Anasta is currently staring down 173, her pistol in her hands as she tries to inch closer to get a sample of its cement-based skin.
Jed is watching over Ryan most likely... that or he is trying to find every nook and crevice that 035 might be hiding in.
035 has stolen a hazmat suit and is now walking amongst guards, blending in.
Thomas walks in. "Why?"
Ryan groans in pain
"Because" she said with a grin "Now im trying not to have my neck broken.."
Jed smiles "Morning buddy"
"Alright. Blink. Ill watch it."
"mornin..."
She does so before getting closer and scaping off what looks like dust into a vial before quickly backing up "You blink."
"How are you feeling?" He askes and sits down across from him.
He blinks. "Alright back away now."
"hurts...."
"Three steps ahead of you" she says and smiles
"On a scale from one to ten?"
He starts to back away.
"9.."
"Im at the entrance panel, back away another..." She counts his steps "5 steps then ill close it."
"Is there anything i can do to help?"
He backs away 5 steps, stumbling on the last one
"morphine...."
She quickly pulls him backwards and shuts it just in time. She sighs, leaning against the wall. "Why is 173 always the worst to deal with even though its so easy?"
He nods and gets up and walks out of Ryan's cell before coming back with a small vile and needle. He gently injects it into Ryan's arm.
Anasta is currently staring down 173, her pistol in her hands as she tries to inch closer to get a sample of its cement-based skin.
Jed is watching over Ryan most likely... that or he is trying to find every nook and crevice that 035 might be hiding in.
035 has stolen a hazmat suit and is now walking amongst guards, blending in.
Thomas walks in. "Why?"
Ryan groans in pain
"Because" she said with a grin "Now im trying not to have my neck broken.."
Jed smiles "Morning buddy"
"Alright. Blink. Ill watch it."
"mornin..."
She does so before getting closer and scaping off what looks like dust into a vial before quickly backing up "You blink."
"How are you feeling?" He askes and sits down across from him.
He blinks. "Alright back away now."
"hurts...."
"Three steps ahead of you" she says and smiles
"On a scale from one to ten?"
He starts to back away.
"9.."
"Im at the entrance panel, back away another..." She counts his steps "5 steps then ill close it."
"Is there anything i can do to help?"
He backs away 5 steps, stumbling on the last one
"morphine...."
She quickly pulls him backwards and shuts it just in time. She sighs, leaning against the wall. "Why is 173 always the worst to deal with even though its so easy?"
He nods and gets up and walks out of Ryan's cell before coming back with a small vile and needle. He gently injects it into Ryan's arm.
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
Anasta is currently staring down 173, her pistol in her hands as she tries to inch closer to get a sample of its cement-based skin.
Jed is watching over Ryan most likely... that or he is trying to find every nook and crevice that 035 might be hiding in.
035 has stolen a hazmat suit and is now walking amongst guards, blending in.
Thomas walks in. "Why?"
Ryan groans in pain
"Because" she said with a grin "Now im trying not to have my neck broken.."
Jed smiles "Morning buddy"
"Alright. Blink. Ill watch it."
"mornin..."
She does so before getting closer and scaping off what looks like dust into a vial before quickly backing up "You blink."
"How are you feeling?" He askes and sits down across from him.
He blinks. "Alright back away now."
"hurts...."
"Three steps ahead of you" she says and smiles
"On a scale from one to ten?"
He starts to back away.
"9.."
"Im at the entrance panel, back away another..." She counts his steps "5 steps then ill close it."
"Is there anything i can do to help?"
He backs away 5 steps, stumbling on the last one
"morphine...."
She quickly pulls him backwards and shuts it just in time. She sighs, leaning against the wall. "Why is 173 always the worst to deal with even though its so easy?"
He nods and gets up and walks out of Ryan's cell before coming back with a small vile and needle. He gently injects it into Ryan's arm.
"cause you have to time it."
he sighs in relief.
"You staggered backwards there and i panicked" she said and laughed.
"That better?" he asked and tilted his head, his mirror goggles reflecting Ryan.
