"I... I'm not going to take that as an order." He writes in the air, making an arch of arcane sigils before a gate opens to the Celestial City.
Nick marches through, looking insanely angry. Once he passes through the gate he glows gold, feathery golden wings appearing on his back
His own golden wings unfurl from behind Tyler's back "I don't know the exact room they are staying in, but I do know the building." He begins to fly, leading them.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"I... I'm not going to take that as an order." He writes in the air, making an arch of arcane sigils before a gate opens to the Celestial City.
Nick marches through, looking insanely angry. Once he passes through the gate he glows gold, feathery golden wings appearing on his back
His own golden wings unfurl from behind Tyler's back "I don't know the exact room they are staying in, but I do know the building." He begins to fly, leading them.
Nick follows them, looking pissed. The more they fly the more the gold fades from his wings as they become a light feathery white
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I... I'm not going to take that as an order." He writes in the air, making an arch of arcane sigils before a gate opens to the Celestial City.
Nick marches through, looking insanely angry. Once he passes through the gate he glows gold, feathery golden wings appearing on his back
His own golden wings unfurl from behind Tyler's back "I don't know the exact room they are staying in, but I do know the building." He begins to fly, leading them.
Nick follows them, looking pissed. The more they fly the more the gold fades from his wings as they become a light feathery white
They land outside of a beautiful looking Inn, next to the gargantuan courthouse. He wipes the blood off of his brow "Here we go. Mauric and Damian are staying here."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"I... I'm not going to take that as an order." He writes in the air, making an arch of arcane sigils before a gate opens to the Celestial City.
Nick marches through, looking insanely angry. Once he passes through the gate he glows gold, feathery golden wings appearing on his back
His own golden wings unfurl from behind Tyler's back "I don't know the exact room they are staying in, but I do know the building." He begins to fly, leading them.
Nick follows them, looking pissed. The more they fly the more the gold fades from his wings as they become a light feathery white
They land outside of a beautiful looking Inn, next to the gargantuan courthouse. He wipes the blood off of his brow "Here we go. Mauric and Damian are staying here."
Nick glares at them. "Remember what I said."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I... I'm not going to take that as an order." He writes in the air, making an arch of arcane sigils before a gate opens to the Celestial City.
Nick marches through, looking insanely angry. Once he passes through the gate he glows gold, feathery golden wings appearing on his back
His own golden wings unfurl from behind Tyler's back "I don't know the exact room they are staying in, but I do know the building." He begins to fly, leading them.
Nick follows them, looking pissed. The more they fly the more the gold fades from his wings as they become a light feathery white
They land outside of a beautiful looking Inn, next to the gargantuan courthouse. He wipes the blood off of his brow "Here we go. Mauric and Damian are staying here."
Nick glares at them. "Remember what I said."
He nods, "I will, I hope to feel only the wrath of one set of gods." He smiles just a little bit before flying off.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
“Maybe Sparrow, but that’s two targets in one place and I don’t wanna make things easier for them…”
"I mean, I've seen him around, and he looks like the type who can handle himself, it wouldn't hurt too much ask."
“Alrighty.” Riotan runs off, leaving the chisel behind.
He sighs "I meant later." He mutters before getting back to work.
Sparrow is outside of the tavern cleaning his horse, Shadow, with a sponge, water, and brush, making sure to do the work with gentle care.
“Hey hey Sparrow! What can you tell me about the Valentine sisters?” He asks, running over to him.
He looks up from Shadow, adjusting hat to see them better "Demons, used to be human. My sisters are real trouble. What do ya want to know specific?"
“Oh they’re YOUR sisters? Huh. I wanted to know if they had any weaknesses ‘cause I got in a battle with them.”
He chuckles, smiling at them "My name is Sparrow Valentine ain't it? They got more strengths than weaknesses, but they are much weaker when separated. Juli is a real danger with her sword, and the more durable of the two."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
“Maybe Sparrow, but that’s two targets in one place and I don’t wanna make things easier for them…”
"I mean, I've seen him around, and he looks like the type who can handle himself, it wouldn't hurt too much ask."
“Alrighty.” Riotan runs off, leaving the chisel behind.
He sighs "I meant later." He mutters before getting back to work.
Sparrow is outside of the tavern cleaning his horse, Shadow, with a sponge, water, and brush, making sure to do the work with gentle care.
“Hey hey Sparrow! What can you tell me about the Valentine sisters?” He asks, running over to him.
He looks up from Shadow, adjusting hat to see them better "Demons, used to be human. My sisters are real trouble. What do ya want to know specific?"
“Oh they’re YOUR sisters? Huh. I wanted to know if they had any weaknesses ‘cause I got in a battle with them.”
He chuckles, smiling at them "My name is Sparrow Valentine ain't it? They got more strengths than weaknesses, but they are much weaker when separated. Juli is a real danger with her sword, and the more durable of the two."
“Cool. I almost bit off her head.” He says casually.
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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.
Nick walks into the Inn, looking around for Mauric. His white wings fluttering nervously
Mauric is just now exiting his room, looking fretful.
