valravn [ return ]

[emil]

[align=center][div style="width: 600px; padding: 10px; height: auto; overflow: auto;"][div style="width: 550px; padding: 0px; line-height: 13px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt;"]Loverboy was not a believer in many things. Gods, deities, divine beings that some people sought out thinking they might make their life better. It was a nice sentiment, and he had grown up in a home with a mother that believed in higher forces; for a time, he too had taken up this belief, but as time went on such faded. It disappeared completely when his mother passed away. She was a good woman, hadn't done a single bad deed in all her life, and yet she was taken from him when he was so young and she had so much potential. Loverboy didn't want to believe in a god who took good people early.

Fate, destiny, coincidences, and things of that sort, he didn't see much appeal in. All things seemed good in theory, like love at first sight; oh, how the boy had always dreamed of falling in love, but whenever he found someone that caught his eye something seemed to happen. Perhaps he just had bad luck or brought bad luck to others. Black cats had a reputation for that, didn't they? Maybe being a big black cat just amplified it. Still, such things didn't matter. It wasn't fate that brought him to the border then, merely his own decision to go along walking.

He caught sight of Agathe and two others he didn't know, standing around and speaking. With piqued curiosity the panther approached. He paused beside the astral seraph and offered her a smile, then settled his attention on the one that didn't smell of the Ascendants. He'd barely caught their name as he had been wandering over. Myliu. It was certainly unique. He was quiet for a moment, before clearing his throat and offering a big smile to the apparent returning member. "Hey! Welcome back!" The boy said lightly. "I like your name. I'm Loverboy, or Lou, if you want. Does Myliu have a meaning?"

/ this is shit :pensive: