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[ms-neinheart]

((Starter for @naviredelumiere ))

The Lumiere was a majestic ship, Neinheart had to admit. Although, for a Thief, he would expect it to be a bit more... subtle. Then again, Phantom was anything but subtle, so the ship suited him quite nicely. 

The next Alliance meeting was taking place on the ship for convenience sake, kindly offered by Phantom. But that wasn’t until tomorrow. So he had no idea what was he even doing on the ship in the first place. Brushing those unnecessary worries aside, he walked out onto the deck, papers in hand. He preferred the cool air to calm down and sort out his thoughts.

... But he felt someone watching him. 

“Who’s there? Show yourself.”

[ms-neinheart]

((Continued from: here 

@catalystreincarnate))

“I... There is no problem, Sir and Miss.”

The strategist hesitates to reply. There was a certain energy he could feel, one that did not belong to this world of his counterpart that he was forced into. If anything, Neinheart’s instincts were screaming at him to get away.

Did her eyes just turn red? They weren’t red a minute ago.

“I have to get going if you don’t mind. I have lots of work to finish...” He gives a weak excuse, doubtful that it will get him away, but it was worth a try.