Slick walks past Neve, carting around a sword of his own, a Zweihander specifically.
"Never understood the purpose of those. The whole purpose of swords is less reach for more power and speed."
"Nice to know but I don't think anyone asked you." He stops and leans on the cart "The sword has both reach and power, if you want reach and speed take the spear, if you want pure speed take the short sword or dagger."
“I said less reach idiot.”
"Womp womp. I don't happen to care very much." He walks over.
The sword seems to be completely normal “I didn’t expect you to care.” They test the edge on their metal arm
"Then why say anything at all?" He carts his sword over.
“Because I can and I felt like it. Mind if I test this on you?”
"Nah, do what you want." Slick pulls out a few stickers "Let's see how it works."
“Kay. Gimme a minute or so.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
"Take your time." Slick grabs the stickers and puts them in his pocket.
A few minutes later the sword is done “Hold out your arm.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
“You’re cute when you’re tired, and I like to cuddle cute things, in this case, you” Michael kisses Rain’s cheek and catches the corner of his mouth
*rain is just too tired for this hah*
He sneezes. Obviously away from Michael’s face.
“Gesundheit”
He tries to get up, but his arms fail him.
Michael pulls Rain’s head to rest on his chest, + headpats
“This is kind of humiliating.”
“You’re just tired from your workout. You gotta give your body rest” Michael does the thing with his hands you know, like one of them scalp massagers
Rain manages to sit up. “You’re very handsy.”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
"Take your time." Slick grabs the stickers and puts them in his pocket.
A few minutes later the sword is done “Hold out your arm.”
He holds out his arm covered in the imbued stickers.
“Whats with the stickers?”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
"Take your time." Slick grabs the stickers and puts them in his pocket.
A few minutes later the sword is done “Hold out your arm.”
He holds out his arm covered in the imbued stickers.
“Whats with the stickers?”
"I'd rather not risk losing my arm. Cure wounds."
“Oh. Well it’s pointless anyways.” The draw a light cut into your arm
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
"Take your time." Slick grabs the stickers and puts them in his pocket.
A few minutes later the sword is done “Hold out your arm.”
He holds out his arm covered in the imbued stickers.
“Whats with the stickers?”
"I'd rather not risk losing my arm. Cure wounds."
“Oh. Well it’s pointless anyways.” The draw a light cut into your arm
A snake slithers from underneath his clothes and licks up the blood that falls down “Very well made.”
”A serpent is consuming your blood.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
"Take your time." Slick grabs the stickers and puts them in his pocket.
A few minutes later the sword is done “Hold out your arm.”
He holds out his arm covered in the imbued stickers.
“Whats with the stickers?”
"I'd rather not risk losing my arm. Cure wounds."
“Oh. Well it’s pointless anyways.” The draw a light cut into your arm
A snake slithers from underneath his clothes and licks up the blood that falls down “Very well made.”
”A serpent is consuming your blood.”
“A sea snake specifically. Her name is Juliette.”
“Of course it is.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
“Is that an issue somehow?” The snake slithers back once the wound is clean.
“I just said ‘of course it is’ is there somehow an issue with that?”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
“Is that an issue somehow?” The snake slithers back once the wound is clean.
“I just said ‘of course it is’ is there somehow an issue with that?”
“Nevermind. The sword is fine and well crafted.” He takes out some stickers and hands them to Neve.
“Again. What’s with the stickers?”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
“Kay. Gimme a minute or so.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Except, Prayer for loving sorrow
"Take your time." Slick grabs the stickers and puts them in his pocket.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
“You’re just tired from your workout. You gotta give your body rest” Michael does the thing with his hands you know, like one of them scalp massagers
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
A few minutes later the sword is done “Hold out your arm.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Except, Prayer for loving sorrow
He holds out his arm covered in the imbued stickers.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
Rain manages to sit up. “You’re very handsy.”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
*gtg*
Rain heads out:
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
“Whats with the stickers?”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Except, Prayer for loving sorrow
*dead pose*
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
"I'd rather not risk losing my arm. Cure wounds."
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
“Oh. Well it’s pointless anyways.” The draw a light cut into your arm
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Except, Prayer for loving sorrow
A snake slithers from underneath his clothes and licks up the blood that falls down “Very well made.”
”A serpent is consuming your blood.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Except, Prayer for loving sorrow
“A sea snake specifically. Her name is Juliette.”
“Of course it is.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Except, Prayer for loving sorrow
“Is that an issue somehow?” The snake slithers back once the wound is clean.
“I just said ‘of course it is’ is there somehow an issue with that?”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Except, Prayer for loving sorrow
“Nevermind. The sword is fine and well crafted.” He takes out some stickers and hands them to Neve.
“Again. What’s with the stickers?”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Except, Prayer for loving sorrow
“Ask for a spell and if I cast it I’ll enchant the stickers with it. About 8 free casts without a single spell wasted.”