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*yo*

Theren is wandering the woods, guitar over his back with a sword at his hip.

Phoenix is at the shooting range carefully aiming at a target.

Nick is walking back and forth on a rooftop, smoking a cigarette.

Mauric is also on the roof. He has a small row of succulents and is watching them proudly.

Nick glances at them a few times before continuing pacing.

“What’s worrying ya?”

"N-nothing. I-i'm fine."

“You know that’s not true.” Mauric looks him in the eye. “What’s wrong?”

He crosses his arms and looks away. "I-i'm fine."

“You keep saying that, but it’s not true. You can tell me. Unless I’m prying. Oh crud, I’m prying. I’m sorry.”

"No. No your not." he says, gently taking their hands. "It's fine."

“Okay, then what’s wrong??”

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*yo*

Theren is wandering the woods, guitar over his back with a sword at his hip.

Phoenix is at the shooting range carefully aiming at a target.

Nick is walking back and forth on a rooftop, smoking a cigarette.

Mauric is also on the roof. He has a small row of succulents and is watching them proudly.

Nick glances at them a few times before continuing pacing.

“What’s worrying ya?”

"N-nothing. I-i'm fine."

“You know that’s not true.” Mauric looks him in the eye. “What’s wrong?”

He crosses his arms and looks away. "I-i'm fine."

“You keep saying that, but it’s not true. You can tell me. Unless I’m prying. Oh crud, I’m prying. I’m sorry.”

"No. No your not." he says, gently taking their hands. "It's fine."

“Okay, then what’s wrong??”

"Just remembering stuff I don't wanna remember." he says, letting go of their hands. "I don't wanna burden you with my past."

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Within the woods, the air seems to turn electric. Time seems to freeze for seconds before a doorway appears, made from purple light and arching violet lightning. From the doorway, a man is thrown out.

He is severely dehydrated and emancipated, his skin is fair but scarred and dirty. He tries to get himself up from the ground with feverish panic but ends up falling again, unable to even hold himself up.

He wears a blue button-up, a brown jacket, dress pants made from charcoal colored fabric, and black boots. A bag is slung over his shoulder.

A figure crouches over them. There is a faint outline of a sword on his hip and a guitar on his back. "You alright mate?"

He rolls over, coughing. He blinks and looks up. "Yeah?"

"Need some help?" he asks, holding out a hand

"No.. No. Im fine." He said and tried to stand up.

Theren helps him up regardless. He then offers him a canteen of water.

He pulls away and snatches the canteen, draining it. He wipes his mouth "Who're you?"

"Names Theren Dotsk. And you are?"

"Harvey..." he says, his tone dripping with suspicion.

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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
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Within the woods, the air seems to turn electric. Time seems to freeze for seconds before a doorway appears, made from purple light and arching violet lightning. From the doorway, a man is thrown out.

He is severely dehydrated and emaciated, his skin is fair but scarred and dirty. He tries to get himself up from the ground with feverish panic but ends up falling again, unable to even hold himself up.

He wears a blue button-up, a brown jacket, dress pants made from charcoal colored fabric, and black boots. A bag is slung over his shoulder.

Caramel watches from not far away, curious.

He rolls over, lying on the ground, staring at the sky.

The cat approaches and bats at his face.

He winces slightly. "Don't... Do that.."

<Sorry.> The undead cat speaks telepathically to him.

"Oh.. Telepathy.. Haven't used that in a while.." He says back, eyes narrowed.

<It’s my only way to talk to non-cats. I can write, but it’s slower.>

"Weird..." he said and sat up, groaning.

<Well, I enjoy talking to other people. So many fascinating thoughts!>

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I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
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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
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Within the woods, the air seems to turn electric. Time seems to freeze for seconds before a doorway appears, made from purple light and arching violet lightning. From the doorway, a man is thrown out.

He is severely dehydrated and emancipated, his skin is fair but scarred and dirty. He tries to get himself up from the ground with feverish panic but ends up falling again, unable to even hold himself up.

He wears a blue button-up, a brown jacket, dress pants made from charcoal colored fabric, and black boots. A bag is slung over his shoulder.

A figure crouches over them. There is a faint outline of a sword on his hip and a guitar on his back. "You alright mate?"

He rolls over, coughing. He blinks and looks up. "Yeah?"

"Need some help?" he asks, holding out a hand

"No.. No. Im fine." He said and tried to stand up.

