Phoenix takes his hand. "well you never know till you find out. Also, lets get your cleaned up. The blood on your face isn't attractive." Phoenix says, standing up and hauling jack up with him.
"Hmph." He says and pretends to be offended. He walks into his room and into the bathroom. He splashes water on his face, wiping the blood off. He then shaves a bit and slips into a black tank-top and blue jeans.
Phoenix is waiting in his room, looking over papers of tuxedos and wedding ideas.
Jack walks over and hooks his cheek over Phoenix's shoulder. "Mn. All of those are very basic." he said and chuckled.
*I Followed ur account! That drawing is amazing!*
Phoenix smirks. "Maybe I'll get you a wedding dress." he teases
*Imma try and take a good amount of photo's today of sketches i made in my sketch book and post em later. And thank you, i made that during a class.*
Jack punches him in the arm playfully. "Try that and i make to not even show up that day"
*Nice nice*
Phoenix lets out an offended gasp. "You wouldn't dare!"
*ANNNNNND NOW I'M GONNA CAUSE CHAOS. -evil laughter in PM land-*
"Try me mercenary" he says and smiles again. He walks over to his desk and sits down.
Phoenix frowns. "You know I dont really like you callin me that..."
"Then stop putting it in your mind that i would look good in a dress." He chirps and grins.
Phoenix sighs and nods. He then pulls out a cigarette and a lighter.
Jack raises an eyebrow and takes it from him. "If you need something to occupy that mouth of your's i can provide." Jack leans forward and kisses him.
Phoenix sets down the lighter and kisses him back.
Jack chuckles "Besides, i dont need you tasting like smoke or dying of cancer. That would make me sad."
Phoenix sighs. "Understood." Phoenix rubs his eyes, clearly exhausted.
"Do you need to sleep?" He askes and tilts his head, running a hand through Phoenix's hair.
Phoenix nods, leaning into jacks chest a little.
Jack picks him up and walks over to his bed. He lies Phoenix down and walks over to a window, opening it. The warm spring wind blows in, warming the room. Jack lies down next to Phoenix and smiles, holding his hand.
Phoenix blinks wearily and drops off to sleep quickly.
Soon, Jack falls asleep as well.
After a few hours phoenix wakes up, panicking.
Jack wakes up suddenly. He lays a hand on Phoenix's shoulder. "Hey.. Hey.. its ok."
Phoenix sits up, rubbing his eyes violently. His face is streaked with tears.
The door swings open with a loud thud that could wake even the deepest of sleepers. A woman, with short, boy-cut, dyed blonde hair opens the door. They wear simple leather armor that strains a bit to hold in toned muscles. Her skin is fair and pale. Her eyes are a dark brown, almost charcoal black color, and show a hint of superiority in them. A sword is strapped around their hip in a sheath while a sniper rifle is strapped around their shoulder. They wear two silver dog tags on a chain around their neck.
They stuff their hands in their pockets and walk over to the bar. The put two silver coins on the wood and narrow their eyes "Whiskey." they ask and sit down.
The door swings open with a loud thud that could wake even the deepest of sleepers. A woman, with short, boy-cut, dyed blonde hair opens the door. They wear simple leather armor that strains a bit to hold in toned muscles. Her skin is fair and pale. Her eyes are a dark brown, almost charcoal black color, and show a hint of superiority in them. A sword is strapped around their hip in a sheath while a sniper rifle is strapped around their shoulder. They wear two silver dog tags on a chain around their neck.
They stuff their hands in their pockets and walk over to the bar. The put two silver coins on the wood and narrow their eyes "Whiskey." they ask and sit down.
The door swings open with a loud thud that could wake even the deepest of sleepers. A woman, with short, boy-cut, dyed blonde hair opens the door. They wear simple leather armor that strains a bit to hold in toned muscles. Her skin is fair and pale. Her eyes are a dark brown, almost charcoal black color, and show a hint of superiority in them. A sword is strapped around their hip in a sheath while a sniper rifle is strapped around their shoulder. They wear two silver dog tags on a chain around their neck.
They stuff their hands in their pockets and walk over to the bar. The put two silver coins on the wood and narrow their eyes "Whiskey." they ask and sit down.
