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Assuming they had to wait until Liro wakes up, Cyra sat down on the ground. She could not see a thing due to the cloud in front of her face, but she thought she heard something behind her earlier."Hey if Liro tried to kill me earlier, does that mean he's a dog too now?" Smiling, she asked Shri'ik.
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Skri'ik noted what Cyra said, but stood firm in his beliefs. "I have reason to believe that Liro did that without thinking it over. Especially since you're Guardian of Corruption - it's likely that you messed with his head. Even if not, I still want to believe he has good intention at heart... while your intention is wicked, evident in your speech."
"As such, I wouldn't think of him as low as I think of you yet - though that sudden outburst has shook my view of him, for sure. I'm not quite sure what to make of him."
"As such, I wouldn't think of him as low as I think of you yet - though that sudden outburst has shook my view of him, for sure. I'm not quite sure what to make of him."
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"Hey I didn't do anything, I can't even see. Also, I'm pretty sure I never said anything about my intension. That was the whole point. So no matter what my intention is, whether good or bad, it's a mystery!" She smiled and stared at the fluffy cloud before her. However, it was just a blurry white due to how close it was to her face.
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Skri'ik was getting irritated. "From your manner of speech, it should be no surprise that we think your intention is evil. You act sarcastically and try to aggravate others; what is the good in that? All it does is sow conflict. That's exactly what you did to Liro; taunted him. Maybe it was Liro's impulse, but it still doesn't mean you're entirely innocent in this, dog."
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"Never said I was innocent either. Also, didn't you say I acted on impulse? What if Fear had an effect on me? Liro acted on impulse, too." She gestured at Liro's general direction. "Hey! Maybe Liro and I can be dog buddies!"
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Skri'ik rose his voice, annoyed at Cyra. "Liro is not entirely innocent in this, but I'm sure he'll explain everything once he wakes up. I have faith in him. As for you - you only responded sarcastically, in a rude way. Keep your mouth shut from now on, dog. We disagree in this case; there is no point pressing the issue with such an unreasonable creature." This was one of the few times Skri'ik was genuinely angry at someone. He was beginning to doubt whether he'd ever get something useful out of this Cyra.
Fiestaguy
The man with 8 fingers.
Notice: HOLY SHIT IS THAT A TITAN? No. Just a huge postzilla
Guardian of Light & Guardian of Flight
Light slowly walks towards Alouette. "H-Hey... Umm..." He scratches the back of his head.
"A-Airis said you don't remember me?"
"That's right..." She says quietly, "But from what he said, we seem to have been quite close..."
He starts blushing a bit. "Y-Yeah about that," he looks the other way, "I-I don't think it'd be good if I stayed with you long..." he says, closing his eyes.
"Why not?" She looks at him curiously. "You don't seem to be a bad guy..."
"L-Let me just tell you the entire thing..." he sighs. ______________________________________________________
[FLASHBACK. DATE: ██/██/██ LOCATION: ██████, ██████]
The boy walks onto the town square. Suddenly everyone falls quiet and glares at him as he walks past
She slowly stops playing and lowers her violin as the square falls silent. "...What is it?"
An older man puts his hand on the young girls' shoulder "You don't know? He's a murderer!" The man exclaimed "He's tricked a bunch of innocent young girls into a relationship and then killing them..." "you better stay away from him..." Another man says standing behind them
"Is that so..." She stands in silence, her eyes on the boy.
The boy looks at where the voices came from. His eyes meet the girls' for a second when a woman arises from the crowd with a knife, angrily "That fuck killed my daughter!" She yells as she runs towards the boy
She flinches back, startled by the shout. "What...?" All she can do right now, though, is watch.
The boy sees the woman approaching and quickly sprints into the alley as the woman runs after him.
The tension on the square disappears and the man says to the girl: "Hope that woman kills him." "..."
She tenses, but stays silent and watches, thinking, 'I wish I could help...'