Anasta is currently staring down 173, her pistol in her hands as she tries to inch closer to get a sample of its cement-based skin.
Jed is watching over Ryan most likely... that or he is trying to find every nook and crevice that 035 might be hiding in.
035 has stolen a hazmat suit and is now walking amongst guards, blending in.
Thomas walks in. "Why?"
Ryan groans in pain
"Because" she said with a grin "Now im trying not to have my neck broken.."
Jed smiles "Morning buddy"
"Alright. Blink. Ill watch it."
"mornin..."
She does so before getting closer and scaping off what looks like dust into a vial before quickly backing up "You blink."
"How are you feeling?" He askes and sits down across from him.
He blinks. "Alright back away now."
"hurts...."
"Three steps ahead of you" she says and smiles
"On a scale from one to ten?"
He starts to back away.
"9.."
"Im at the entrance panel, back away another..." She counts his steps "5 steps then ill close it."
"Is there anything i can do to help?"
He backs away 5 steps, stumbling on the last one
"morphine...."
She quickly pulls him backwards and shuts it just in time. She sighs, leaning against the wall. "Why is 173 always the worst to deal with even though its so easy?"
He nods and gets up and walks out of Ryan's cell before coming back with a small vile and needle. He gently injects it into Ryan's arm.
"cause you have to time it."
he sighs in relief.
"You staggered backwards there and i panicked" she said and laughed.
"That better?" he asked and tilted his head, his mirror goggles reflecting Ryan.
Anasta is currently staring down 173, her pistol in her hands as she tries to inch closer to get a sample of its cement-based skin.
Jed is watching over Ryan most likely... that or he is trying to find every nook and crevice that 035 might be hiding in.
035 has stolen a hazmat suit and is now walking amongst guards, blending in.
Thomas walks in. "Why?"
Ryan groans in pain
"Because" she said with a grin "Now im trying not to have my neck broken.."
Jed smiles "Morning buddy"
"Alright. Blink. Ill watch it."
"mornin..."
She does so before getting closer and scaping off what looks like dust into a vial before quickly backing up "You blink."
"How are you feeling?" He askes and sits down across from him.
He blinks. "Alright back away now."
"hurts...."
"Three steps ahead of you" she says and smiles
"On a scale from one to ten?"
He starts to back away.
"9.."
"Im at the entrance panel, back away another..." She counts his steps "5 steps then ill close it."
"Is there anything i can do to help?"
He backs away 5 steps, stumbling on the last one
"morphine...."
She quickly pulls him backwards and shuts it just in time. She sighs, leaning against the wall. "Why is 173 always the worst to deal with even though its so easy?"
He nods and gets up and walks out of Ryan's cell before coming back with a small vile and needle. He gently injects it into Ryan's arm.
"cause you have to time it."
he sighs in relief.
"You staggered backwards there and i panicked" she said and laughed.
"That better?" he asked and tilted his head, his mirror goggles reflecting Ryan.
"its my new foot."
he nods
"Hey. If i loose an arm and i can still function. You can too. I believe in you" she chirps.
Anasta is currently staring down 173, her pistol in her hands as she tries to inch closer to get a sample of its cement-based skin.
Jed is watching over Ryan most likely... that or he is trying to find every nook and crevice that 035 might be hiding in.
035 has stolen a hazmat suit and is now walking amongst guards, blending in.
Thomas walks in. "Why?"
Ryan groans in pain
"Because" she said with a grin "Now im trying not to have my neck broken.."
Jed smiles "Morning buddy"
"Alright. Blink. Ill watch it."
"mornin..."
She does so before getting closer and scaping off what looks like dust into a vial before quickly backing up "You blink."
"How are you feeling?" He askes and sits down across from him.
He blinks. "Alright back away now."
"hurts...."
"Three steps ahead of you" she says and smiles
"On a scale from one to ten?"
He starts to back away.
"9.."
"Im at the entrance panel, back away another..." She counts his steps "5 steps then ill close it."
"Is there anything i can do to help?"
He backs away 5 steps, stumbling on the last one
"morphine...."
