#labrynthined

[daemonusdea]

starter.-- - @labrynthined

   How long had she been running this maze? The obvious answer is longer than her patience-- perhaps with her sense of direction and general stubbornness, this was not a task she should have taken. Yet here was the goddess anyhow; tired, aching, and most importantly, engulfed with fury.

        For the beast she sees in front of her now, this is a circumstance steeped in rotten luck. Already is her blade in hand, a white-knuckled death-grip only tightening further on the hilt, the tip now thrust in it’s direction. Someone has to pay for her woes, after all.

     “ You! Big, stupid asshole! I’ve been down here for fuck knows how long, my feet hurt like hell, I’m tired, I’m hungry, and instead of some great treasure I was supposed to find, all I found is you! What the hell are you supposed to be, anyways?! Apparently there was a minotaur down here, but you aren’t nearly ugly enough to be one! “

[mhxcu]

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                  « 謎のヒーローX » “Death? That’s kinda depressing but it’s not predictable. It might be inevitable but you still can choose where you go down, right?”

                  He smiles, despite the topic at hand, but his words are undoubtedly those of a warrior who once died on the battlefield.

                  “Besides,” Hand disappears into a pocket before he offers a small keychain of a white fluffy wolf out to the other. “I was talking about these kinds of things. Surprised?”

[caliburnus]

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                   QUOTE MEME.     |     ACCEPTING.

         “ MM! “    CONFIDENCE SHINES FROM ASTERIOS AS HE assures saber of her eyes, though where the question arose from he’s not all that sure. now, the two stand not on a battlefield, but on a more peaceful level where fighting is not what takes priority,  &&  thus the beast of the labyrinth can see beings as more than prey or enemies.

         a more welcome change.   “ green … like a field. “

✞     Never had praise so guileless bled guilt into her heart so grimly. Savagery does not even linger to remind her of his mightier characteristics -- only vulnerabilities remain to decorate his innocence. “Nature is not often red, asides from flowers and leaves as they turn in autumn. Perhaps what is more fitting for you, are rubies. They say that gems begin crude, but shine magnificently when they are polished. 

                                 Tell me, have you ever beheld real jewels?”