Theren helps him up regardless. He then offers him a canteen of water.

He pulls away and snatches the canteen, draining it. He wipes his mouth "Who're you?"

"Names Theren Dotsk. And you are?"

"Harvey..." he says, his tone dripping with suspicion.

"nice to meet ya Harvey. You look a bit dinged up mate."

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Within the woods, the air seems to turn electric. Time seems to freeze for seconds before a doorway appears, made from purple light and arching violet lightning. From the doorway, a man is thrown out.

He is severely dehydrated and emaciated, his skin is fair but scarred and dirty. He tries to get himself up from the ground with feverish panic but ends up falling again, unable to even hold himself up.

He wears a blue button-up, a brown jacket, dress pants made from charcoal colored fabric, and black boots. A bag is slung over his shoulder.

Caramel watches from not far away, curious.

He rolls over, lying on the ground, staring at the sky.

The cat approaches and bats at his face.

He winces slightly. "Don't... Do that.."

<Sorry.> The undead cat speaks telepathically to him.

"Oh.. Telepathy.. Haven't used that in a while.." He says back, eyes narrowed.

<It’s my only way to talk to non-cats. I can write, but it’s slower.>

"Weird..." he said and sat up, groaning.

<Well, I enjoy talking to other people. So many fascinating thoughts!>

"Eh, not really. But whatever floats your boat." He says.

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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
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Within the woods, the air seems to turn electric. Time seems to freeze for seconds before a doorway appears, made from purple light and arching violet lightning. From the doorway, a man is thrown out.

He is severely dehydrated and emancipated, his skin is fair but scarred and dirty. He tries to get himself up from the ground with feverish panic but ends up falling again, unable to even hold himself up.

He wears a blue button-up, a brown jacket, dress pants made from charcoal colored fabric, and black boots. A bag is slung over his shoulder.

A figure crouches over them. There is a faint outline of a sword on his hip and a guitar on his back. "You alright mate?"

He rolls over, coughing. He blinks and looks up. "Yeah?"

"Need some help?" he asks, holding out a hand

"No.. No. Im fine." He said and tried to stand up.

Theren helps him up regardless. He then offers him a canteen of water.

He pulls away and snatches the canteen, draining it. He wipes his mouth "Who're you?"

"Names Theren Dotsk. And you are?"

"Harvey..." he says, his tone dripping with suspicion.

"nice to meet ya Harvey. You look a bit dinged up mate."

"Its happens.." He grumbles and picks up his bag, holding it close to him.

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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

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Within the woods, the air seems to turn electric. Time seems to freeze for seconds before a doorway appears, made from purple light and arching violet lightning. From the doorway, a man is thrown out.

He is severely dehydrated and emancipated, his skin is fair but scarred and dirty. He tries to get himself up from the ground with feverish panic but ends up falling again, unable to even hold himself up.

He wears a blue button-up, a brown jacket, dress pants made from charcoal colored fabric, and black boots. A bag is slung over his shoulder.

A figure crouches over them. There is a faint outline of a sword on his hip and a guitar on his back. "You alright mate?"

He rolls over, coughing. He blinks and looks up. "Yeah?"

"Need some help?" he asks, holding out a hand

"No.. No. Im fine." He said and tried to stand up.

Theren helps him up regardless. He then offers him a canteen of water.

He pulls away and snatches the canteen, draining it. He wipes his mouth "Who're you?"

"Names Theren Dotsk. And you are?"

"Harvey..." he says, his tone dripping with suspicion.

"nice to meet ya Harvey. You look a bit dinged up mate."

"Its happens.." He grumbles and picks up his bag, holding it close to him.

"what's in the bag?"

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*yo*

Theren is wandering the woods, guitar over his back with a sword at his hip.

Phoenix is at the shooting range carefully aiming at a target.

Nick is walking back and forth on a rooftop, smoking a cigarette.

Mauric is also on the roof. He has a small row of succulents and is watching them proudly.

Nick glances at them a few times before continuing pacing.

“What’s worrying ya?”

"N-nothing. I-i'm fine."

“You know that’s not true.” Mauric looks him in the eye. “What’s wrong?”

He crosses his arms and looks away. "I-i'm fine."

“You keep saying that, but it’s not true. You can tell me. Unless I’m prying. Oh crud, I’m prying. I’m sorry.”

"No. No your not." he says, gently taking their hands. "It's fine."