The new guy stares at her before pulling out a pack of wanted papers then begins sifting through them. He pulls one up and looks between the woman and the poster, "Naw, the eye's aren't right and this one has a neck scar..."
The door swings open with a loud thud that could wake even the deepest of sleepers. A woman, with short, boy-cut, dyed blonde hair opens the door. They wear simple leather armor that strains a bit to hold in toned muscles. Her skin is fair and pale. Her eyes are a dark brown, almost charcoal black color, and show a hint of superiority in them. A sword is strapped around their hip in a sheath while a sniper rifle is strapped around their shoulder. They wear two silver dog tags on a chain around their neck.
They stuff their hands in their pockets and walk over to the bar. The put two silver coins on the wood and narrow their eyes "Whiskey." they ask and sit down.
Phoenix takes his hand. "well you never know till you find out. Also, lets get your cleaned up. The blood on your face isn't attractive." Phoenix says, standing up and hauling jack up with him.
"Hmph." He says and pretends to be offended. He walks into his room and into the bathroom. He splashes water on his face, wiping the blood off. He then shaves a bit and slips into a black tank-top and blue jeans.
Phoenix is waiting in his room, looking over papers of tuxedos and wedding ideas.
Jack walks over and hooks his cheek over Phoenix's shoulder. "Mn. All of those are very basic." he said and chuckled.
*I Followed ur account! That drawing is amazing!*
Phoenix smirks. "Maybe I'll get you a wedding dress." he teases
*Imma try and take a good amount of photo's today of sketches i made in my sketch book and post em later. And thank you, i made that during a class.*
Jack punches him in the arm playfully. "Try that and i make to not even show up that day"
*Nice nice*
Phoenix lets out an offended gasp. "You wouldn't dare!"
*ANNNNNND NOW I'M GONNA CAUSE CHAOS. -evil laughter in PM land-*
"Try me mercenary" he says and smiles again. He walks over to his desk and sits down.
Phoenix frowns. "You know I dont really like you callin me that..."
"Then stop putting it in your mind that i would look good in a dress." He chirps and grins.
Phoenix sighs and nods. He then pulls out a cigarette and a lighter.
Jack raises an eyebrow and takes it from him. "If you need something to occupy that mouth of your's i can provide." Jack leans forward and kisses him.
Phoenix sets down the lighter and kisses him back.
Jack chuckles "Besides, i dont need you tasting like smoke or dying of cancer. That would make me sad."
Phoenix sighs. "Understood." Phoenix rubs his eyes, clearly exhausted.
"Do you need to sleep?" He askes and tilts his head, running a hand through Phoenix's hair.
Phoenix nods, leaning into jacks chest a little.
Jack picks him up and walks over to his bed. He lies Phoenix down and walks over to a window, opening it. The warm spring wind blows in, warming the room. Jack lies down next to Phoenix and smiles, holding his hand.
Phoenix blinks wearily and drops off to sleep quickly.
Soon, Jack falls asleep as well.
After a few hours phoenix wakes up, panicking.
Jack wakes up suddenly. He lays a hand on Phoenix's shoulder. "Hey.. Hey.. its ok."
Phoenix sits up, rubbing his eyes violently. His face is streaked with tears.
Jack pats his back "Whats wrong?" he askes and tilts his head, holding him.
The door swings open with a loud thud that could wake even the deepest of sleepers. A woman, with short, boy-cut, dyed blonde hair opens the door. They wear simple leather armor that strains a bit to hold in toned muscles. Her skin is fair and pale. Her eyes are a dark brown, almost charcoal black color, and show a hint of superiority in them. A sword is strapped around their hip in a sheath while a sniper rifle is strapped around their shoulder. They wear two silver dog tags on a chain around their neck.
They stuff their hands in their pockets and walk over to the bar. The put two silver coins on the wood and narrow their eyes "Whiskey." they ask and sit down.
The new guy stares at her before pulling out a pack of wanted papers then begins sifting through them. He pulls one up and looks between the woman and the poster, "Naw, the eye's aren't right and this one has a neck scar..."
The woman looks over and snorts.