The boy sprints out of the alley. He quickly runs back the way he came he trips and falls. The people on the square see this as an opportunity and quickly pin him to the ground as the woman with the knife approaches The boy look at the girl hopelessly for the moment as the woman approaches and stabs him. once, twice, thrice, no, seven times. the boy screams and grunts in agony before they stop
"No..." she hangs back on the edge of the crowd, her eyes wide with horror.
Everyone on the square slowly move away. Some kick him when they pass him. multiple strained voices echo "Serves the bastard right..."
She stays still for a moment before rushing back to where she was and packing up her violin. 'I have to help him...' Is all she thinks as she takes off her jacket and straps the case to her back.
The boy groans and look to the right to see the girl packimg her violin without saying anything
Her jacket draped over her elbow, she half-runs back to him. "Here, I'm going to help you." She says as she searches for the wound that's bleeding the most.
The boy looks up at the winged girl "W-Why?" He asks confused "Didn't you hear what they said? Stay away from me!"
"I don't care. I can't just leave you to die." She presses the jacket to his chest, noting worriedly that it's quickly getting soaked.
He coughs "I-I'm a murderer. And you're going to help me?" He looks at her "You'll just end up like the others..."
”I told you, I can't just leave you to die." She says impatiently, and stands, gently picking him up. "Hang on, okay?" Looking around, then up, she spreads her wings and takes to the sky.
He gasps at the sudden ascent. He looks up at her face 'Why does she...' Meanwhile multiple people on the ground are yelling and cursing at her
She flinches at the shouts but doesn't let them bother her, instead watching out for the landmarks she doesn't really need to see but likes to anyway.
He follows her gaze to see the landmarks himself. But instead of their glory, all he remembers is how many people he killed at each one. The boy looks up at her "Where are you taking me?" he asks
She looks down at him and smiles. "Home."
"Your Home" he corrects her reluctantly as he looks up at her. He notices her beautiful smile... He just starts to notice the weird feeling in hi stomach 'Wait...'
"I guess so." She laughs, seeing the roof of her house ahead. He sees the house in the distance
"...Do you live alone?" "It's not like anyone else can get inside that easily."
She lands on the balcony and asks, "Do you think you can walk?" "I-I hope so" he says worrying a bit if he really could. "Try to stand." Keeping one arm around him, she lets him set his feet on the floor.
He immediately feels his legs sinking under hi weight but he manages to stay up with a bit of shaking "I-I think i can. With your support."
With a bit of effort, they get inside, and she closes the door. "Here, sit down. And keep holding that--we have to stop the bleeding before I can put any bandages on it."
"Yeah yeah. I have basic medical knowledge" he says to the winged girl as he sits down
She leaves him for a moment, going into the kitchen to dampen a towel.
He looks at the door. Considering sprinting out and getting away. Nah. That'd be suicide. "why is she... caring so much?"
"T-Take off your shirt," she says as she comes back into the room, "I need to clean it."
"Okay." he says as he takes it off. His chest is full of wounds and a few dozen scars closed off from long before. A bunch of gaping wounds are in the middle of his chest "Do it quick..."
Her eyes wide, she quickly presses the towel in her hands to his chest. 'So many scars...'
As if he read her mind he says "This isn't the first time i've been stabbed..." his face pulls together in pain as she pressed the towel against his chest
"It'll be okay..." She says softly, seeing his expression.
'I hope i can say the same thing for you' he thinks. "Thanks..."
After a few minutes have passed, she slowly removes her hands. "I think it's stopped." she sighs in relief, dabbing away the remaining blood.
"Bandage it..." he says. the bleeding may have stopped, but his pain certainly hasn't
"Just a moment." She makes another trip into the kitchen to get bandages. "Can you raise your arms..?"
"yeah" He raises them in clear pain. His armpit hairs are mostly ripped off violently leaving red bumps around the area that looks like they could burst into a bloody eruption any moment
She winces, but ignores it for now, winding the bandages around to cover the wounds. When she's finished, she tears the strip from the roll and ties it off. "They'll have ot be changed every so often."She reminds him.
