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✏️ )(buggy boi,
Send me a ✏️ and I will draw your muse as shittily as possible
Your wish is my command
He looks exactly the same, if not worse off like he hasn't aged a day from the time they had last seen each other. Rin isn't sure whether or not it's a good thing that he's here. In fact, she thinks it's quite pitiful to find him sleeping on a bench in cold weather like this. She can't just pass him by, though. She'd never forgive herself if she didn't at least do something. Hesitantly, she shrugs off her red sweater and gently lays it across his body. Certainly not as good as a blanket could be, but it's something to keep him protected.
"There are better places to sleep, don't you think? Honestly. We're all given proper housing so there's really no excuse..." It's hard for her to look at him, so she doesn't. Just keeps her gaze steady on the ground as she tries to rouse him with her words. "...You look terrible."
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Okay, at this point, Travis just wanted to get home, already. Chill out, do stuff with Rosa, etc. And the constant interruptions were almost starting to get annoying. So he could’ve easily ignored the hooded fellow stumbling along like Saitama before. And for a moment, he did.
For a moment, up until said man suddenly collapsed, fell face-first onto the concrete, unmoving save for the slight rise and fall of his breath.
Now, if this were Santa Destroy, a sight like that wouldn’t have been worth a second glance. Heck, were Travis anything like his Santa Destroy self, he wouldn’t have stopped to check on the soon-to-be corpse, wouldn’t have bothered to carry the guy to a hospital.
But Travis wasn’t. And so, Travis did.
Home and Rosa would unfortunately have to wait. They’d understand, though.
Sorry about that!! I'd like to reapp Kariya Matou from Fate/Zero!!
Welcome back to scenic Isola Radiale, Kariya!
You will be housed in TOWNHOUSE 234.
You will receive everything you had in your previous stay.
PLEASE NOTE: As you were removed in an activity check, you have one week to make three IC posts else you will be considered inactive once more.
– mod pleiades.
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The loud popping of a balloon sounded as the Berserker clenched it between clawed gauntlets. However the two of them had wound up involved in this was beyond him, but his looked toward his Master quietly in the aftermath, the remains of the balloon in his hand.
The pipe he had ripped off of a building dragged on the ground as he walked up to Kariya Matou, looking down with a red gleam in his visor.
“?!...?!...” Noises of confusion came from the Servant, awaiting orders.
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Born and raised in her mountain village, Priscilla had a lot of family there. Particularly, she had her uncle on her father’s side. When her parents died, it was his responsibility to take custody of her. It was partially due to his unwillingness to do this, but also his unwillingness to be the one to dump her in the woods to starve, that they decided that the only thing they could do was give her to the Organization.
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