Frost

[pfp is a current placeholder] [rp + ask blog] [Owner goes by They/It] [ran by a Chance in a system]

[ice-cold-gambling]

Intro to the blog!

Heya welcome to the Killer Chance au blog! This Chance goes by Frost just to spice it up a bit heh

Just basic info!

Name; Chance or Frost 

Prns; They/It

Shark :3 [kinda like Just-A-Joey’s killer Chance design]

Rules!

Suggestive is fine, but I have the right to not answer any that I feel uncomfortable with.

Just be chill, don’t say anything that’s racist, sexist, ableist, stuff like that, you will be blocked.

Magic anons, and ocs are allowed! 

Please don’t spam the inbox, I will get to your ask-

Counters!

Being flipped; 1

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

Frost trudged though the grass, where were they going? Ah, they wanted to see dear ol’ Pawn, of course! It had to visit them, even if they had left suddenly. 

They tossed its sword up on their shoulder, with a small hum. Better to be safe than sorry, right?

-@ice-cold-gambling

[*Chance sits bundled up in his house, dazed and staring off into the distance.. He hasn't been able to get ahold of Ettore since- well since he blanked. His house feels so- unkept. Like no ones been here... despite the fact that hes lived here for so long. It felt like just yesterday he has his friend over to play chess.*]

[ice-cold-gambling]

They stopped in front of the door, tilting its head as they stared at the door for a moment. Oh! Right.. Right! It should find a place for their lovely sword, wouldn’t want that took away..

Frost shifted towards the side of cabin, leaning the blade up against it. It went back to the door and knocked.

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

[*Chance perks up, who could possibly want anything right now? He carries himself to the door, his body feels heavier than ever. Slowly he opens the door, then froze.*]

"Wh-"

[*Itrapped?*]

[ice-cold-gambling]

Frost stared at Pawn for a split second. Did Pawn not want it here?? They shook their head to push the thought away.

“‘m back! sooo, what have ya been up too, Pawn?”

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

" . . . Pawn? It called itsel- gee.."

[*Chance ran a hand down their face, brushing over his one blind eye.*]

"Listen I- I don know whatcha seen but... I- man this is hardta explain. That aint me."

[ice-cold-gambling]

“Well- that’s-“

They glanced away, trying to process what Chance said. How do even really respond to that?

“Since that wasn’t ya, ‘m guessin that you would like for me to introduce myself?”

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

"No no-.. I know who ya are I just-"

[*He closed the door for a second.. Then re-opened*]

"Wow.."

[ice-cold-gambling]

Frost stood there, unsure of what to do, say the least this was not what it was expecting.

“do ya want to explain what happened?”

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

". . . Possession?"

[*Well, thats one way to explain it.*]

[ice-cold-gambling]

”..that’s one way to explain it, I suppose,”

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

"Im.. Im tryna get a good grasp on it m'self-"

[ice-cold-gambling]

”Kinda can tell, ‘m probably ain’t much help that. However, anyway I can help ya?”

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

"'Fraid not mate, sorry.. Aint no luck fer a roll like this. No way out this time. I just gotta find m'crew 'n- hope. They know whats goin on. But m'crews all KILLERS?"

[ice-cold-gambling]

”Wellll- you got a bit of luck. I can probably try to help find them, issue is I can’t track other killers only survivors.”

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

[*He lets his head fall into his hand, running his fingers against his forehead for a moment*]

"This is.. So confusin.."

[ice-cold-gambling]

“It is, ain’t going to deny that.. I suppose I should head back now, unless you need anything.”

They stood up a bit straight, stretching a little bit.

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

"Nothin I need in particular.. House is- always open, kay mate? In case ya ever need a friend. Or a drink."

[*He tries to joke, putting on a smile*]

[ice-cold-gambling]

”pfft..I’ll think about that, the drink part at least.”

It snickered a bit, sighing a bit. Stepping away from the door way to start to leave.

“oh! if you ever need me for something, you’re always welcomed to ask,”

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

Frost trudged though the grass, where were they going? Ah, they wanted to see dear ol’ Pawn, of course! It had to visit them, even if they had left suddenly. 

They tossed its sword up on their shoulder, with a small hum. Better to be safe than sorry, right?