He looks at his bandaged chest. He stares down for a minute. He looks back at the girl. "Thank you" he says. "By the way. What's your name?"
"O-Oh it's really no problem. My name's Alouette. And you are?"
He looks in front of him for a second "I don't have a name..."
"Didn't you get a name from whoever raised you?" She asks, perplexed.
He looks forwards a little embarassed "I-I don't know who raised me. The earliest memory i recall is wandering around the streets..."
"Didn't someone take you in...?" she says, studying him 'could he be like me...?'
He looks at the floor again "...If you count making someone believe you're his lover and then slit her throat... Then yeah, a lot of people did"
"...You don't seem like that person tough." She wants to be able to relax, but how can she? "I look at you and... I don't see a monster, like what the others say. I see a young man that needs someone to be there for him..."
He looks to the left, blushing a tiny bit. "The woman was right... I killed her daughter. Two months ago."
"Then how did it take this long...?" She's frozen where she sits, clueless on what to do. 'He said it himself... He killed that girl... But...'
He looks forward again, not saying anything at all.
"Hello?" she rests a hand on his shoulder. "...Are you okay?"
”I just… Don’t want to answer that”
Wordless, she stands up and walks back into the kitchen 'He's... strange.' she shakes her head 'What's wrong with me? He's a murderer... but i can't...' She looks at the phone, reaches for it-- but let's her hand drop 'Why can't i?'
He puts his shirt back on and reaches down his left pocket for his pocket knife 'She knows too much' he grabs it out and looks at the sharp blade 'I can't...' he puts the knife back, stands up and walks towards the door. "I-I've caused you enough trouble. I'll go..."
"Don't even think about it!" She drags him back to the couch "I told you, it's not a problem! And anyway. You'd never be able to go back to town in your condition!"
He looks at the ground again "You'd even let a serial killer stay at your house?" he sighs "You win... Thank you, erm, 'Alouette' was it...?" he asks looking at her.
"Apparently so. It's not like you can do much with that wound of yours." she crosses her arms "And yes, yes it was."
He stares in front of him again and thinks: 'what a girl' ______________________________________________________
"A-And that's it... I-I killed a lot of people. They stabbed me on that town square! I-I am a horrible person..."
As he speaks, her eyes grow wide. "I can't believe it..." Unconsciously, she takes a step back. "B-But... That wasn't here, and you aren't really the same person you were then... Right?"
"I-I..." his eyes tear up again. "I don't know!" he yells, "I-I just don't know..."
She flinches. "H-Hey... Calm down..."
He breathes in and out a few times. "S-Sorry... I-I just keep getting these disturbing fantasies of stabbing you.... but I love you so much too..." "I-I just don't want to cause you harm."
"Please, don't..." She's responding to both points at the same time, even if he doesn't realize... "I-I can't remember who you are... I don't want to hear that now..."
"I-I... Sorry." he says.
"I just want to remember you... Or at least get to know you again before..." She trails off, hesitant.
"Y-You still want to?" he says, again perplexed. "I guess you didn't change. This is the second time."
"Like I said, that wasn't here... People can change." She tries to smile. "I think you could have... You don't act like that person."
"T-Thanks..." he says, smiling at her. "Thank you so much..."
'For just being nice...?' She thinks, but says, "I don't deserve thanks... It seems that I've forgotten someone that was important to me..." She shakes her head helplessly. "I'm sorry..."
"D-Don't be sorry... I said that you had to go away from me..."
"Ah..!" There's a sudden pain in her head, and she stumbles, blinking away an image of a collapsed figure, an echo of a pained voice... "I-I'm okay," she says, keeping a hand on her forehead. "D-Don't worry."
He runs to her and quickly grabs her hand to prevent her from falling."How can I not be worried? What happened?"
She stiffens. "I... I thought I saw something..." Shaking her head again, she continues, "It's nothing... Really, I'm fine."
