Rene is pacing in her room, one of her eyes a bright gold while the other a warm amber. She talks to herself as if someone else is there.
Nicholas is sharpening his trident, humming to himself as he makes sure it's razor sharp.
Jack is weaving magic into what appears to be a sword, he hums to himself pleasantly as he does.
Efflore knocks on rene's door, holding a tray kf breakfast items
-extra- rory is atop of the shrine roof, he seems tired. After a moment he pulls out a cigarette he'd managed to get, striking a match and using it to light it
*French >:3*
The troopers smirks. "And what is your name?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*also dis*
*Russian >:3*
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
*just reposting.*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Well I’ve been traveling around the area, taking down records. Or maybe you’re new. I love new people.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Quinn." They say with a smile, "And yours?"
"My real name, not my designation number, is Korh."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Yep, new to the forest and the town"
(greek :P)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*German >:3*
"Lovely to meet you" They say before jokingly interlocking their fingers, "There, now you can hold my hand" He says with a wink
(how are you doing)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
There is a wash of emotions on their face. Starting with confusion, realization, then finally, ending on flustered.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I is good, you?*
(bored and stressed)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
He hums for a moment, "You sure you're a soldier? The ones I've met haven't been this cute" He teases
*I feel that, gonna be a wonky day irl lol*
He nods, rubbing the back of his neck, clearly flustered. "I, uh, yeah I am."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.