-@ice-cold-gambling

[*Chance sits bundled up in his house, dazed and staring off into the distance.. He hasn't been able to get ahold of Ettore since- well since he blanked. His house feels so- unkept. Like no ones been here... despite the fact that hes lived here for so long. It felt like just yesterday he has his friend over to play chess.*]

[ice-cold-gambling]

They stopped in front of the door, tilting its head as they stared at the door for a moment. Oh! Right.. Right! It should find a place for their lovely sword, wouldn’t want that took away..

Frost shifted towards the side of cabin, leaning the blade up against it. It went back to the door and knocked.

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

[*Chance perks up, who could possibly want anything right now? He carries himself to the door, his body feels heavier than ever. Slowly he opens the door, then froze.*]

"Wh-"

[*Itrapped?*]

[ice-cold-gambling]

Frost stared at Pawn for a split second. Did Pawn not want it here?? They shook their head to push the thought away.

“‘m back! sooo, what have ya been up too, Pawn?”

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

" . . . Pawn? It called itsel- gee.."

[*Chance ran a hand down their face, brushing over his one blind eye.*]

"Listen I- I don know whatcha seen but... I- man this is hardta explain. That aint me."

[ice-cold-gambling]

“Well- that’s-“

They glanced away, trying to process what Chance said. How do even really respond to that?

“Since that wasn’t ya, ‘m guessin that you would like for me to introduce myself?”

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

"No no-.. I know who ya are I just-"

[*He closed the door for a second.. Then re-opened*]

"Wow.."

[ice-cold-gambling]

Frost stood there, unsure of what to do, say the least this was not what it was expecting.

“do ya want to explain what happened?”

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

". . . Possession?"

[*Well, thats one way to explain it.*]

[ice-cold-gambling]

”..that’s one way to explain it, I suppose,”

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

"Im.. Im tryna get a good grasp on it m'self-"

[ice-cold-gambling]

”Kinda can tell, ‘m probably ain’t much help that. However, anyway I can help ya?”

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

"'Fraid not mate, sorry.. Aint no luck fer a roll like this. No way out this time. I just gotta find m'crew 'n- hope. They know whats goin on. But m'crews all KILLERS?"

[ice-cold-gambling]

”Wellll- you got a bit of luck. I can probably try to help find them, issue is I can’t track other killers only survivors.”

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

[*He lets his head fall into his hand, running his fingers against his forehead for a moment*]

"This is.. So confusin.."

[ice-cold-gambling]

“It is, ain’t going to deny that.. I suppose I should head back now, unless you need anything.”

They stood up a bit straight, stretching a little bit.

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

Frost trudged though the grass, where were they going? Ah, they wanted to see dear ol’ Pawn, of course! It had to visit them, even if they had left suddenly. 

They tossed its sword up on their shoulder, with a small hum. Better to be safe than sorry, right?

-@ice-cold-gambling

[*Chance sits bundled up in his house, dazed and staring off into the distance.. He hasn't been able to get ahold of Ettore since- well since he blanked. His house feels so- unkept. Like no ones been here... despite the fact that hes lived here for so long. It felt like just yesterday he has his friend over to play chess.*]

[ice-cold-gambling]

They stopped in front of the door, tilting its head as they stared at the door for a moment. Oh! Right.. Right! It should find a place for their lovely sword, wouldn’t want that took away..

Frost shifted towards the side of cabin, leaning the blade up against it. It went back to the door and knocked.

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

[*Chance perks up, who could possibly want anything right now? He carries himself to the door, his body feels heavier than ever. Slowly he opens the door, then froze.*]

"Wh-"

[*Itrapped?*]

[ice-cold-gambling]

Frost stared at Pawn for a split second. Did Pawn not want it here?? They shook their head to push the thought away.

“‘m back! sooo, what have ya been up too, Pawn?”

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

" . . . Pawn? It called itsel- gee.."

[*Chance ran a hand down their face, brushing over his one blind eye.*]

"Listen I- I don know whatcha seen but... I- man this is hardta explain. That aint me."

[ice-cold-gambling]

“Well- that’s-“

They glanced away, trying to process what Chance said. How do even really respond to that?

“Since that wasn’t ya, ‘m guessin that you would like for me to introduce myself?”

