#angelicdestroyer

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Training: angelicdestroyer

A set of twins will be coming of age within the year. Young men eager and ready to do their part in protecting others as their ancestors did before them. One with hair as white as snow with sparkling sapphire eyes, and the other with hair dark brown and eyes shinning deep green like the forests around them.

Summer time. The air was calm and gentle, the sun radiated a steady pouring of heat, and their horses hooves added to the soft rustle of the leaves.

“They say he’s the best of the best,” Jace reminded Jack with a stern expression towards the brunette. “We need to be ready to train harder than ever, and take things seriously.”

Jack groaned. “I know Jace. I’m going to take this and our super special teacher seriously. Will you give it a rest already? We’re almost here and the last thing you want him to think is that you’re too anxious to be able to do your job.”

Jace opened his mouth to retort, but nothing good came to mind to say. Frustrated, he shut it tight and kept his focus on the path ahead. Jack was right, they would be arriving soon.

The legendary knight. They had both heard stories about him growing up, but what would the legend really be like? He could hardly wait to find out.

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Break Up: angelicdestroyer (closed rp)

The world stopped spinning. Jace's heart forgot how to beat. His lungs forgot how to breathe. The temperature turned ice cold where they sat on the park bench. As her words started setting in, the brunette's crystal blue eyes glistened. "Y-You want to break up?" This was some kind of nightmare, right? He had been busy lately, sure, but he thought they were in a good place. What had happened? "I-I don't understand. Wh-Why?" @angelicdestroyer

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Reverse #2: Sam and Celina

Celina was late, and by late she meant she had slept through the entirety of her morning class. She should not have stayed up late to finish reading that book. The eighteen year old with silver hair shoved up into a messy bun wore a pair of blue jeans and a light purple school sweatshirt that happened to be on her dresser when she scrambled to find something to wear. Tennis shoes tear down the busy down town streets as she weaves her way toward the college campus.

A man shoves her shoulder, making some remark about how she needs to watch where she’s going. The force knocks her off balance and she stumbles around to fall on her back. Only, she doesn’t fall. She opens her eyes to find herself staring up and being held in the arms of a young man she had never seen before. “Oh my gosh! I’m sorry! Thank you for catching me!”

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Reverse: Luke and Ciara

“You must be new here,” Ciara observed from where she sat on the low tree branch. She wore a black flowing tank top and black shorts with no shoes yet her feet showed no scars or dirt on their surfaces. Transparent sharp wings with a bit of an iridescent sheen perk up behind her. “I think I’d remember something like you ever passing through. What’s your name, handsome?”

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Recovery: angelicdestroyer

The warm caress of the sunlight, the scent of fresh baked bread wafting through the air, and the gentle babble of a small pond with a mini waterfall. Those gentle details of the Healing Center were always aspects Breya greatly appreciated about the place. It was unfortunate she could not be visiting for happier reasons. As white slipper boots silently made their way across cool stone floors to the long term patients, Breya approached the fourth bed on the right.

That particular medical bed with freshly changed sheets was home to a young woman with dark brown hair. She gazed at the wall across from her with empty and dull deep emerald green eyes. Breya, a start contrast of blazing orange hair and brilliant yellow topaz eyes, gently makes her way to the woman’s bedside. She’s dressed in all white again, the traditional off mission attire similar to that of a white sweatshirt and yoga pants.

Breya sits, back straight and hands resting on her lap. Her voice is a gentle hum. “Hello again. I made you an oath that I would return every day and here I am once more to keep my oath. Do you wish to speak today?”

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Reincarnation: angelicdestroyer

Centuries have passed since one peculiar Moon Fairy disappeared under strange and sudden circumstances, taking both dark and light halves with them. Fast forward to the fifth world war rocking the planet and zoom in on a war torn town in what was once home to a beautiful countryside in France.

A solider was carried, very unwillingly, into a medical tent. The particular table he was dropped onto was of one brunette young woman. She was known for her kindness and almost magical touch in the ways of medical treatment.

“Now now soldier. There is no need to make such a fuss, I’m only going to inspect the wounds the others report you having,” Serena, a battle doctor with piercing blue eyes and a face highly similar to a once existent Celina, approached the table with her head turned down to a tablet in her hands. When she looked up she eyed the young man, with no recognition on her features, and flashed a warm smile.

“So how about we check you over. If everything looks alright, you will be free to go. Does that sound like a good deal?”

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Okay, but what if...: angelicdestroyer

“So let me get this straight,” Celina rubbed her temples. This could not have happened on a worse night. How is she supposed to run the bar all by herself? “You’re telling me that your brother ran off with my sister? Like right now? Of all times! Please tell me you know where they’re going.”

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Ioria Native: angelicdestroyer

“Find the ship. Stop the slave trade. Bring the captives on your ship and return them here. We will contact their prospective planets so they may return home.”

Breya walked up to a man lighting a sensory stick within the hall of the ship she infiltrated. She was on her own for this one, the port was so large that she and the other warriors were forced to split up to find the ship. There was no time to wait for the others to circle back so she went in alone.

“Hey, you can’t be-” A large metallic needle suddenly jutted out from the male’s neck and he fell limp.

She went to the door where he was guarding and picked the lock open and looked into the darkened space. “Hello? Anyone in here?”

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