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[lumined]

' now whatever you do, don't look down. '

okay don't freak out, just breathe. one . . . two . . . three . . . what ? her eyes open at dante's words, anxiety momentarily quelling and replaced with genuine confusion. she may not know much about comforting others or knowing what to say, but that was not it. grace goes to tell @sinquiem as such, until the sway of her body reminds her that she is, in fact, not in a spot to really be having any sort of conversation. she hastily crosses the rest of the narrow beam to get to the other side, only sparing a glance down the pit when she was safe. ( another pool of blood, great ). she turns her gaze away to turn the lever that would let the other, expression still questioning as dante joins her.

❝ um, you know that actually made me want to look down, right ? i don't think that was as helpful as you thought it was . . . ❞

howl's moving castle ━ accepting

[stopmeteor]

❛  you  want  some  help  by  yourself  ?   —  –   …  so,   do  you  need  some  help  ?   or  do  you  want  to  do  it  by  yourself  ?  ❜

 «  mama  ari  has  said  this  to  her  littles.  »   starter  edition. @sinquiem

[cardtriks]

• You're lucky the cut wasn't deeper. 

" i s'ppose ya right 'bout that. " didn't make it feel any better though. this pain sucks, but at least he was able to heal himself - it was nothing like his other friends' capacity, but once he works a bit of his good ol' tricks this wound will be sealed up in no time. hopefully it doesn't leave a nasty scar, but hey, at least it'll add to the charm, right? " hurts like hell though, no doubtin' dat. you alright over dere? saw ya take a nasty hit yourself. " the last thing he expected was them getting taken by surprise, the corpses that lay not too far from them are odd to look upon. bodies mangled and twisted in inhuman ways, makes one wonder what the hell was going on in that moment. it's nothing remy hasn't seen before - with his line of work he's seen plenty of questionable things. but this was little more than he could recognize. " but now care t' share what de hell we were jus' figh'in' dere? "

[endaether]

can i pet that dog 🥺

CLIVE'S ENTIRE DISPOSITION EASES at the mention of his trusty companion . ❛ You mean Torgal, ❜ Clive gently corrects , a small inflection posing the introduction as a question. ❛ You're welcome to try . He doesn't bite ... if you don't deserve it. ❜

THE FINE HOUND BARKS ONCE IN AFFIRMATION , sitting patiently on his haunches as he awaits the promised pets . He is the picture of elegant placidity , except for the gradually increasing sway of his tail . Thump,  thump,  thump – the canine's tail beats faster against the wooden tiles . The tiniest of smiles cracks Clive stern facade - it seems neither of them can hold face for long .

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