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

"No no-.. I know who ya are I just-"

[*He closed the door for a second.. Then re-opened*]

"Wow.."

[ice-cold-gambling]

Frost stood there, unsure of what to do, say the least this was not what it was expecting.

“do ya want to explain what happened?”

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

". . . Possession?"

[*Well, thats one way to explain it.*]

[ice-cold-gambling]

”..that’s one way to explain it, I suppose,”

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

"Im.. Im tryna get a good grasp on it m'self-"

[ice-cold-gambling]

”Kinda can tell, ‘m probably ain’t much help that. However, anyway I can help ya?”

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

"'Fraid not mate, sorry.. Aint no luck fer a roll like this. No way out this time. I just gotta find m'crew 'n- hope. They know whats goin on. But m'crews all KILLERS?"

[ice-cold-gambling]

”Wellll- you got a bit of luck. I can probably try to help find them, issue is I can’t track other killers only survivors.”

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

Frost trudged though the grass, where were they going? Ah, they wanted to see dear ol’ Pawn, of course! It had to visit them, even if they had left suddenly. 

They tossed its sword up on their shoulder, with a small hum. Better to be safe than sorry, right?

-@ice-cold-gambling

[*Chance sits bundled up in his house, dazed and staring off into the distance.. He hasn't been able to get ahold of Ettore since- well since he blanked. His house feels so- unkept. Like no ones been here... despite the fact that hes lived here for so long. It felt like just yesterday he has his friend over to play chess.*]

[ice-cold-gambling]

They stopped in front of the door, tilting its head as they stared at the door for a moment. Oh! Right.. Right! It should find a place for their lovely sword, wouldn’t want that took away..

Frost shifted towards the side of cabin, leaning the blade up against it. It went back to the door and knocked.

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

[*Chance perks up, who could possibly want anything right now? He carries himself to the door, his body feels heavier than ever. Slowly he opens the door, then froze.*]

"Wh-"

[*Itrapped?*]

[ice-cold-gambling]

Frost stared at Pawn for a split second. Did Pawn not want it here?? They shook their head to push the thought away.

“‘m back! sooo, what have ya been up too, Pawn?”

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

" . . . Pawn? It called itsel- gee.."

[*Chance ran a hand down their face, brushing over his one blind eye.*]

"Listen I- I don know whatcha seen but... I- man this is hardta explain. That aint me."

[ice-cold-gambling]

“Well- that’s-“

They glanced away, trying to process what Chance said. How do even really respond to that?

“Since that wasn’t ya, ‘m guessin that you would like for me to introduce myself?”

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

"No no-.. I know who ya are I just-"

[*He closed the door for a second.. Then re-opened*]

"Wow.."

[ice-cold-gambling]

Frost stood there, unsure of what to do, say the least this was not what it was expecting.

“do ya want to explain what happened?”

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

". . . Possession?"

[*Well, thats one way to explain it.*]

[ice-cold-gambling]

”..that’s one way to explain it, I suppose,”

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

"Im.. Im tryna get a good grasp on it m'self-"

[ice-cold-gambling]

”Kinda can tell, ‘m probably ain’t much help that. However, anyway I can help ya?”

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

Frost trudged though the grass, where were they going? Ah, they wanted to see dear ol’ Pawn, of course! It had to visit them, even if they had left suddenly. 

They tossed its sword up on their shoulder, with a small hum. Better to be safe than sorry, right?

-@ice-cold-gambling

[*Chance sits bundled up in his house, dazed and staring off into the distance.. He hasn't been able to get ahold of Ettore since- well since he blanked. His house feels so- unkept. Like no ones been here... despite the fact that hes lived here for so long. It felt like just yesterday he has his friend over to play chess.*]

[ice-cold-gambling]

They stopped in front of the door, tilting its head as they stared at the door for a moment. Oh! Right.. Right! It should find a place for their lovely sword, wouldn’t want that took away..

Frost shifted towards the side of cabin, leaning the blade up against it. It went back to the door and knocked.

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

[*Chance perks up, who could possibly want anything right now? He carries himself to the door, his body feels heavier than ever. Slowly he opens the door, then froze.*]

"Wh-"

[*Itrapped?*]

[ice-cold-gambling]

Frost stared at Pawn for a split second. Did Pawn not want it here?? They shook their head to push the thought away.