"Don't snort at me missy. This here bounty is worth 1,000 gold, you know what I can do with that money?" He taps the paper
The door swings open with a loud thud that could wake even the deepest of sleepers. A woman, with short, boy-cut, dyed blonde hair opens the door. They wear simple leather armor that strains a bit to hold in toned muscles. Her skin is fair and pale. Her eyes are a dark brown, almost charcoal black color, and show a hint of superiority in them. A sword is strapped around their hip in a sheath while a sniper rifle is strapped around their shoulder. They wear two silver dog tags on a chain around their neck.
They stuff their hands in their pockets and walk over to the bar. The put two silver coins on the wood and narrow their eyes "Whiskey." they ask and sit down.
Phoenix takes his hand. "well you never know till you find out. Also, lets get your cleaned up. The blood on your face isn't attractive." Phoenix says, standing up and hauling jack up with him.
"Hmph." He says and pretends to be offended. He walks into his room and into the bathroom. He splashes water on his face, wiping the blood off. He then shaves a bit and slips into a black tank-top and blue jeans.
Phoenix is waiting in his room, looking over papers of tuxedos and wedding ideas.
Jack walks over and hooks his cheek over Phoenix's shoulder. "Mn. All of those are very basic." he said and chuckled.
*I Followed ur account! That drawing is amazing!*
Phoenix smirks. "Maybe I'll get you a wedding dress." he teases
*Imma try and take a good amount of photo's today of sketches i made in my sketch book and post em later. And thank you, i made that during a class.*
Jack punches him in the arm playfully. "Try that and i make to not even show up that day"
*Nice nice*
Phoenix lets out an offended gasp. "You wouldn't dare!"
*ANNNNNND NOW I'M GONNA CAUSE CHAOS. -evil laughter in PM land-*
"Try me mercenary" he says and smiles again. He walks over to his desk and sits down.
Phoenix frowns. "You know I dont really like you callin me that..."
"Then stop putting it in your mind that i would look good in a dress." He chirps and grins.
Phoenix sighs and nods. He then pulls out a cigarette and a lighter.
Jack raises an eyebrow and takes it from him. "If you need something to occupy that mouth of your's i can provide." Jack leans forward and kisses him.
Phoenix sets down the lighter and kisses him back.
Jack chuckles "Besides, i dont need you tasting like smoke or dying of cancer. That would make me sad."
Phoenix sighs. "Understood." Phoenix rubs his eyes, clearly exhausted.
"Do you need to sleep?" He askes and tilts his head, running a hand through Phoenix's hair.
Phoenix nods, leaning into jacks chest a little.
Jack picks him up and walks over to his bed. He lies Phoenix down and walks over to a window, opening it. The warm spring wind blows in, warming the room. Jack lies down next to Phoenix and smiles, holding his hand.
Phoenix blinks wearily and drops off to sleep quickly.
Soon, Jack falls asleep as well.
After a few hours phoenix wakes up, panicking.
Jack wakes up suddenly. He lays a hand on Phoenix's shoulder. "Hey.. Hey.. its ok."
Phoenix sits up, rubbing his eyes violently. His face is streaked with tears.
Jack pats his back "Whats wrong?" he askes and tilts his head, holding him.
The door swings open with a loud thud that could wake even the deepest of sleepers. A woman, with short, boy-cut, dyed blonde hair opens the door. They wear simple leather armor that strains a bit to hold in toned muscles. Her skin is fair and pale. Her eyes are a dark brown, almost charcoal black color, and show a hint of superiority in them. A sword is strapped around their hip in a sheath while a sniper rifle is strapped around their shoulder. They wear two silver dog tags on a chain around their neck.
They stuff their hands in their pockets and walk over to the bar. The put two silver coins on the wood and narrow their eyes "Whiskey." they ask and sit down.
The door swings open with a loud thud that could wake even the deepest of sleepers. A woman, with short, boy-cut, dyed blonde hair opens the door. They wear simple leather armor that strains a bit to hold in toned muscles. Her skin is fair and pale. Her eyes are a dark brown, almost charcoal black color, and show a hint of superiority in them. A sword is strapped around their hip in a sheath while a sniper rifle is strapped around their shoulder. They wear two silver dog tags on a chain around their neck.