Nick lunges at him, hugging him tightly, his wings enveloping them both
Mauric looks shocked but the moment he recognizes Nick, he hugs him back as hard as he can.
Nicks breathing is ragged. "god oh god....why...this..."
Mauric leans back ever so slightly. “Nick… I’m gonna be fine. They won’t send me to jail. At most, they’d put me under house arrest. From what I’ve seen and been told, at least.”
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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.
Nick walks into the Inn, looking around for Mauric. His white wings fluttering nervously
Mauric is just now exiting his room, looking fretful.
Nick lunges at him, hugging him tightly, his wings enveloping them both
Mauric looks shocked but the moment he recognizes Nick, he hugs him back as hard as he can.
Nicks breathing is ragged. "god oh god....why...this..."
Mauric leans back ever so slightly. “Nick… I’m gonna be fine. They won’t send me to jail. At most, they’d put me under house arrest. From what I’ve seen and been told, at least.”
Tears are streaming down his face. "Tell me it isn't true you helped a criminal..."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Nick walks into the Inn, looking around for Mauric. His white wings fluttering nervously
Mauric is just now exiting his room, looking fretful.
Nick lunges at him, hugging him tightly, his wings enveloping them both
Mauric looks shocked but the moment he recognizes Nick, he hugs him back as hard as he can.
Nicks breathing is ragged. "god oh god....why...this..."
Mauric leans back ever so slightly. “Nick… I’m gonna be fine. They won’t send me to jail. At most, they’d put me under house arrest. From what I’ve seen and been told, at least.”
Tears are streaming down his face. "Tell me it isn't true you helped a criminal..."
“I didn’t help Damian commit any crimes… I promise.” Mauric rests his head on Nick’s shoulder.
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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.
Nick walks into the Inn, looking around for Mauric. His white wings fluttering nervously
Mauric is just now exiting his room, looking fretful.
Nick lunges at him, hugging him tightly, his wings enveloping them both
Mauric looks shocked but the moment he recognizes Nick, he hugs him back as hard as he can.
Nicks breathing is ragged. "god oh god....why...this..."
Mauric leans back ever so slightly. “Nick… I’m gonna be fine. They won’t send me to jail. At most, they’d put me under house arrest. From what I’ve seen and been told, at least.”
Tears are streaming down his face. "Tell me it isn't true you helped a criminal..."
“I didn’t help Damian commit any crimes… I promise.” Mauric rests his head on Nick’s shoulder.
Nick is trembling violently. "okay..."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Nick walks into the Inn, looking around for Mauric. His white wings fluttering nervously
Mauric is just now exiting his room, looking fretful.
Nick lunges at him, hugging him tightly, his wings enveloping them both
Mauric looks shocked but the moment he recognizes Nick, he hugs him back as hard as he can.
Nicks breathing is ragged. "god oh god....why...this..."
Mauric leans back ever so slightly. “Nick… I’m gonna be fine. They won’t send me to jail. At most, they’d put me under house arrest. From what I’ve seen and been told, at least.”
Tears are streaming down his face. "Tell me it isn't true you helped a criminal..."
“I didn’t help Damian commit any crimes… I promise.” Mauric rests his head on Nick’s shoulder.
Nick is trembling violently. "okay..."
Mauric leans back and kisses him on the forehead.
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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.
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His own golden wings unfurl from behind Tyler's back "I don't know the exact room they are staying in, but I do know the building." He begins to fly, leading them.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Nick follows them, looking pissed. The more they fly the more the gold fades from his wings as they become a light feathery white
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
They land outside of a beautiful looking Inn, next to the gargantuan courthouse. He wipes the blood off of his brow "Here we go. Mauric and Damian are staying here."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Nick glares at them. "Remember what I said."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Nick walks into the Inn, looking around for Mauric. His white wings fluttering nervously
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Hey hey Sparrow! What can you tell me about the Valentine sisters?” He asks, running over to him.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Mauric is just now exiting his room, looking fretful.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He looks up from Shadow, adjusting hat to see them better "Demons, used to be human. My sisters are real trouble. What do ya want to know specific?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Nick luges at him, hugging him tightly, his wings enveloping them both
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He nods, "I will, I hope to feel only the wrath of one set of gods." He smiles just a little bit before flying off.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
“Oh they’re YOUR sisters? Huh. I wanted to know if they had any weaknesses ‘cause I got in a battle with them.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Mauric looks shocked but the moment he recognizes Nick, he hugs him back as hard as he can.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He chuckles, smiling at them "My name is Sparrow Valentine ain't it? They got more strengths than weaknesses, but they are much weaker when separated. Juli is a real danger with her sword, and the more durable of the two."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Nicks breathing is ragged. "god oh god....why...this..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Cool. I almost bit off her head.” He says casually.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Mauric leans back ever so slightly. “Nick… I’m gonna be fine. They won’t send me to jail. At most, they’d put me under house arrest. From what I’ve seen and been told, at least.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Tears are streaming down his face. "Tell me it isn't true you helped a criminal..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“I didn’t help Damian commit any crimes… I promise.” Mauric rests his head on Nick’s shoulder.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Nick is trembling violently. "okay..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Mauric leans back and kisses him on the forehead.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.