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"He wears a shit load of jewlery all the time, nose piercings, long hair, and green eyes. Rhydar."
A second Character Chat? Why the hell not!
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"The thieving prince? Are you sure?"
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He nodded. "Positive."
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She shook her head. "Unlikely. Prince is an ass. Besides, she not good with relationships. Especially playboys. Has… history." She shook her head again. "She likely wishing to see you, but afraid of how you feel."
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He shook his head back. "With all the shit I've said since then? I'm dead in her eyes. I'm surprised Cinthia herself hasn't came by to beat my ass."
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She tilted her head, curious. "What, exactly, did you say? She likely said similar as child."
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"I essentially threatened her the first time the Vanguards came around and scared the hell out of some poor girl."
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She scratched the shaven part of her head. "Yup. Done worse. You scared. Upset. Watched. World turning. Reasonable reactions. She likely worried. And think you hate her and Vanguard."
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"And how the hell do you suggest I fix this?"
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She shrugged. "Your problem. You never want help, so I not help." She turned and started leaving.
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He chewed on the inside of his bottom lip for a moment, then called out, "Clove?"
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She looked over her shoulder. "Hm?"
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"Thank you." He finally, finally looked like the 17 year old kid he really was. Completely cleared of the rage and anguish, cleared of his past and his father.
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Her expression didn't change, but she was glad she could help at least one person overcome their demons. Perhaps she should take her own advice… "You're welcome." She tipped her head back and closed her eyes, listening to the whispering Runes far across the island. They were faint, but there. "I have job. Be here for some time. See you later, yes?" She didn't open her eyes.
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"Yeah, for sure." He began to walk off, looking for a clear patch off grass. After a few moments, he found what he was looking for and laid down on his back, closing his eyes. He began searching everywhere in his reach, going from mind to mind before he got that metallic taste a Vanguard always gave him. Now, here comes the tricky part. He sent out a single, faint pulse of energy the way of the Vanguard, with a message saying "Find me." attached to it.
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Far off, in a completely different realm, a tiny dark-skinned jeweler smiled at her latest customer just as faint words echoed in the back of her mind. She quickly but politely sent the costumer on their way, closed shop, then ducked into her equally tiny workshop. Find me, the message said. And find them she shall. She searched the earth, begging her father to guide her across the realms. She felt a body, pressed against the earth. Sending her own message, she willed the grass to sway unnaturally and curl around the messenger's limbs. I hear you, she tried to say.
(I have to go)
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((Okay, good night!
His eyes were closed and he was completely honed in, only getting the hear and inferring the rest. I will wait. And that was all that he needed to do. Wait.
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((This sounds like the end of one book and the intro to a sequel, lol))
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((Character Chat #4!
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(Yup!)
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('Tis made)
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((OOC: Wells, seems I missed a bit))
"Ya know, these weirdos keep up this shit, there's gonna be a very displeased Overgod," Hydrox mumbled under his breath.
His gaze shifted upwards, blue eyes glowing. The spines along his back were flared to their fullest, showing his alertness, pupils no longer round, calm pupils. They were thin slits nearly lost in the vast blue.
Having watched from a distance, a figure had watched the events unfold. They appeared to be human for the most part, other than the face a pair of pure, golden horns curled from either side of their head.
"Hm…so this is the human the gods and goddesses are so interested in? How disappointing…"
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Runner's eyes opened, an abrasive presence awakening him from his trance. The wind blew lightly as he got up from his spot, stretching slightly ad he looked around.
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Upon a small hill, the 'human' steadily gazed downwards towards Runner. They only seemed to be in their late teens, 15-17, yet despite the young appearance, the air around them seemed to hold immense power. The clothes they wore were regal in appearance, but having a relaxed fit. Next to him, he held a tall glaive, the blade of the weapon shimmering ever so slightly in the light.
"For such a powerful soul…doesn't really have the look…"
He didn't even bother to try and keep quiet. The younger looking male simply staid in his place, making no movement to approach, but also making no move to leave. His voice barely held any emotion, as if he had none.
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Runner stands as stoic as the other, staring at the figure silently. Hydrox's shirt flapped lazily in the wind, making an audible whap! every time it flicked this way or that.
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((Clover's still around if you want her to pop up or something. I wont be on much though until 4))
((im not sure about what Harper should do right now.
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((I dunno. Confront Clover? Talk to Runner?))
((IM SO CONFUZZLED! I will come up with something.))
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((OOC: Hence the reason I tend to do a light read of what I missed, and go from there when I am gone))
The 'human' continued to look down, the sun glinting off the golden horns atop his head. He remained standing just as straight. Eventually, the younger looking male approached, coming to a stop a few feet in front of Runner. Red eyes seemed to look the other up and down, as if sizing them up, before eventually breaking the silence that had been almost suffocating.
"I will keep things simple; My name is Lucernas; Holy Dragon and one of many loyal servants to the High One. As much as I dislike being chosen for this task, I am the one to be 'accompanying' you in your time here till a better solution is made."
The male's voice still had little to no emotion. The pupils in his red eyes were narrowed into thin slits. Lucernas, as he was called, let his words sink in, then spoke again, "I have been also told to answer any questions you have to the best of my ability. Though some I may not be allowed to respond to."