They stuff their hands in their pockets and walk over to the bar. The put two silver coins on the wood and narrow their eyes "Whiskey." they ask and sit down.
The new guy stares at her before pulling out a pack of wanted papers then begins sifting through them. He pulls one up and looks between the woman and the poster, "Naw, the eye's aren't right and this one has a neck scar..."
The woman looks over and snorts.
"Don't snort at me missy. This here bounty is worth 1,000 gold, you know what I can do with that money?" He taps the paper
"Get better clothes? I dont know and dont care" she says.
The door swings open with a loud thud that could wake even the deepest of sleepers. A woman, with short, boy-cut, dyed blonde hair opens the door. They wear simple leather armor that strains a bit to hold in toned muscles. Her skin is fair and pale. Her eyes are a dark brown, almost charcoal black color, and show a hint of superiority in them. A sword is strapped around their hip in a sheath while a sniper rifle is strapped around their shoulder. They wear two silver dog tags on a chain around their neck.
They stuff their hands in their pockets and walk over to the bar. The put two silver coins on the wood and narrow their eyes "Whiskey." they ask and sit down.
The door swings open with a loud thud that could wake even the deepest of sleepers. A woman, with short, boy-cut, dyed blonde hair opens the door. They wear simple leather armor that strains a bit to hold in toned muscles. Her skin is fair and pale. Her eyes are a dark brown, almost charcoal black color, and show a hint of superiority in them. A sword is strapped around their hip in a sheath while a sniper rifle is strapped around their shoulder. They wear two silver dog tags on a chain around their neck.
They stuff their hands in their pockets and walk over to the bar. The put two silver coins on the wood and narrow their eyes "Whiskey." they ask and sit down.
The new guy stares at her before pulling out a pack of wanted papers then begins sifting through them. He pulls one up and looks between the woman and the poster, "Naw, the eye's aren't right and this one has a neck scar..."
The woman looks over and snorts.
"Don't snort at me missy. This here bounty is worth 1,000 gold, you know what I can do with that money?" He taps the paper
"Get better clothes? I dont know and dont care" she says.
"Fun. Another disrespectful passerby. At least the gravedigger earlier was nice. You know it's common courtesy to leave your weapons at the door."
Phoenix takes his hand. "well you never know till you find out. Also, lets get your cleaned up. The blood on your face isn't attractive." Phoenix says, standing up and hauling jack up with him.
"Hmph." He says and pretends to be offended. He walks into his room and into the bathroom. He splashes water on his face, wiping the blood off. He then shaves a bit and slips into a black tank-top and blue jeans.
Phoenix is waiting in his room, looking over papers of tuxedos and wedding ideas.
Jack walks over and hooks his cheek over Phoenix's shoulder. "Mn. All of those are very basic." he said and chuckled.
*I Followed ur account! That drawing is amazing!*
Phoenix smirks. "Maybe I'll get you a wedding dress." he teases
*Imma try and take a good amount of photo's today of sketches i made in my sketch book and post em later. And thank you, i made that during a class.*
Jack punches him in the arm playfully. "Try that and i make to not even show up that day"
*Nice nice*
Phoenix lets out an offended gasp. "You wouldn't dare!"
*ANNNNNND NOW I'M GONNA CAUSE CHAOS. -evil laughter in PM land-*
"Try me mercenary" he says and smiles again. He walks over to his desk and sits down.
Phoenix frowns. "You know I dont really like you callin me that..."
"Then stop putting it in your mind that i would look good in a dress." He chirps and grins.
Phoenix sighs and nods. He then pulls out a cigarette and a lighter.
Jack raises an eyebrow and takes it from him. "If you need something to occupy that mouth of your's i can provide." Jack leans forward and kisses him.
Phoenix sets down the lighter and kisses him back.
Jack chuckles "Besides, i dont need you tasting like smoke or dying of cancer. That would make me sad."
Phoenix sighs. "Understood." Phoenix rubs his eyes, clearly exhausted.
"Do you need to sleep?" He askes and tilts his head, running a hand through Phoenix's hair.
Phoenix nods, leaning into jacks chest a little.
Jack picks him up and walks over to his bed. He lies Phoenix down and walks over to a window, opening it. The warm spring wind blows in, warming the room. Jack lies down next to Phoenix and smiles, holding his hand.
