CRUEL FATES (open, joining)

[Luciferr]

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THE FUTURE IS NOT A RIVER TO CARRY US, IT IS THE OCEAN IN WHICH WE DROWN IF WE ARE NOT PREPARED

"Some might say talking to oneself is a clear sign of madness you know" a voice hums, before the speaker is visible, stepping from the undergrowth the hellfire-bled coloured hellion's gaze stares down at the leopard with some distaste curling at his lip - the scent she carries is familiar to an enemy and he has little time for them save that they end swiftly, though she gains minor points in that it is not a pittian stain on her - he has even less patience for slave masters.

but she has wrung the bell and thus she clearly wants something outside a straight fight perhaps and this is what stays his lethal approach for now, so he smooths away the distaste, Nyfyl is not shadowing him today, left his beast to sleep off the battle, so he is thankful he doesn't have an irate loyal follower to restrain "what brings you here?"

/eyo thea! c:

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TAGS - REF [5FT] - NIFYL [8FT] - SITH LORD - TYPHOON

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