brush off the dirt and let my change of heart occur / roseblood capture

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[color=#151B54]JERISIDIE
" i am the god-damn king !! "

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he wouldn't lie, the attack had come completely as a surprise. the gut-twisting stench of the pitt hadn't escaped the former member. throughout all of his years, this had been far from the worst attack he had suffered.

coming around after having a bundle of herbs shoved into his mouth, the emotionless and recently turned vampire groggily shaking his head. "...herbs, really? to think ..." his voice was rough and hard, filled with time and scars that would never heal.

he was content to sit up, shaking himself while caught, his prosthetic leg dropping a few new blooms in regards to the magick or element of the fellow creature. a tired golden eye looked out from the skull mask that covered the entirety of his face, hiding the most vulnerable of his scars.

"been a while since I've been in this hellhole. thought stryker would've told his minions to kill me on sight after tsuyu and i escaped. brings back memories, really." the hellhound murmured, pointedly ignoring carmen. he didn't recognize either of the two femmes, but that didn't really bother him all that much. what would bother him, was if the blood soaked criminals themselves came to play.

watching briar work, he gave a hum of amusement, "looking to make me pretty, love? ain't nothing can fix this old body. you'd be further in making me look pretty if you could see my damned wings." there was a hint of tired laughter in his voice. the lack of his wings had been a deep annoyance to the hellhound, former human and formerly before his most recent birth, a former god. oh, he probably still was, but being unableto use his wings just simply meant he was a little bit behind on the list of important things for fate to handle.