“Okay, then what’s wrong??”

"Just remembering stuff I don't wanna remember." he says, letting go of their hands. "I don't wanna burden you with my past."

“Hey. You aren’t a burden.”

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I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
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*yo*

Theren is wandering the woods, guitar over his back with a sword at his hip.

Phoenix is at the shooting range carefully aiming at a target.

Nick is walking back and forth on a rooftop, smoking a cigarette.

Mauric is also on the roof. He has a small row of succulents and is watching them proudly.

Nick glances at them a few times before continuing pacing.

“What’s worrying ya?”

"N-nothing. I-i'm fine."

“You know that’s not true.” Mauric looks him in the eye. “What’s wrong?”

He crosses his arms and looks away. "I-i'm fine."

“You keep saying that, but it’s not true. You can tell me. Unless I’m prying. Oh crud, I’m prying. I’m sorry.”

"No. No your not." he says, gently taking their hands. "It's fine."

“Okay, then what’s wrong??”

"Just remembering stuff I don't wanna remember." he says, letting go of their hands. "I don't wanna burden you with my past."

“Hey. You aren’t a burden.”

"Yes I am."

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Within the woods, the air seems to turn electric. Time seems to freeze for seconds before a doorway appears, made from purple light and arching violet lightning. From the doorway, a man is thrown out.

He is severely dehydrated and emaciated, his skin is fair but scarred and dirty. He tries to get himself up from the ground with feverish panic but ends up falling again, unable to even hold himself up.

He wears a blue button-up, a brown jacket, dress pants made from charcoal colored fabric, and black boots. A bag is slung over his shoulder.

Caramel watches from not far away, curious.

He rolls over, lying on the ground, staring at the sky.

The cat approaches and bats at his face.

He winces slightly. "Don't... Do that.."

<Sorry.> The undead cat speaks telepathically to him.

"Oh.. Telepathy.. Haven't used that in a while.." He says back, eyes narrowed.

<It’s my only way to talk to non-cats. I can write, but it’s slower.>

"Weird..." he said and sat up, groaning.

<Well, I enjoy talking to other people. So many fascinating thoughts!>

"Eh, not really. But whatever floats your boat." He says.

<Well, I just mean communicating with people in general. I like communication!>

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I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
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"Yes I am."

Mauric grabs his shoulder. “Hey. I don’t let anyone talk about my friend that way. And you’re someone. You’re awesome.”

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*Quite sorry for disappearing there. I was completing Harvey's sheet and then got distracted by Philip Graves. The man is pwetty but so evil.*

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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
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"Yes I am."

Mauric grabs his shoulder. “Hey. I don’t let anyone talk about my friend that way. And you’re someone. You’re awesome.”

Nick just nods and sits down.

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*Quite sorry for disappearing there. I was completing Harvey's sheet and then got distracted by Philip Graves. The man is pwetty but so evil.*

*when I read that, I thought you were referring to the journalist/entomologist, and i was about to question what was evil about exposing anti-Semitism. But you mean from 100 Bullets. I hope.*

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"Yes I am."

Mauric grabs his shoulder. “Hey. I don’t let anyone talk about my friend that way. And you’re someone. You’re awesome.”

Nick just nods and sits down.

“If you don’t want to tell me, that’s just fine. But if you do, please do so.”

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No news is good news…

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*Quite sorry for disappearing there. I was completing Harvey's sheet and then got distracted by Philip Graves. The man is pwetty but so evil.*

*when I read that, I thought you were referring to the journalist/entomologist, and i was about to question what was evil about exposing anti-Semitism. But you mean from 100 Bullets. I hope.*

*From Call of Duty actually. I both hate and love him at the same time.*

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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
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"Yes I am."

Mauric grabs his shoulder. “Hey. I don’t let anyone talk about my friend that way. And you’re someone. You’re awesome.”

Nick just nods and sits down.

“If you don’t want to tell me, that’s just fine. But if you do, please do so.”

Nick just shakes his head. "I-i should go." he says, standing up and dusting off his jeans

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"Yes I am."

Mauric grabs his shoulder. “Hey. I don’t let anyone talk about my friend that way. And you’re someone. You’re awesome.”

Nick just nods and sits down.

“If you don’t want to tell me, that’s just fine. But if you do, please do so.”

Nick just shakes his head. "I-i should go." he says, standing up and dusting off his jeans

“…okay.”

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