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    Fantasy Restless Nights & Sweet Dreams (TragicTrees & TrashNyann)

    "...I'm not so sure about that myself, actually..." Zel trailed off softly, now eyeing the human with a concerned look--not that Charlie could see it anyway, but still. "This is my first time doing anything like this...but we can always test that theory-- I mean, if you'd like to that is.."...
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    Fantasy Restless Nights & Sweet Dreams (TragicTrees & TrashNyann)

    They were really having a conversation. Zelophehad took everything in with bated breath- the fact that he was talking to Charlie, Charlie is talking back to him, admittedly a bit skeptical but- he'll take what he can get. He was glad to be covered by shadows, as to not scare the boy with his...
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    Fantasy Restless Nights & Sweet Dreams (TragicTrees & TrashNyann)

    What the fuck was going on? Zel really had no idea how to answer that. His sudden lapse of judgment was unexplainable, and now here he was, lost for words. "I...uh..." He started, only to pause and ponder once more. He could tell the truth, or he could not. From the looks of it, Charlie was...
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    Fantasy Restless Nights & Sweet Dreams (TragicTrees & TrashNyann)

    Watching others, or rather- watching humans, was a pleasant past-time for Zelophehad. It was just something he found himself doing as of late, and it's turning into a strange addiction. At first, he was just content with watching from afar, but over time, it wasn't enough. He had to get even...
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    Realistic or Modern Welcome to Whitefall!

    Dmitri didn't notice the girl until one of his friends tapped him on the should to let him know. He turned to find Olivia calling him over, so with a smile he did so. "Heya, what's up??" He asked happily. While he didn't know the girl personally, he's seen her around enough to call her a friend...
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    Fantasy Of Cults and Road Trips (Private)

    Blodwein's momentary joy in wearing Aremir's cloak was quickly diminished by his serious lecture, her breathe quickening at the mention of drawing blood and having to hurt and...possibly kill another person. How could she be so foolish to think that a sword was simply just a means of protection...
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    Fantasy Of Cults and Road Trips (Private)

    Blodwein tilted her head with amusement, laughing gently as she slotted herself onto his wide back. "I am already quite dirty as is, you know.. I should change my name to Ashlyn with just how much soot is covering me!" Making herself comfortable, she held on tightly as the ranger slogged through...
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    Fantasy Of Cults and Road Trips (Private)

    Blodwein laid there a few moments, not even flinching as Aremir called out to her. It truly seemed like she had met her end, until weak coughs left her lips and she curled into a ball on the cave floor. Exhausted and dizzy, she wasted nothing more then to fall asleep on the dirt again, but she...
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    Fantasy Of Cults and Road Trips (Private)

    "The only issue I'm seeing is that...I'd have to get close to the demon's sludge again.. pretty much as close as I was before" She bit her lower lip, seriously contemplating the idea. If this was their only way to escape, she really didn't have a choice, in her eyes. She had faith, and that in...
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    Fantasy Of Cults and Road Trips (Private)

    The demon trickery!! She should have known, being the one that was so fearful of the aspect in the first place. So many unfortunate events happened one by one, she had been so caught being...well, literally caught up in the moment, she didn't think as to why it was happening. Not that she could...
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    Fantasy Of Cults and Road Trips (Private)

    Blodwein clung to Aremir tightly, putting most of her weight on him as she let out harsh pants. Her legs were cut up from her mid-thigh down, but it wasn't as bad as her arm was before. However, she couldn't say the same for the state of her pants, multiple tears scattered upon them...
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    Fantasy Of Cults and Road Trips (Private)

    The sudden sound of his loud voice, echoing off the walls of the cave, made Blodwein jolt straight up. With wide eyes, she stared at Aremir, confused and heart pounding wildly. "Wh-what's going on..??" She wheezed, her legs shaking as she quickly gathered her things. "A-are we in danger again?"...
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    Realistic or Modern Welcome to Whitefall!

    The first day of school was an exciting event for Dmitri. Seeing all his close friends again after so long, and finding the chance to make new ones, he could do nothing more then grin at the thought. He didn't bring much with him other then his textbooks and some folders, knowing he could get...
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    Fantasy Of Cults and Road Trips (Private)

    Blodwein's only acknowledgement to Aremir's activities was a gentle hum, making sure to keep her arm limp for easier wrapping. While he was finishing up, she lightly trailed her fingertips over the skin of his arm, hand going underneath his sleeve. She liked touching him- liked knowing he was...
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    Fantasy Of Cults and Road Trips (Private)

    Blodwein's mind was elsewhere as she sat by the fire, her tired eyes staring dully at the wild flickering of the flames. She only vaguely noticed her bodyguard standing in front of an alter with patterns craved into the wall behind it. While she figured he might've believed in other gods then...
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    Fantasy Of Cults and Road Trips (Private)

    Quickly pulling her arm out of his grasp, Blodwein's pink eyes sharpened into a glare. "What good to me is a heavily injured, bloodied bodyguard, hmm?? It's my healing salve, as you say, so let me do what I want with it!" She snapped, just as intensely as he's spoken to her mere minutes ago. Her...
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    Fantasy Of Cults and Road Trips (Private)

    Pure relief. So much overwhelming relief flooded through Blodwein, she doubled over and let out one loud sob after the other; her now dirtied blonde hair spread out against the dirt as she pressed her face against it. Her left sleeve was torn clean off I'm okay.. It's probably not as bad as it...
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    Fantasy Of Cults and Road Trips (Private)

    She couldn't even process what happened next. One moment, she was running; the next, she was flying, and she had every right to believed she'd died. Her body slamming against the rough, rocky ground proved otherwise. Dizzy and out of sorts, Blodwein forced herself sit up, her chest heaving as...
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    Fantasy Of Cults and Road Trips (Private)

    Blodwein let out a pleased hum, glad to know they'll be sheltered soon enough. The sound of the river below was rather loud, even from where they were standing, but it only made her all the more eager to cross the stony overpass. "Don't just stand there then, let's be going..!" She laughed...
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    Fantasy Of Cults and Road Trips (Private)

    Quickly following Aremir, Blodwein stayed awfully close by his side. While she did have to trot a bit just to keep up, she didn't mind it, as the feeling of unease never truly left her, and she felt saver being nearer to him. Thinking back to the ancient runes, she surely hoped they didn't...
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