10-15-2018, 10:13 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-size: 9.4pt; line-height: 1.4;"]Gabriel would like to say the rumors about their benevolence were based in a bit of reality. They certainly had their fair share of the hot-tempered and smart-mouthed, but regardless of what Sunhaven was so set on believing, they didn't go about murdering people. The only reason the ones with a temper and smart-assery stood out so much in that argument was because they were a bit louder. Ren, for instance, he could remember being very accommodating- but Sunhaven didn't want to remember that, now did they? Everyone was so eager to pounce on the one less-than-pretty face of the overall shape and apply it to the rest. See, despite that awful night-raid, Gabe had to hold out on the hope that not everyone in Sunhaven was batshit insane. It was a better courtesy than Marina writing them all off as murderers.
But he hated thinking about it -as though he could stop, all things considered- so he did his best to roll with it. He wasn't certain how well he was doing that, since he felt like shit, looked like shit, and could use a century of sleep. Maybe two. Limping his ass around the territory wasn't energizing at all, but there were people to see and matters to take care of. Ren was already on the scene of a slightly bloodied snow leopard, and Gabe fixed his route to approach, albeit not as quickly as he wished he could. His body was wearing down on him, as was the rest of- everything. Considering his own trials recently, ones he was stupidly, stubbornly ignoring, he was surprised it wasn't worse.
"I'm Gabe. We've got someone who can help clean you up." Probably. He didn't know the state of their clerics at the moment. "Like your bracers." Gabriel smiled as best he could with his eyes, the same damn things that had been bleeding not a day ago. They looked...fine, surprisingly. Didn't feel that way, but it looked like she had enough to worry about that he could squirrel away his own problems.
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But he hated thinking about it -as though he could stop, all things considered- so he did his best to roll with it. He wasn't certain how well he was doing that, since he felt like shit, looked like shit, and could use a century of sleep. Maybe two. Limping his ass around the territory wasn't energizing at all, but there were people to see and matters to take care of. Ren was already on the scene of a slightly bloodied snow leopard, and Gabe fixed his route to approach, albeit not as quickly as he wished he could. His body was wearing down on him, as was the rest of- everything. Considering his own trials recently, ones he was stupidly, stubbornly ignoring, he was surprised it wasn't worse.
"I'm Gabe. We've got someone who can help clean you up." Probably. He didn't know the state of their clerics at the moment. "Like your bracers." Gabriel smiled as best he could with his eyes, the same damn things that had been bleeding not a day ago. They looked...fine, surprisingly. Didn't feel that way, but it looked like she had enough to worry about that he could squirrel away his own problems.
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I'M
[/td][td]FADING
[/td][td]FADING
[/td][td]MUCH TOO FAST
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