“‘m back! sooo, what have ya been up too, Pawn?”

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

" . . . Pawn? It called itsel- gee.."

[*Chance ran a hand down their face, brushing over his one blind eye.*]

"Listen I- I don know whatcha seen but... I- man this is hardta explain. That aint me."

[ice-cold-gambling]

“Well- that’s-“

They glanced away, trying to process what Chance said. How do even really respond to that?

“Since that wasn’t ya, ‘m guessin that you would like for me to introduce myself?”

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

"No no-.. I know who ya are I just-"

[*He closed the door for a second.. Then re-opened*]

"Wow.."

[ice-cold-gambling]

Frost stood there, unsure of what to do, say the least this was not what it was expecting.

“do ya want to explain what happened?”

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

". . . Possession?"

[*Well, thats one way to explain it.*]

[ice-cold-gambling]

”..that’s one way to explain it, I suppose,”

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

Frost trudged though the grass, where were they going? Ah, they wanted to see dear ol’ Pawn, of course! It had to visit them, even if they had left suddenly. 

They tossed its sword up on their shoulder, with a small hum. Better to be safe than sorry, right?

-@ice-cold-gambling

[*Chance sits bundled up in his house, dazed and staring off into the distance.. He hasn't been able to get ahold of Ettore since- well since he blanked. His house feels so- unkept. Like no ones been here... despite the fact that hes lived here for so long. It felt like just yesterday he has his friend over to play chess.*]

[ice-cold-gambling]

They stopped in front of the door, tilting its head as they stared at the door for a moment. Oh! Right.. Right! It should find a place for their lovely sword, wouldn’t want that took away..

Frost shifted towards the side of cabin, leaning the blade up against it. It went back to the door and knocked.

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

[*Chance perks up, who could possibly want anything right now? He carries himself to the door, his body feels heavier than ever. Slowly he opens the door, then froze.*]

"Wh-"

[*Itrapped?*]

[ice-cold-gambling]

Frost stared at Pawn for a split second. Did Pawn not want it here?? They shook their head to push the thought away.

“‘m back! sooo, what have ya been up too, Pawn?”

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

" . . . Pawn? It called itsel- gee.."

[*Chance ran a hand down their face, brushing over his one blind eye.*]

"Listen I- I don know whatcha seen but... I- man this is hardta explain. That aint me."

[ice-cold-gambling]

“Well- that’s-“

They glanced away, trying to process what Chance said. How do even really respond to that?

“Since that wasn’t ya, ‘m guessin that you would like for me to introduce myself?”

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

"No no-.. I know who ya are I just-"

[*He closed the door for a second.. Then re-opened*]

"Wow.."

[ice-cold-gambling]

Frost stood there, unsure of what to do, say the least this was not what it was expecting.

“do ya want to explain what happened?”

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

Frost trudged though the grass, where were they going? Ah, they wanted to see dear ol’ Pawn, of course! It had to visit them, even if they had left suddenly. 

They tossed its sword up on their shoulder, with a small hum. Better to be safe than sorry, right?

-@ice-cold-gambling

[*Chance sits bundled up in his house, dazed and staring off into the distance.. He hasn't been able to get ahold of Ettore since- well since he blanked. His house feels so- unkept. Like no ones been here... despite the fact that hes lived here for so long. It felt like just yesterday he has his friend over to play chess.*]

[ice-cold-gambling]

They stopped in front of the door, tilting its head as they stared at the door for a moment. Oh! Right.. Right! It should find a place for their lovely sword, wouldn’t want that took away..

Frost shifted towards the side of cabin, leaning the blade up against it. It went back to the door and knocked.

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

[*Chance perks up, who could possibly want anything right now? He carries himself to the door, his body feels heavier than ever. Slowly he opens the door, then froze.*]

"Wh-"

[*Itrapped?*]

[ice-cold-gambling]

Frost stared at Pawn for a split second. Did Pawn not want it here?? They shook their head to push the thought away.

“‘m back! sooo, what have ya been up too, Pawn?”

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

" . . . Pawn? It called itsel- gee.."

[*Chance ran a hand down their face, brushing over his one blind eye.*]

"Listen I- I don know whatcha seen but... I- man this is hardta explain. That aint me."

[ice-cold-gambling]

“Well- that’s-“

They glanced away, trying to process what Chance said. How do even really respond to that?

“Since that wasn’t ya, ‘m guessin that you would like for me to introduce myself?”

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

Frost trudged though the grass, where were they going? Ah, they wanted to see dear ol’ Pawn, of course! It had to visit them, even if they had left suddenly. 

They tossed its sword up on their shoulder, with a small hum. Better to be safe than sorry, right?

-@ice-cold-gambling

[*Chance sits bundled up in his house, dazed and staring off into the distance.. He hasn't been able to get ahold of Ettore since- well since he blanked. His house feels so- unkept. Like no ones been here... despite the fact that hes lived here for so long. It felt like just yesterday he has his friend over to play chess.*]

[ice-cold-gambling]

They stopped in front of the door, tilting its head as they stared at the door for a moment. Oh! Right.. Right! It should find a place for their lovely sword, wouldn’t want that took away..

Frost shifted towards the side of cabin, leaning the blade up against it. It went back to the door and knocked.

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

[*Chance perks up, who could possibly want anything right now? He carries himself to the door, his body feels heavier than ever. Slowly he opens the door, then froze.*]

"Wh-"

[*Itrapped?*]

[ice-cold-gambling]

Frost stared at Pawn for a split second. Did Pawn not want it here?? They shook their head to push the thought away.

“‘m back! sooo, what have ya been up too, Pawn?”

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

Frost trudged though the grass, where were they going? Ah, they wanted to see dear ol’ Pawn, of course! It had to visit them, even if they had left suddenly. 

They tossed its sword up on their shoulder, with a small hum. Better to be safe than sorry, right?

-@ice-cold-gambling

[*Chance sits bundled up in his house, dazed and staring off into the distance.. He hasn't been able to get ahold of Ettore since- well since he blanked. His house feels so- unkept. Like no ones been here... despite the fact that hes lived here for so long. It felt like just yesterday he has his friend over to play chess.*]

[ice-cold-gambling]

They stopped in front of the door, tilting its head as they stared at the door for a moment. Oh! Right.. Right! It should find a place for their lovely sword, wouldn’t want that took away..

Frost shifted towards the side of cabin, leaning the blade up against it. It went back to the door and knocked.

[divine-swordsmaster]

sooo let’s say hypothetically if someone that was unworthy of Darkheart welded it, what exactly would happen?

"Corruption of the body, mind and soul really. Depends on how the darkheart WANTS to effect ya."

[princeofbanlands]

Frost stepped out of the tree line, they had been gone for quite some time. It saw the killer’s manor they sighed in relief, walking towards it.

-@ice-cold-gambling

1x is just relaxing, sitting at a table. Their wings are covering their body, one wrapped up. They wave their tail, slowly turning their head. Someone is outside. They stand, letting their sword appear in their claws.

He slams the doors open. “WHO GOES THERE?!”

[ice-cold-gambling]

When the doors slam open, they jump a bit, blinking their eyes. It was uh.. missing their shades, having quite the claw mark across their face that seemed mostly healed up. They reached for the hilt of Dark heart before relaxing a bit, moving their hand away.

“It’s just me,”

[princeofbanlands]

1x looked upon Frost, going silent for a few more seconds. And then she bristled, snarling and grabbing Frost by the collar of its shirt; she pulled it inside.

“Where have you been, Frost? Where? You had me… very anxious!”

What he really meant was “You had me worried sick, and I was going to kill thousands to find you”, but he didn’t say any of that.

[ice-cold-gambling]

Frost yelped when they suddenly pulled inside, their mind spun for a bit. How.. does it explain exactly where its been for.. how long were they gone for? They’ll figure that out later.. not now.

“..long story short, Spectre straight telling me that gotta kill someone, did that, kid had a bag on ‘em.. took it to his cabin, uh-.. got a bit stuck in said cabin for most of that time..ugh..my mind still feels so loud..”

That last bit was more towards itself, closing their eyes to try to get things quieted down some.

“I’ll try to tell ya in more detail when my mind clears up a bit more,”

[princeofbanlands]

Gritting her teeth, 1x looked like she wanted to say more. But she didn’t. She stayed silent, and pulled Frost away towards one of the many guest bedrooms. She would never, not in a million years, admit that she cared for them, though.

