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get him out of there. out of the memories, out of the pain that wreaked havoc upon his heart. down -trodden lips pursing in calculation what he knew would be his downfall if he played his card just so.

Yes, he had to be -- [ CRASH ] careful.

Entangled cape upon feet behind him and a frown marring his features, Alexei went to turn, having tripped quite undignified thanks to this stranger. or whom he thought to be a stranger, only to be left with a feeling ripping in gut that made him wish it were just a stranger. "I do believe, you are stepping upon my cloak."

#thedarkenedpath #v; redemption #;{ makes weird whining noises at }#;{ please don't stab alexei again yuri }#;{ pleeeeaaase }#;{ or at least wait till you get outside? }#rp #rp yurilowell

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Alexei stood there in silence, shadows cloaked around him as he watched the men from the side lines. Swords singing each stroke they took as his mind danced with them. Though he did not move, would not dare draw attention to himself when he was dead to the person in front of him. It was, however unfortunate a girl tripped near him, dropping her doll and he’d reached out in habit.

The cloak’s hood tipped backwards, even as a slight, half-smile turned his lips, crouched form turned to give the doll back to her owner without the realization until he glanced up that he … Had finally been found.

#thepathoflight #thedarkenedpath #;starter #v; survivor #;no icons b/c of phone #;mneeeehhh #;anyway thankyou for following me back!

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Zaphias. So this was the Capital of this world. It somehow reminded Sheena of Meltokio, how the people were segregated --nobles from, well, everyone else. The summoner spent her time in the Lower Quarter, sitting on the edge of the blastia-powered fountain, whiling her time away before she received her mission objectives.

When she wasn't looking to the sky expecting a carrier-raven, Sheena liked to people-watch --seeing people go about their daily lives, and especially here. The comraderie of this Quarter was one of the far and few in-between things that would bring a smile to her face.

As she looked around the town, her peripheral vision, she caught sight of a monstrous hound or wolf, a large scar over it's eye, and something inconceivable in it's mouth. Immediately, the assassion drew her spell cards, charging towards the beast before anyone had the chance to get hurt.