Phoenix blinks wearily and drops off to sleep quickly.
Soon, Jack falls asleep as well.
After a few hours phoenix wakes up, panicking.
Jack wakes up suddenly. He lays a hand on Phoenix's shoulder. "Hey.. Hey.. its ok."
Phoenix sits up, rubbing his eyes violently. His face is streaked with tears.
Jack pats his back "Whats wrong?" he askes and tilts his head, holding him.
The door swings open with a loud thud that could wake even the deepest of sleepers. A woman, with short, boy-cut, dyed blonde hair opens the door. They wear simple leather armor that strains a bit to hold in toned muscles. Her skin is fair and pale. Her eyes are a dark brown, almost charcoal black color, and show a hint of superiority in them. A sword is strapped around their hip in a sheath while a sniper rifle is strapped around their shoulder. They wear two silver dog tags on a chain around their neck.
They stuff their hands in their pockets and walk over to the bar. The put two silver coins on the wood and narrow their eyes "Whiskey." they ask and sit down.
The door swings open with a loud thud that could wake even the deepest of sleepers. A woman, with short, boy-cut, dyed blonde hair opens the door. They wear simple leather armor that strains a bit to hold in toned muscles. Her skin is fair and pale. Her eyes are a dark brown, almost charcoal black color, and show a hint of superiority in them. A sword is strapped around their hip in a sheath while a sniper rifle is strapped around their shoulder. They wear two silver dog tags on a chain around their neck.
They stuff their hands in their pockets and walk over to the bar. The put two silver coins on the wood and narrow their eyes "Whiskey." they ask and sit down.
The new guy stares at her before pulling out a pack of wanted papers then begins sifting through them. He pulls one up and looks between the woman and the poster, "Naw, the eye's aren't right and this one has a neck scar..."
The woman looks over and snorts.
"Don't snort at me missy. This here bounty is worth 1,000 gold, you know what I can do with that money?" He taps the paper
"Get better clothes? I dont know and dont care" she says.
"Fun. Another disrespectful passerby. At least the gravedigger earlier was nice. You know it's common courtesy to leave your weapons at the door."
"I'll do it when im good and ready." She said and blinks.
The door swings open with a loud thud that could wake even the deepest of sleepers. A woman, with short, boy-cut, dyed blonde hair opens the door. They wear simple leather armor that strains a bit to hold in toned muscles. Her skin is fair and pale. Her eyes are a dark brown, almost charcoal black color, and show a hint of superiority in them. A sword is strapped around their hip in a sheath while a sniper rifle is strapped around their shoulder. They wear two silver dog tags on a chain around their neck.
They stuff their hands in their pockets and walk over to the bar. The put two silver coins on the wood and narrow their eyes "Whiskey." they ask and sit down.
Phoenix sits up, rubbing his eyes violently. His face is streaked with tears.
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The woman looks over. "Hello." she says, her voice low.
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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"Soldier eh?" Theren says, motioning to the dog tags.
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The woman looks over and snorts.
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
*Ah well. My pfp is what she looks like basically.*
The woman nods her head "Thanks."
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
Jack pats his back "Whats wrong?" he askes and tilts his head, holding him.
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
"Don't snort at me missy. This here bounty is worth 1,000 gold, you know what I can do with that money?" He taps the paper
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"Mn." She nods and knocks back the shot of whiskey "I served in the 31st infantry out on River's end."
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
"It's nothing Jack." Phoenix says with a sniffle.
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"River's end? Never heard of it." Theren says with a small smile
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"Get better clothes? I dont know and dont care" she says.
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
*very much so.*
"Work." She says and rests her head on her hand.
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
"Fun. Another disrespectful passerby. At least the gravedigger earlier was nice. You know it's common courtesy to leave your weapons at the door."
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"Your crying. Dont tell me its 'nothing'."
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
"Its nothing special." she said and tilted her head. Her voice and tone remained neutral.
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 don't want to talk about it Jackson." he snaps.
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"I'll do it when im good and ready." She said and blinks.
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
"Don't say stuff isn't special. Everything has a place in people hearts."
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Jack sighs and backs off, brushing his hair out of his eyes,
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