believe in the immortal- caustic

[ASVINI]

Perhaps it was insanity that drove the child on. Five months old, and alone in the world. Recently, Ivan had taken upon himself to check in on her. But perhaps that was a problem- it wasn't his responsibility. It was nice, yes, but she didn't want him to over stress himself. That was why Asvini was out and about- her ribs were healing, the headache from her eyes disappearing, and slowly she was adjusting to the new light and sight gained by, well, four eyes.

She found herself in front of the mess hall for a long few minutes, her eyes scanning her surroundings. The recent events had slowly come to settle in her mind, her heart, and she was starting to persevere. Her eyes blinked, and her head turned a bit, hearing a bit of pawsteps nearby. A NPC, perhaps? She shrugged, returning to mindlessly thinking to herself, bitterly replaying the memories- waking up to empty beds, and depression settling over the town. Perhaps it was about time to start thinking about how to help. She turned to stand, just as the pawsteps grew close enough.

[member=10990]CAUSTIC.[/member]

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[glow=black,2,300]BREAK THE SILENCE; DAMN THE DARK[/glow]

[CAUSTIC.]

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DR. CAUSTIC

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Caustic is a known recluse- he mostly kept to himself and was found in few places. The Mess Hall, the Library, the swamps... he enjoyed his privacy. His stomach growled with the Hall in sight, and stopped, seeing one of the children.

He pauses, attempting to search for a name, but none came to mind. "Greetings," he nods, looking down at her, and tipping his head at her face. "Curious. What's your name? I am Dr. Caustic."

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