He tries not to worry but curiosity ultimately takes over. "What did you see?"
"I don't know... It's gone now." She says, standing straight again. "I'm sure it was nothing." "Okay. I hope it was nothing."
he looks at Airies again. "But you still remember him as your brother?"
"I wasn't sure until he told me..." She looks at him too, and smiles. "But now it's starting to come back."
"Hmm. Okay..." he says, "Maybe you'll start to remember more from me too." he says, smiling.
"I hope so..." She looks back at Light, a faint smile remaining on her face. "I'd like to."
"Should we call Airies that we're done?" "I guess..."
She says thoughtfully. "I hope I remember you."
"I hope you do..." he says, smiling, opening his arms for a hug.
"..." She hesitates for a moment, a chick perched on the end of a branch, then steps forward and hugs him back.
"Thanks.... Lark..." he says, smiling .
"I don't need thanks for just being me." She says quietly, and smiles.
He hugs her tighter, when he suddenly pulls back quickly. A sharp loud screeching noise goes through his ears. He covers them but with no avail. "AUGH." he yells.
"What? What's wrong?" Her voice rises in fear, her eyes wide with worry.
He tries to focus on what Alouette's saying. His eyes are frantically moving around when- The sound of glass shattering is heard from the small bag she put the light orb in.
"What?" She hears a sound like glass shattering come from her bag, and opens it to look inside. Shards of something transluscent glitter from the bottom, and she starts to take some out--rather than cold and smooth, though, it feels sticky and slightly warm. She jerks her hand away and leaves it alone, but when she looks at her fingers, they're streaked with red.
((This post took us 1 week. Don't ask. Just read it and be happy with it. CaffeinatedKitty ansoro2112))
Guardian of Light & Guardian of Flight
Light slowly walks towards Alouette. "H-Hey... Umm..." He scratches the back of his head.
"A-Airis said you don't remember me?"
"That's right..." She says quietly, "But from what he said, we seem to have been quite close..."
He starts blushing a bit. "Y-Yeah about that," he looks the other way, "I-I don't think it'd be good if I stayed with you long..." he says, closing his eyes.
"Why not?" She looks at him curiously. "You don't seem to be a bad guy..."
"L-Let me just tell you the entire thing..." he sighs. ______________________________________________________
[FLASHBACK. DATE: ██/██/██ LOCATION: ██████, ██████]
The boy walks onto the town square. Suddenly everyone falls quiet and glares at him as he walks past
She slowly stops playing and lowers her violin as the square falls silent. "...What is it?"
An older man puts his hand on the young girls' shoulder "You don't know? He's a murderer!" The man exclaimed "He's tricked a bunch of innocent young girls into a relationship and then killing them..." "you better stay away from him..." Another man says standing behind them
"Is that so..." She stands in silence, her eyes on the boy.
The boy looks at where the voices came from. His eyes meet the girls' for a second when a woman arises from the crowd with a knife, angrily "That fuck killed my daughter!" She yells as she runs towards the boy
She flinches back, startled by the shout. "What...?" All she can do right now, though, is watch.
The boy sees the woman approaching and quickly sprints into the alley as the woman runs after him.
The tension on the square disappears and the man says to the girl: "Hope that woman kills him." "..."
She tenses, but stays silent and watches, thinking, 'I wish I could help...'
The boy sprints out of the alley. He quickly runs back the way he came he trips and falls. The people on the square see this as an opportunity and quickly pin him to the ground as the woman with the knife approaches The boy look at the girl hopelessly for the moment as the woman approaches and stabs him. once, twice, thrice, no, seven times. the boy screams and grunts in agony before they stop
"No..." she hangs back on the edge of the crowd, her eyes wide with horror.
Everyone on the square slowly move away. Some kick him when they pass him. multiple strained voices echo "Serves the bastard right..."
She stays still for a moment before rushing back to where she was and packing up her violin. 'I have to help him...' Is all she thinks as she takes off her jacket and straps the case to her back.
The boy groans and look to the right to see the girl packimg her violin without saying anything
Her jacket draped over her elbow, she half-runs back to him. "Here, I'm going to help you." She says as she searches for the wound that's bleeding the most.
The boy looks up at the winged girl "W-Why?" He asks confused "Didn't you hear what they said? Stay away from me!"
"I don't care. I can't just leave you to die." She presses the jacket to his chest, noting worriedly that it's quickly getting soaked.
He coughs "I-I'm a murderer. And you're going to help me?" He looks at her "You'll just end up like the others..."
”I told you, I can't just leave you to die." She says impatiently, and stands, gently picking him up. "Hang on, okay?" Looking around, then up, she spreads her wings and takes to the sky.
He gasps at the sudden ascent. He looks up at her face 'Why does she...' Meanwhile multiple people on the ground are yelling and cursing at her
She flinches at the shouts but doesn't let them bother her, instead watching out for the landmarks she doesn't really need to see but likes to anyway.
He follows her gaze to see the landmarks himself. But instead of their glory, all he remembers is how many people he killed at each one. The boy looks up at her "Where are you taking me?" he asks
She looks down at him and smiles. "Home."
"Your Home" he corrects her reluctantly as he looks up at her. He notices her beautiful smile... He just starts to notice the weird feeling in hi stomach 'Wait...'
"I guess so." She laughs, seeing the roof of her house ahead. He sees the house in the distance
"...Do you live alone?" "It's not like anyone else can get inside that easily."
She lands on the balcony and asks, "Do you think you can walk?" "I-I hope so" he says worrying a bit if he really could. "Try to stand." Keeping one arm around him, she lets him set his feet on the floor.
He immediately feels his legs sinking under hi weight but he manages to stay up with a bit of shaking "I-I think i can. With your support."
With a bit of effort, they get inside, and she closes the door. "Here, sit down. And keep holding that--we have to stop the bleeding before I can put any bandages on it."
"Yeah yeah. I have basic medical knowledge" he says to the winged girl as he sits down
She leaves him for a moment, going into the kitchen to dampen a towel.
He looks at the door. Considering sprinting out and getting away. Nah. That'd be suicide. "why is she... caring so much?"
"T-Take off your shirt," she says as she comes back into the room, "I need to clean it."
"Okay." he says as he takes it off. His chest is full of wounds and a few dozen scars closed off from long before. A bunch of gaping wounds are in the middle of his chest "Do it quick..."
Her eyes wide, she quickly presses the towel in her hands to his chest. 'So many scars...'
As if he read her mind he says "This isn't the first time i've been stabbed..." his face pulls together in pain as she pressed the towel against his chest
"It'll be okay..." She says softly, seeing his expression.
'I hope i can say the same thing for you' he thinks. "Thanks..."
After a few minutes have passed, she slowly removes her hands. "I think it's stopped." she sighs in relief, dabbing away the remaining blood.
"Bandage it..." he says. the bleeding may have stopped, but his pain certainly hasn't
"Just a moment." She makes another trip into the kitchen to get bandages. "Can you raise your arms..?"
"yeah" He raises them in clear pain. His armpit hairs are mostly ripped off violently leaving red bumps around the area that looks like they could burst into a bloody eruption any moment
She winces, but ignores it for now, winding the bandages around to cover the wounds. When she's finished, she tears the strip from the roll and ties it off. "They'll have ot be changed every so often."She reminds him.
He looks at his bandaged chest. He stares down for a minute. He looks back at the girl. "Thank you" he says. "By the way. What's your name?"
"O-Oh it's really no problem. My name's Alouette. And you are?"
He looks in front of him for a second "I don't have a name..."
"Didn't you get a name from whoever raised you?" She asks, perplexed.
He looks forwards a little embarassed "I-I don't know who raised me. The earliest memory i recall is wandering around the streets..."
"Didn't someone take you in...?" she says, studying him 'could he be like me...?'
