No one wants to play with me...

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No one wants to play with me...
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Tales of Kizna - The Six God-Generals
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A lot of people have started following you...
 Entrances? Sync couldnât do that. He needed to search for his comrades and waiting at the entrance would only draw attention to himself. Someone would recognize him eventuallyâŠ
"SâŠ" The former God General paused for a moment. Could he trust this individual. Sure they had helped him stay clear of the guard but mentioning his name might draw unwanted attention. Then again not answering would probably make him seem just as suspicious. "Sync." He chose to let spill the truth.
"Interesting name," He almost felt like heâd heard it before. Though, he doubted it and shrugged it off. As he reached the next intersection, he turned towards where all the merchants and food vendors were at. He could use some food right about now. "Iâm gonnaâ get something to eat, you hungry?"
Sync momentarily raised a brow, a tad skeptical of the person generosity. He wasn't accustomed. But at the moment Sync had not even a gald to his name and was still stuck wandering in search of his comrades.
"Since you've offered, sure." The green haired boy grinned.
WHO WANTS STARTERS!? or wants to rp?
ANON HOUR STARTS NOW. NOTHING DELETED. EVERYTHING ANSWERED
A lot of people have started following you...
"The only former God-General serving any sentence is Dist. And that is due to him stealing some files from Malkuth." Aslan didnât know the whole story about that one and quite frankly he didnât want to know. "Everyone else was said to be dead, so youâre all good to go unless you do something not so good, I suppose." Scratching the back of his head, he explained quietly.Â
"Dist? So that roach is still alive, huh?" Sync spoke coldly of his 'ally'. Dist was his, and probably everyone's, least favorite of the God Generals. But he was at least a little glad to know that another one of them was alive, he wouldn't show it thought.
"..and don't worry. I'm not looking to cause any trouble at the moment."
A lot of people have started following you...
"Stolen?" Sync practically laughed. "Guess the guard of Malkuth canât even catch a little thief."
Though he snickered on the inside Sync did withhold a level of worry. Tightened security meant he had to be careful with where he went and whom he spoke to. Not to mention that if they were looking for a thief there was probably no great suspect than he. Heck, if found theyâd probably find a way to pin it on him along with the other missing God Generals.
"Everyone has their off days," Valen shrugged. "Anyway, you might be better staying towards the entrance and front part of the city is all Iâm saying." Looking over at his companion, he arced an eyebrow. "You never did say your name, did you? Iâm Valen."
Entrances? Sync couldn't do that. He needed to search for his comrades and waiting at the entrance would only draw attention to himself. Someone would recognize him eventually...
"S..." The former God General paused for a moment. Could he trust this individual. Sure they had helped him stay clear of the guard but mentioning his name might draw unwanted attention. Then again not answering would probably make him seem just as suspicious. "Sync." He chose to let spill the truth.
aschthebravevesperian started following you
"well well well...If it isn't a sight for sore eyes." Sync smirked. A large grin spreading across his features.
"I was sure you had died fighting your replica."
shadowofaspio started following you
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Sync clicked his tongue, irritation colored his face. Everyone was happy and smiling. But not this particular green haired boy. He sat alone watching all of the couples kiss, hold hands and stuffed each others faces with chocolate. They were all celebrating 'Lover's Day'. However, Sync was alone as always with a dark expression on his face.
He wasn't bitter...or at least he told himself he wasn't. After all... "Who could love a replica?"
A lot of people have started following you...
Sync clicked his tongue. The news was already spreading of their defeat. Faster than he had thought. âSo what now?â Sync questioned. His hands unconsciously clenching into a fist. âPlanning to turn this ghost in?â
"No, Iâm not. Youâre not doing anything wrong currently." So, there was no reason to take Sync into custody.Â
Sync was a little taken aback by the knights words. Even if he wasn't currently committing a crime he thought that the whole attempted mass genocide of the worlds population would be worthy enough of being thrown in jail. Not to mention there was everything else on his rap sheet.
"T-thanks." Â The 'former' God General mouthed, the word seeming foreign on his tongue.Â
A lot of people have started following you...
Sync froze in his tracks. Guards werenât exactly the kind of people he was looking to get acquainted with at the moment. Civilians that didnât know of his crimes made it easy to throw his titles weight around. âOn second thoughtâŠI think I should hear you out.â
The green haired boy said turning on his heels. This person seemed to know their way around this place. Which meant sync could use them to avoid trouble.
"Hmm?" valen barely turned his head to see the green haired guy following him now. "Something happened last night and the guards are on high alert. Thatâs all their saying about it." Oh, he knew more about it. Apparently, something was stolen from the military headquarters after one of the prisoners escaped. His dadâAslanâwas out with Jade looking for the criminal. peonyâhis other fatherâwas worried about Aslan back at the palace.
"Stolen?" Sync practically laughed. "Guess the guard of Malkuth can't even catch a little thief."
Though he snickered on the inside Sync did withhold a level of worry. Tightened security meant he had to be careful with where he went and whom he spoke to. Not to mention that if they were looking for a thief there was probably no great suspect than he. Heck, if found they'd probably find a way to pin it on him along with the other missing God Generals.
What MORE people?!
"Hm, nope. Kinda lost myself ya know. Couldnât tell ya which way was which right now." He was having enough trouble trying to find himself, much less find someone else. And by âfind himselfâ, he didnât mean in the corny metaphorical sense like he usually meant.Â
The green haired boy sighed. This was getting him nowhere. "Guess I've got no other choice then." After a quick look around the area he picked a direction and simply started walking. "If i keep walking I should find a noticeable landmark right?"