She quickly pulls him backwards and shuts it just in time. She sighs, leaning against the wall. "Why is 173 always the worst to deal with even though its so easy?"
He nods and gets up and walks out of Ryan's cell before coming back with a small vile and needle. He gently injects it into Ryan's arm.
"cause you have to time it."
he sighs in relief.
"You staggered backwards there and i panicked" she said and laughed.
"That better?" he asked and tilted his head, his mirror goggles reflecting Ryan.
"its my new foot."
he nods
"Hey. If i loose an arm and i can still function. You can too. I believe in you" she chirps.
Archon appears to be.. hibernating? Sleeping isn’t the right word to describe it.
Kai is checking up on all the lower class SCPs and their containment cells.
Nox is noting this behavior
It isn’t breathing- its form is deathly still.
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Anasta is currently staring down 173, her pistol in her hands as she tries to inch closer to get a sample of its cement-based skin.
Jed is watching over Ryan most likely... that or he is trying to find every nook and crevice that 035 might be hiding in.
035 has stolen a hazmat suit and is now walking amongst guards, blending in.
Thomas walks in. "Why?"
Ryan groans in pain
"Because" she said with a grin "Now im trying not to have my neck broken.."
Jed smiles "Morning buddy"
"Alright. Blink. Ill watch it."
"mornin..."
She does so before getting closer and scaping off what looks like dust into a vial before quickly backing up "You blink."
"How are you feeling?" He askes and sits down across from him.
He blinks. "Alright back away now."
"hurts...."
"Three steps ahead of you" she says and smiles
"On a scale from one to ten?"
He starts to back away.
"9.."
"Im at the entrance panel, back away another..." She counts his steps "5 steps then ill close it."
"Is there anything i can do to help?"
He backs away 5 steps, stumbling on the last one
"morphine...."
She quickly pulls him backwards and shuts it just in time. She sighs, leaning against the wall. "Why is 173 always the worst to deal with even though its so easy?"
He nods and gets up and walks out of Ryan's cell before coming back with a small vile and needle. He gently injects it into Ryan's arm.
"cause you have to time it."
he sighs in relief.
"You staggered backwards there and i panicked" she said and laughed.
"That better?" he asked and tilted his head, his mirror goggles reflecting Ryan.
"its my new foot."
he nods
"Hey. If i loose an arm and i can still function. You can too. I believe in you" she chirps.
"Thats good" He said and chuckled
"Thanks..."
he nods. "Why do you wear those goggles?"
"Your most welcome." She said and sat down beside him "So feel like threatening Nox with me?"
"Hm? Oh.. Foundation told me I should. I have an issue with my eyes that is kinda weird.."
Anasta is currently staring down 173, her pistol in her hands as she tries to inch closer to get a sample of its cement-based skin.
Jed is watching over Ryan most likely... that or he is trying to find every nook and crevice that 035 might be hiding in.
035 has stolen a hazmat suit and is now walking amongst guards, blending in.
Thomas walks in. "Why?"
Ryan groans in pain
"Because" she said with a grin "Now im trying not to have my neck broken.."
Jed smiles "Morning buddy"
"Alright. Blink. Ill watch it."
"mornin..."
She does so before getting closer and scaping off what looks like dust into a vial before quickly backing up "You blink."
"How are you feeling?" He askes and sits down across from him.
He blinks. "Alright back away now."
"hurts...."
"Three steps ahead of you" she says and smiles
"On a scale from one to ten?"
He starts to back away.
"9.."
"Im at the entrance panel, back away another..." She counts his steps "5 steps then ill close it."
"Is there anything i can do to help?"
He backs away 5 steps, stumbling on the last one
"morphine...."
She quickly pulls him backwards and shuts it just in time. She sighs, leaning against the wall. "Why is 173 always the worst to deal with even though its so easy?"
He nods and gets up and walks out of Ryan's cell before coming back with a small vile and needle. He gently injects it into Ryan's arm.
"cause you have to time it."
he sighs in relief.
"You staggered backwards there and i panicked" she said and laughed.
"That better?" he asked and tilted his head, his mirror goggles reflecting Ryan.