He looks at the floor again "...If you count making someone believe you're his lover and then slit her throat... Then yeah, a lot of people did"
"...You don't seem like that person tough." She wants to be able to relax, but how can she? "I look at you and... I don't see a monster, like what the others say. I see a young man that needs someone to be there for him..."
He looks to the left, blushing a tiny bit. "The woman was right... I killed her daughter. Two months ago."
"Then how did it take this long...?" She's frozen where she sits, clueless on what to do. 'He said it himself... He killed that girl... But...'
He looks forward again, not saying anything at all.
"Hello?" she rests a hand on his shoulder. "...Are you okay?"
”I just… Don’t want to answer that”
Wordless, she stands up and walks back into the kitchen 'He's... strange.' she shakes her head 'What's wrong with me? He's a murderer... but i can't...' She looks at the phone, reaches for it-- but let's her hand drop 'Why can't i?'
He puts his shirt back on and reaches down his left pocket for his pocket knife 'She knows too much' he grabs it out and looks at the sharp blade 'I can't...' he puts the knife back, stands up and walks towards the door. "I-I've caused you enough trouble. I'll go..."
"Don't even think about it!" She drags him back to the couch "I told you, it's not a problem! And anyway. You'd never be able to go back to town in your condition!"
He looks at the ground again "You'd even let a serial killer stay at your house?" he sighs "You win... Thank you, erm, 'Alouette' was it...?" he asks looking at her.
"Apparently so. It's not like you can do much with that wound of yours." she crosses her arms "And yes, yes it was."
He stares in front of him again and thinks: 'what a girl' ______________________________________________________
"A-And that's it... I-I killed a lot of people. They stabbed me on that town square! I-I am a horrible person..."
As he speaks, her eyes grow wide. "I can't believe it..." Unconsciously, she takes a step back. "B-But... That wasn't here, and you aren't really the same person you were then... Right?"
"I-I..." his eyes tear up again. "I don't know!" he yells, "I-I just don't know..."
She flinches. "H-Hey... Calm down..."
He breathes in and out a few times. "S-Sorry... I-I just keep getting these disturbing fantasies of stabbing you.... but I love you so much too..." "I-I just don't want to cause you harm."
"Please, don't..." She's responding to both points at the same time, even if he doesn't realize... "I-I can't remember who you are... I don't want to hear that now..."
"I-I... Sorry." he says.
"I just want to remember you... Or at least get to know you again before..." She trails off, hesitant.
"Y-You still want to?" he says, again perplexed. "I guess you didn't change. This is the second time."
"Like I said, that wasn't here... People can change." She tries to smile. "I think you could have... You don't act like that person."
"T-Thanks..." he says, smiling at her. "Thank you so much..."
'For just being nice...?' She thinks, but says, "I don't deserve thanks... It seems that I've forgotten someone that was important to me..." She shakes her head helplessly. "I'm sorry..."
"D-Don't be sorry... I said that you had to go away from me..."
"Ah..!" There's a sudden pain in her head, and she stumbles, blinking away an image of a collapsed figure, an echo of a pained voice... "I-I'm okay," she says, keeping a hand on her forehead. "D-Don't worry."
He runs to her and quickly grabs her hand to prevent her from falling."How can I not be worried? What happened?"
She stiffens. "I... I thought I saw something..." Shaking her head again, she continues, "It's nothing... Really, I'm fine."
He tries not to worry but curiosity ultimately takes over. "What did you see?"
"I don't know... It's gone now." She says, standing straight again. "I'm sure it was nothing." "Okay. I hope it was nothing."
he looks at Airies again. "But you still remember him as your brother?"
"I wasn't sure until he told me..." She looks at him too, and smiles. "But now it's starting to come back."
"Hmm. Okay..." he says, "Maybe you'll start to remember more from me too." he says, smiling.
"I hope so..." She looks back at Light, a faint smile remaining on her face. "I'd like to."
