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[bashfullygreen]

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“ Hello Mizi. I heard you were looking for…professional security. One that won’t threaten you and has a…solid…record.”

“Oh, Mr.Venom Snake, it’s you..!” Mizi let out a small sigh of relief. “Um, yeah...I was, aha...I kind of hired someone already...but he's only working part-time on-call... for alerts and stuff, so...” He began to tug at his hair, looking up as he gave it some thought. 

“I just really need someone that can answer calls quickly if...if I’m being-- the bakery is being robbed or something.” He paused for a moment, then let out another nervous chuckle. “Ah, I opened a bakery! Sorry. I should’ve mentioned that first.”

[haemoneiron]

@phantombxss

She liked food, and not just in a ‘keeps you alive’ sense which was definitely something for her. She’d heard one of the festivities in her area was based entirely around cultural callbacks to the worlds of the citizens, not unlike that one place from long ago yet this time solely focused on cuisine. 

Like then she’d come in the hopes that seeing, smelling or experiencing something might kick start her memory, hopefully drag something out of that inky abyss she could attribute to home. Then she’d encountered someone she knew.

“So are you looking for something in particular, or just browsing?”

“I don’t know how anyone finds anything here, the scents are intoxicating.”

[uchihacycs]

@phantombxss

Sasuke presented Venom with a vanilla folder; a report. “A few days ago I was attacked by a group of samurai. They were hired to...teach me a lesson.” Upon closer inspection, it was evident that Sasuke’s face and arms were bandaged in several places. However, the worst wound was covered by his shirt.

Normally he’d handle a situation like this on his own, but since these samurai had been hired by another group to attack him, he figured Venom was the most appropriate authority figure to alert. “I don’t know who hired them for sure, but...I have an idea.” He closed his eyes and let out a sigh. “Over the course of several months I’ve prevented several robberies. So, my theory is that this group of thieves took it upon themselves to hire more skilled swordsmen to fight me.”

Sasuke wasn’t even sure if arresting these individuals would make the situation better, or worse, but something needed to be done.

[shintenshin]

Like a ghost.

@phantombxss

That smell.

That oh-so-familiar scent of tobacco, lingering about and her heart jarred irregularly inside her chest. She’d made this mistake before, just when he had died, she would stop every moment she caught his cigarette scent for a while. Ino had attended his funeral, gained vengeance and.. thought she had made peace with the fact that he was gone. But you never really got over things like death, did you?

He had died knowing he had loved and was loved, with a smile on his face. Twice, even. 

But once again, the only person she had seen - was a ghost.

His beard and his cigarette and even his battle-worn hands might bear a close resemblance to her teacher but... this man was a stranger.

Her mind had been playing tricks on her. Or perhaps, it was this city. This weird place with it’s odd air, that dark hole and then... this man who looked like someone that she used to know. Moisture had gathered in the corners of her eyes and she was furiously wiping the tears away. That damn smoke... it always got in her eyes.

“I’m sorry...”

“I thought you were... someone else.”

[heilengel-blog]

      Despite the clear conflicts and harsh lines between Kingdoms, it seemed that so many cared not for their assigned loyalty: neither did Angela, in truth, but as a staunch pacifist and advocate for peace, she dedicated herself to helping those in need. And she knew that this was going to culminate in something bigger than all of them  —  something that would require the knowledge she had been learning since transforming into this... faekin, as it were. People came and left Airaisal, and she too ventured to the border, recognizing familiar faces that had been changed just as hers had... Even now, she recognized the face of someone she had come to know, whom she hadn’t seen in quite some time, and though his features were remarkably different, more youthful and sinister, she had a good enough eye to know who he was with certainty. Perhaps she, too, was recognizable enough despite these changes to her appearance that made her feel silly, even childish, no matter how much she enjoyed costume throughout her life. Halloween was a choice. This was not.

      “I would ask what brings you to Xalphina, but I assume you’re simply doing what the rest of us are.” Exploring, attempting to understand this strange new world, venting frustration in any way possible... with the unknown awaiting the residents of the former Spirale, morale was understandably low. And to lose your own body, the self that you knew... it was discomfort at its highest. “I trust it took quite the effort for you to get all the way here?” / @phantombxss (sc)

[goldenless]

@phantombxss

Ah, was there anything more exciting than to sink oneself into the world of a brand new book? Of course, her own gameboard was an unrivaled masterpiece but there certainly were others who came close. What would be a better way to broaden one’s own horizons than taking in the tales others had woven? Perhaps she could even have a brand new book discussion with Battler once he had read it through too... Heheh, she’d definitely look forward to theorizing on this mystery book with him~.

A feminine hand closed the gates of her newly finished adventure and finally had a look around the library. The last golden rays of the sun bathed the premise with different hues or orange and red, signaling the end of the day. Ah, perhaps it was truly the time to leave... What a shame, she had just gotten on a roll!

Before she could leave, however, the witch had to put the book to it’s place. Her eyes darted around the familiar premises and she soon found the right shelf and was just about to place the book in it’s place...

There was someone else at the library with her. How peculiar too, she hadn’t seen this face before! She would definitely have remembered someone like that, sticking out like a sore thumb! Perhaps it was this contradiction that she found herself curious... Who was he and what was he reading?

And why...?

High heels clacking against the ground, the blonde made her way to the reading male, gently tapping him on the shoulder to catch his attention “Ahem, I believe it is about closing time... I suppose you got caught up within the clutches of a good book yourself?“

[revenantress-blog]

@phantombxss

It’s difficult, adjusting to a major change in ones self, especially if it wasn’t something that was desired or asked for. For someone who has lived the lifetime of several humans, Requiem is still a bit frazzled by what she has become. Having hidden out of the light for quite some time, it’s the dimming of the skies that draws her out to the streets, the hood of her cloak drawn over her head. 

Vampires are difficult souls to reach, she has found. While she is likely new enough to be an exception, she had never known many. It leaves her with a lot on her mind, and terribly unsure of her position. Viola tucked under her arm, she seeks out an area with something, or anyone, for that matter. 

Another oddly appearing fellow draws her attention first, however, and Requiem calls out.

“Excuse me, are you a tiefling?” 

[sootil]

“Welcome to the Battalion, Defender Select Sootil. Your uniform will be provided within a week. Thank you for your enlistment.” ( @phantombxss )

Make no mistake. She’s elated about the opportunity. Yet her face is one of stone, mirroring the salute given. “ It’s my pleasure. I’m happy we have an organization like this established at last. ”