She pushes herself back up, her skin covered in cuts but still conscious. Her eyes are filled with happy battle frenzy as she swings again. To hit:2420 Damage:915
“I’ll figure out whatever it is one of these days. Hopefully she stays around long enough for that.”
Mala takes both hits hard. She looks a lot worse for the wear, one of her arms looking badly bent. She pants and tries to hit you again. Attack: 25 Damage: 8 Attack: 19 Damage: 5 Attack: 26 Damage: 9 Attack: 10 Damage: 10
"Yeah. Who is she?"
It was one attack too little to take her down just yet. She looks to how bad they are, blood trickling down her chest and arms before swinging overhead twice, panting tired. To hit:1621 Damage:109
He rubs his eyes, groaning to himself “I can’t believe I forgot to ask for her name, but I’ll recognize her. Hard to miss a four armed bird person.”
Malafasa looks like a single breeze could upend and defeat her. "W-wait... wait... hold on..." She gasps. "I can't... I..."
"Ooh, might be a demon then."
As soon as they stop fighting, the halberd drops from her hands and she leans against a nearby tree, gasping as well “Did… I… win…?”
“Maybe, I might as well hope so. Want a drink?”
"Y-yeah..."
"I'm alright, but I'd love to continue talking with you."
She huffs as she sits down, “I’m… just gonna… sit here…”
He orders himself one, putting away his blade into its sheath “How have you been?”
Mala collapses next to her, trying to pull her bottom left arm back into its place.
"Lovely. Trying to enjoy as much time as possible with Samaritan."
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She pushes herself back up, her skin covered in cuts but still conscious. Her eyes are filled with happy battle frenzy as she swings again. To hit:2420 Damage:915
“I’ll figure out whatever it is one of these days. Hopefully she stays around long enough for that.”
Mala takes both hits hard. She looks a lot worse for the wear, one of her arms looking badly bent. She pants and tries to hit you again. Attack: 25 Damage: 8 Attack: 19 Damage: 5 Attack: 26 Damage: 9 Attack: 10 Damage: 10
"Yeah. Who is she?"
It was one attack too little to take her down just yet. She looks to how bad they are, blood trickling down her chest and arms before swinging overhead twice, panting tired. To hit:1621 Damage:109
He rubs his eyes, groaning to himself “I can’t believe I forgot to ask for her name, but I’ll recognize her. Hard to miss a four armed bird person.”
Malafasa looks like a single breeze could upend and defeat her. "W-wait... wait... hold on..." She gasps. "I can't... I..."
"Ooh, might be a demon then."
As soon as they stop fighting, the halberd drops from her hands and she leans against a nearby tree, gasping as well “Did… I… win…?”
“Maybe, I might as well hope so. Want a drink?”
"Y-yeah..."
"I'm alright, but I'd love to continue talking with you."
She huffs as she sits down, “I’m… just gonna… sit here…”
He orders himself one, putting away his blade into its sheath “How have you been?”
Mala collapses next to her, trying to pull her bottom left arm back into its place.
"Lovely. Trying to enjoy as much time as possible with Samaritan."
She takes one of the wrapping on her halberd, handing it to them “You’re… a strong… fighter… admirable.”
“I’m happy to hear that you’re doing well, unfortunately enough I’ve started to care about you.”
She pushes herself back up, her skin covered in cuts but still conscious. Her eyes are filled with happy battle frenzy as she swings again. To hit:2420 Damage:915
“I’ll figure out whatever it is one of these days. Hopefully she stays around long enough for that.”
Mala takes both hits hard. She looks a lot worse for the wear, one of her arms looking badly bent. She pants and tries to hit you again. Attack: 25 Damage: 8 Attack: 19 Damage: 5 Attack: 26 Damage: 9 Attack: 10 Damage: 10
"Yeah. Who is she?"
It was one attack too little to take her down just yet. She looks to how bad they are, blood trickling down her chest and arms before swinging overhead twice, panting tired. To hit:1621 Damage:109
He rubs his eyes, groaning to himself “I can’t believe I forgot to ask for her name, but I’ll recognize her. Hard to miss a four armed bird person.”
Malafasa looks like a single breeze could upend and defeat her. "W-wait... wait... hold on..." She gasps. "I can't... I..."
"Ooh, might be a demon then."
As soon as they stop fighting, the halberd drops from her hands and she leans against a nearby tree, gasping as well “Did… I… win…?”
“Maybe, I might as well hope so. Want a drink?”
"Y-yeah..."
"I'm alright, but I'd love to continue talking with you."
She huffs as she sits down, “I’m… just gonna… sit here…”
He orders himself one, putting away his blade into its sheath “How have you been?”
Mala collapses next to her, trying to pull her bottom left arm back into its place.
"Lovely. Trying to enjoy as much time as possible with Samaritan."
She takes one of the wrapping on her halberd, handing it to them “You’re… a strong… fighter… admirable.”
“I’m happy to hear that you’re doing well, unfortunately enough I’ve started to care about you.”
"...yeah... I am..." She chuckles weakly.
"Oh, that's a big mistake, isn't it?"
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Part of me wants to make a character who is a lot like Homelander who is this incredibly powerful dude but has so many issues but is idolized by people so it fuels his ego.*
*Had a 6 hour nap. I am feeling good!*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Good, but stuck inside cause it's so snowy and icy*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Same, unfortunately. That winter storm hit us pretty bad.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Got a bit of a headache, but other than that I’m fine, happy to hear you’re well.*
Mala collapses next to her, trying to pull her bottom left arm back into its place.
"Lovely. Trying to enjoy as much time as possible with Samaritan."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Aw, I'm sorry love.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
She takes one of the wrapping on her halberd, handing it to them “You’re… a strong… fighter… admirable.”
“I’m happy to hear that you’re doing well, unfortunately enough I’ve started to care about you.”
*It’s okay, I’ll live, probably. Wanna rp?*
"...yeah... I am..." She chuckles weakly.
"Oh, that's a big mistake, isn't it?"
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Well, better than what's going on on the other coast...*
*Want to rp?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Cut for Jobah.*
(Good place to end? Want anyone else?)
“It’ll probably be the death of me.” He chuckles, joking.
*I think we could continue, just since the fights over doesn’t mean they need to stop interacting*
“Most likely.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Fair enough, if you want to continue, I’d be happy to. Let me just.*
She pulls her halberd to her, beginning to sharpen and clean it “Who… are you?”
He smiles, knowing it’s definitely true “Has the cult grown any?”
*Yes please:)*.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Indeed. And yes, I do.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
“I’m Malafasa… you…?”
“No, not really. But I have several ongoing plans to expand my current goals…”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Part of me wants to make a character who is a lot like Homelander who is this incredibly powerful dude but has so many issues but is idolized by people so it fuels his ego.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Would you like anyone specific? Just asking.*
*Uhhh I have no idea..*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
She sighs, “Heriot… nice to… meet you…”
“And what would those current goals be? I don’t know much, but I’d be happy to assist.”