixate more openly on her. " come here, riven. " as she drew close he only gestured her more. 

" closer. sit next to me. " 

finally he had finished the two sketches before him. initials, all too carved into his very being he'd been inclined to voice his own experiences. 

" you've seen war, you've become it sure enough. but grief, true grief and loss nothing prepares you for that. i don't care if you're a living god or a child. we all deal with it differently, some better than others. you, your allies no doubt or your sins whatever you've made them out to be. myself, my dead wife. we all have our burdens, you're not alone in that. but if you insist on not getting sleep i'll simply have to knock you out myself." 

baiting the other, his threat hadn't been one in the least. he knew she'd ask questions, he'd willingly answer even as an additional sketch filled the ash beneath him. her own initial coupled with his and his wife's.

[dualgun]

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[dualgun]

" be careful where you point those things. "

weapon level with the kumiho, it seemed the purifier's intentions had been entirely centered upon her. that is before the shot rang out. 

zipping forward, the surge of caustic energy hadn't even singed an ear before colliding with the lithe creature behind her. emaciated, the undead figure resembled a human save for elongated digits ending in claws. eyes vacant, the glowing orbs faded as the creature fell backwards. 

writhing in agony, limbs had finally curled in on themselves much like a spider before the undead creature had been vanquished in its entirety. lifting himself off the ground, a hand had brushed any dirt and foliage away before he holstered the weapon. 

" if i'd wanted you, you wouldn't have seen it coming. "

[dualgun]

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[darktowerposting]

Darkness is your weapon. Guns are mine.

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rests her head on his shoulder, arm coming to tangle into his until fingers can settle on his knuckles. she didn't want to push it - hopefully, this would do for now, this moment.

There's a brief dip in his gaze, the way they're coiled together reminded him far too much of sharing his space with another. Despite merely walking, the act alone spoke to onlookers but just as well rationalizing the need for warmth and permitting a proper means of blending her within the village crowd brought an uneasy permission. He'd learned volumes of the other and to spurn her at such a simple gesture would have damaged far more than simply allowing it. Brief, his free hand grazed her knuckles in passing as if a reminder of his silent permission.

[dualgun]

venenum.

@violetrebcl

Tainted. Poisoned. Ravaged. There had been a score of words that might have described what had stricken the valley. What had once thrived remained choked by some foul presence that had ingrained itself far deeper into the very roots. It had become a nest of malignant energy, what purity remained had been buried beneath a weighted dark few could contend with. And yet it had beckoned to one who'd answered the call for aid. 

The nearby parish noted missing persons, from children to elders all last sighted being drawn to the very land in question. Run afoul by dark magic rumors had since arose of ghouls and fiends alike; enough to the point that few dared venture there. 

But at least one silhouette had been seen, clothed in both white and black only his silhouette had been discernible for a split moment before disappearing beneath thorny branches. He had known all too well what lurked within such a place constricted by death. 

The land still pulsed with a magic far older than few could discern but it had remained the perfect lure for those drawn to promises of power and in that the Purifier had been all too versed to the darkness of men and creature alike. 

For the moment he’d go unseen.

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