"its my new foot."
he nods
"Hey. If i loose an arm and i can still function. You can too. I believe in you" she chirps.
"Thats good" He said and chuckled
"Thanks..."
he nods. "Why do you wear those goggles?"
"Your most welcome." She said and sat down beside him "So feel like threatening Nox with me?"
"Hm? Oh.. Foundation told me I should. I have an issue with my eyes that is kinda weird.."
Anasta is currently staring down 173, her pistol in her hands as she tries to inch closer to get a sample of its cement-based skin.
Jed is watching over Ryan most likely... that or he is trying to find every nook and crevice that 035 might be hiding in.
035 has stolen a hazmat suit and is now walking amongst guards, blending in.
Thomas walks in. "Why?"
Ryan groans in pain
"Because" she said with a grin "Now im trying not to have my neck broken.."
Jed smiles "Morning buddy"
"Alright. Blink. Ill watch it."
"mornin..."
She does so before getting closer and scaping off what looks like dust into a vial before quickly backing up "You blink."
"How are you feeling?" He askes and sits down across from him.
He blinks. "Alright back away now."
"hurts...."
"Three steps ahead of you" she says and smiles
"On a scale from one to ten?"
He starts to back away.
"9.."
"Im at the entrance panel, back away another..." She counts his steps "5 steps then ill close it."
"Is there anything i can do to help?"
He backs away 5 steps, stumbling on the last one
"morphine...."
She quickly pulls him backwards and shuts it just in time. She sighs, leaning against the wall. "Why is 173 always the worst to deal with even though its so easy?"
He nods and gets up and walks out of Ryan's cell before coming back with a small vile and needle. He gently injects it into Ryan's arm.
"cause you have to time it."
he sighs in relief.
"You staggered backwards there and i panicked" she said and laughed.
"That better?" he asked and tilted his head, his mirror goggles reflecting Ryan.
"its my new foot."
he nods
"Hey. If i loose an arm and i can still function. You can too. I believe in you" she chirps.
"Thats good" He said and chuckled
"Thanks..."
he nods. "Why do you wear those goggles?"
"Your most welcome." She said and sat down beside him "So feel like threatening Nox with me?"
"Hm? Oh.. Foundation told me I should. I have an issue with my eyes that is kinda weird.."
He nods.
"Can i see?"
"Foundation wont miss him." She said and smirked, thinking of how to dispose of Nox "The only one that will miss him is Archon.."
"Umm.. sure." He said slowly before raising the goggles. Its not that his eyes are scary but rather he has a lack of eyes. There is only smooth skin where they should be.
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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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"Im at the entrance panel, back away another..." She counts his steps "5 steps then ill close it."
"Is there anything i can do to help?"
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
He backs away 5 steps, stumbling on the last one
"morphine...."
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She quickly pulls him backwards and shuts it just in time. She sighs, leaning against the wall. "Why is 173 always the worst to deal with even though its so easy?"
He nods and gets up and walks out of Ryan's cell before coming back with a small vile and needle. He gently injects it into Ryan's arm.
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
"cause you have to time it."
he sighs in relief.
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
(books are great)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
"You staggered backwards there and i panicked" she said and laughed.
"That better?" he asked and tilted his head, his mirror goggles reflecting Ryan.
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 my new foot."
he nods
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*Im going to steal this entire library tbh*
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
"Hey. If i loose an arm and i can still function. You can too. I believe in you" she chirps.
"Thats good" He said and chuckled
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
"Thanks..."
he nods. "Why do you wear those goggles?"
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It isn’t breathing- its form is deathly still.
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"Your most welcome." She said and sat down beside him "So feel like threatening Nox with me?"
"Hm? Oh.. Foundation told me I should. I have an issue with my eyes that is kinda weird.."
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
"fascinating."
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He nods.
"Can i see?"
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"Foundation wont miss him." She said and smirked, thinking of how to dispose of Nox "The only one that will miss him is Archon.."
"Umm.. sure." He said slowly before raising the goggles. Its not that his eyes are scary but rather he has a lack of eyes. There is only smooth skin where they should be.
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