At the door of the room, 1x stops and glances at Frost.

“Don’t ever disappear like that again. I… cannot lose you, despite what you may think.”

[ice-cold-gambling]

There’re no words from them for a solid moment, they glanced away before looking back. Usually, they would tease the fuck out of her for showing that she cared about them, but that wasn’t the time for that.

“…I’ll try not to, can’t promise much on it, y’know? If I do, ya can quite literally slap some sense into me,”

It chuckled a little bit, trying to put a bit lightness from the situation..it felt needed. It bumped its head up against her shoulder before moving their head away.

[princeofbanlands]

1x watches, his eye trained on Frost as they bump their head on his shoulder. He opens his mouth, and then leans forward and down, wrapping his arms around Frost. He doesn’t cry, he just holds them extremely tight.

“I will kill you, bring you back to life, and then kill you again,” 1x1 mutters, her voice cracking slightly.

[ice-cold-gambling]

They nudged their face up against 1x1, closing their eyes. Its arms slowly come around to wrap around him. it doesn’t want to let go of him, not right now.

“..’m sorry..” Their voice comes out quietly, whatever poker face they had on this whole time was dropped.

[princeofbanlands]

Frost stepped out of the tree line, they had been gone for quite some time. It saw the killer’s manor they sighed in relief, walking towards it.

-@ice-cold-gambling

1x is just relaxing, sitting at a table. Their wings are covering their body, one wrapped up. They wave their tail, slowly turning their head. Someone is outside. They stand, letting their sword appear in their claws.

He slams the doors open. “WHO GOES THERE?!”

[ice-cold-gambling]

When the doors slam open, they jump a bit, blinking their eyes. It was uh.. missing their shades, having quite the claw mark across their face that seemed mostly healed up. They reached for the hilt of Dark heart before relaxing a bit, moving their hand away.

“It’s just me,”

[princeofbanlands]

1x looked upon Frost, going silent for a few more seconds. And then she bristled, snarling and grabbing Frost by the collar of its shirt; she pulled it inside.

“Where have you been, Frost? Where? You had me… very anxious!”

What he really meant was “You had me worried sick, and I was going to kill thousands to find you”, but he didn’t say any of that.

[ice-cold-gambling]

Frost yelped when they suddenly pulled inside, their mind spun for a bit. How.. does it explain exactly where its been for.. how long were they gone for? They’ll figure that out later.. not now.

“..long story short, Spectre straight telling me that gotta kill someone, did that, kid had a bag on ‘em.. took it to his cabin, uh-.. got a bit stuck in said cabin for most of that time..ugh..my mind still feels so loud..”

That last bit was more towards itself, closing their eyes to try to get things quieted down some.

“I’ll try to tell ya in more detail when my mind clears up a bit more,”

[princeofbanlands]

Gritting her teeth, 1x looked like she wanted to say more. But she didn’t. She stayed silent, and pulled Frost away towards one of the many guest bedrooms. She would never, not in a million years, admit that she cared for them, though.

At the door of the room, 1x stops and glances at Frost.

“Don’t ever disappear like that again. I… cannot lose you, despite what you may think.”

[ice-cold-gambling]

There’re no words from them for a solid moment, they glanced away before looking back. Usually, they would tease the fuck out of her for showing that she cared about them, but that wasn’t the time for that.

“…I’ll try not to, can’t promise much on it, y’know? If I do, ya can quite literally slap some sense into me,”

It chuckled a little bit, trying to put a bit lightness from the situation..it felt needed. It bumped its head up against her shoulder before moving their head away.

[princeofbanlands]

Frost stepped out of the tree line, they had been gone for quite some time. It saw the killer’s manor they sighed in relief, walking towards it.

-@ice-cold-gambling

1x is just relaxing, sitting at a table. Their wings are covering their body, one wrapped up. They wave their tail, slowly turning their head. Someone is outside. They stand, letting their sword appear in their claws.

He slams the doors open. “WHO GOES THERE?!”

[ice-cold-gambling]

When the doors slam open, they jump a bit, blinking their eyes. It was uh.. missing their shades, having quite the claw mark across their face that seemed mostly healed up. They reached for the hilt of Dark heart before relaxing a bit, moving their hand away.

