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[COLOR=#7C0A02]YOU KNOW THAT YOU'RE TOXIC!

There's the faint smell of smoke on the border. Sanyi himself sits on the border, taking a long drag of a cigarette whilst he waits for someone to arrive and find him. Manners maketh man as it were, so simply trespassing would undermine his first impression and goddess, undermining his first impression would be shooting himself in the foot. He prided him on his image, and why should he not? It made it so much easier for people to like you, and if people liked you well...

Trust was something that could be used against someone. In the right hands, it can be held against someone better than any sort of threat or danger ever could. When he worked Renard, when they all worked for the bitch, he was always puzzled about her insistence on using her power to force people. They differed in their approach to it, Renard with her carefully veiled threats and leverage - she could find dirt on a saint if she needed. She always knew what it took to make them crack, knowing the pressure point and where to twist the knife.

Sanyi would rather earn someone's trust, because it was far easier to convince someone to do something if they trusted the individual asking them. Besides, he didn't have the criminal network at his back like Renard did, and he was loathed to admit that he didn't have a knack for that kind of thing regardless. Perhaps that was why he hated Renard, or the fact that she thought that she could take his lover from him and that she could have his sister as her little plaything.

He'd ended up losing both in the end regardless. Anima was a stubborn girl and she always had been - didn't know when to just give up and die. Cailan had betrayed him, taking Anima's side as if she was right, as if they weren't all fucked over by Etro and expected to simply carry out the sentence of her "blessing". He was the Goddess' Seer - her little doomed prophet destined to die over and over until there was nothing left of him and he accepted his fate.

He would not accept his fate however, and the trio fell apart just like that.

Does that matter now? Yes - it does. Sanyi sits on the border, rolling around the thoughts in his head as the smoke slowly drifts up from his paws. Sunhaven - the name seems ironic to him. He was the "Dawnbringer" once, furious and imbued with the power of fire and the holy light of Alexander. Both of his guardians had died with the Goddess, so now he was a simple cursed prophet.

Goddess be damned - he'd tear apart every deity he ever came into contact with given half a chance.

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