"Should we call Airies that we're done?" "I guess..."
She says thoughtfully. "I hope I remember you."
"I hope you do..." he says, smiling, opening his arms for a hug.
"..." She hesitates for a moment, a chick perched on the end of a branch, then steps forward and hugs him back.
"Thanks.... Lark..." he says, smiling .
"I don't need thanks for just being me." She says quietly, and smiles.
He hugs her tighter, when he suddenly pulls back quickly. A sharp loud screeching noise goes through his ears. He covers them but with no avail. "AUGH." he yells.
"What? What's wrong?" Her voice rises in fear, her eyes wide with worry.
He tries to focus on what Alouette's saying. His eyes are frantically moving around when- The sound of glass shattering is heard from the small bag she put the light orb in.
"What?" She hears a sound like glass shattering come from her bag, and opens it to look inside. Shards of something transluscent glitter from the bottom, and she starts to take some out--rather than cold and smooth, though, it feels sticky and slightly warm. She jerks her hand away and leaves it alone, but when she looks at her fingers, they're streaked with red.
((This post took us 1 week. Don't ask. Just read it and be happy with it. CaffeinatedKitty ansoro2112))
Ross sits back and watches Light, Alouette, and Airis talk. He couldn't hear much, but he did catch something about the winged ones being siblings near the beginning, after that he just watched their body language.
Off in the distance, Ross sees a rather large lightning strike and concludes that there must be a Guardian of Weather or Cloud around. "Guys, I don't mean to interrupt, but maybe we should go check that out."
((Sorry for short post, I don't really know what I can say x3
Also, Kylieanna and CofeeThePotato is Remillia cured of magic taint yet?))
Off in the distance, Ross sees a rather large lightning strike and concludes that there must be a Guardian of Weather or Cloud around. "Guys, I don't mean to interrupt, but maybe we should go check that out."
((Sorry for short post, I don't really know what I can say x3
Also, Kylieanna and CofeeThePotato is Remillia cured of magic taint yet?))
Trap_Wolf
dam u str8 babygurl
The Guardian of Hope
Hope's head bobbed forward accidentally as he sat up. The drone of conversation and whispers around him sounded like white noise against the gusts of wind occasionally crossing the land. The black-haired man turns to the Guardian of Life, "What is going on? Who's even here right now?" he asks her.
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Toiletprincess
The Eternal Dinosaur
The Guardian of Life
Life looks at Hope, her bright eyes dimming. "L-light woke up," She whispers hoarsely, "A-and the nether girl got here w-with water man, someone called Alouette and an angel guy." She presses a hand to her chest, trying to reduce the pain that's making her want to lurch and roll around in agony. The white tailed girl breathes shallowly, her entire body trembling with the effort, "S-something about c-curing the nether girl f-from magic t-taint." Life looks at the ground and clenches her fists, "I-I think Cyra c-corrupted us," she mutters, trying to clear her dry throat.(Trap_Wolf)
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Hottie
Guardian of Wind
*While waiting for Light and Alouette to finish talking he hears Light yelling. He immediately runs towards them.*
"What happened?!"
*He then see Alouette's fingers covered in blood. He pushes Light* (He's now between Light and Alouette)
"What did you do to her?!"
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(( Also Fiesta, my name's Airis not Airies c: ))
*While waiting for Light and Alouette to finish talking he hears Light yelling. He immediately runs towards them.*
"What happened?!"
*He then see Alouette's fingers covered in blood. He pushes Light* (He's now between Light and Alouette)
"What did you do to her?!"
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(( CaffeinatedKitty Fiestaguy ))
(( Also Fiesta, my name's Airis not Airies c: ))
CaffeinatedKitty
Intoxicated Feline
((FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGH- no really Airis pls ;-; I don't really have much to work with right now because I'm kind of a bystander so //waits for Fiesta
Editedit: waitwhat Tim why did you rate that optimistic wut))
Editedit: waitwhat Tim why did you rate that optimistic wut))