“It’s just me,”

[princeofbanlands]

1x looked upon Frost, going silent for a few more seconds. And then she bristled, snarling and grabbing Frost by the collar of its shirt; she pulled it inside.

“Where have you been, Frost? Where? You had me… very anxious!”

What he really meant was “You had me worried sick, and I was going to kill thousands to find you”, but he didn’t say any of that.

[princeofbanlands]

Frost stepped out of the tree line, they had been gone for quite some time. It saw the killer’s manor they sighed in relief, walking towards it.

-@ice-cold-gambling

1x is just relaxing, sitting at a table. Their wings are covering their body, one wrapped up. They wave their tail, slowly turning their head. Someone is outside. They stand, letting their sword appear in their claws.

He slams the doors open. “WHO GOES THERE?!”

[ice-cold-gambling]

When the doors slam open, they jump a bit, blinking their eyes. It was uh.. missing their shades, having quite the claw mark across their face that seemed mostly healed up. They reached for the hilt of Dark heart before relaxing a bit, moving their hand away.

“It’s just me,”

[princeofbanlands]

1x looked upon Frost, going silent for a few more seconds. And then she bristled, snarling and grabbing Frost by the collar of its shirt; she pulled it inside.

“Where have you been, Frost? Where? You had me… very anxious!”

What he really meant was “You had me worried sick, and I was going to kill thousands to find you”, but he didn’t say any of that.

[ice-cold-gambling]

Frost yelped when they suddenly pulled inside, their mind spun for a bit. How.. does it explain exactly where its been for.. how long were they gone for? They’ll figure that out later.. not now.

“..long story short, Spectre straight telling me that gotta kill someone, did that, kid had a bag on ‘em.. took it to his cabin, uh-.. got a bit stuck in said cabin for most of that time..ugh..my mind still feels so loud..”

That last bit was more towards itself, closing their eyes to try to get things quieted down some.

“I’ll try to tell ya in more detail when my mind clears up a bit more,”

[princeofbanlands]

Frost stepped out of the tree line, they had been gone for quite some time. It saw the killer’s manor they sighed in relief, walking towards it.

-@ice-cold-gambling

1x is just relaxing, sitting at a table. Their wings are covering their body, one wrapped up. They wave their tail, slowly turning their head. Someone is outside. They stand, letting their sword appear in their claws.

He slams the doors open. “WHO GOES THERE?!”

[ice-cold-gambling]

When the doors slam open, they jump a bit, blinking their eyes. It was uh.. missing their shades, having quite the claw mark across their face that seemed mostly healed up. They reached for the hilt of Dark heart before relaxing a bit, moving their hand away.

“It’s just me,”

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

Frost managed to slip out of the cabin, the cool air greeted them. It sighed in relief, they needed to get out of there for a bit, just for a while. It looked up at the starless sky before taking a breath, looking around for the blade they hid. Soon, it found Darkheart, every bit of them told them to take it back, so they did. It had started getting used to holding the sword.

-@ice-cold-gambling

[*Pawn had noticed, but didnt bother going after him. He knew it'd be risky to do so, maybe overstepping some things.*]

[ice-cold-gambling]

Frost sighed a bit, slowly sitting down on the ground, laying the sword across its lap. It felt calmer outside, their mind was so much quieter than how it had been for.. how long has it been in Pawn’s cabin? They didn’t even really know, speaking of Pawn they probably should head back inside soon..it didn’t want to worry their host.

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

[*He leaned back on the couch, relaxing a bit. Whatever it was he knew Frost could handle themself.. Even if it did give him a strange nervousness.*]

[ice-cold-gambling]

They should head back in soon, it looked over at the way they had left the cabin, or it could.. could just leave. The way back to their cabin was a long one so better to wait when it had the energy to leave.

It sat on the ground before standing up, gripping Darkheart before quietly moving it back where they hid it previously. They couldn’t exactly hide the thing inside, he would probably take it. It silently slipped back in the cabin from where they had previously left from.

[theworldsgreatestgambler]

"[Frost]."

[*He didnt need to listen, he could feel the way the shadows changed with his presence.*]

". . . We elcome ho me."

[ice-cold-gambling]

They jumped a little bit, looking over at him. Would it be in trouble for leaving without asking? They gave an awkward thumbs up towards him