03-29-2021, 03:00 AM
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「 NOW THESE DAYS ARE GONE, I'M NOT SO SELF ASSURED 」
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BIOGRAPHY —–—
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TOYHOUSE —–-—
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SOOTHSAYER –-—
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TYPHOON —–-—
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Roan had known that Alexandre was missing. However, he had known more through Diya's constant worrying, rather than any real thoughts of his own. He tried to keep a fair distance between himself and his younger siblings, mainly for his own mental health. The last time he had allowed himself to get close to a sibling was... Jaime, and look how that had turned out. So instead, he held them at arm's length, looking them mainly as other Typhooners, rather than true family. Alexandre was no exception, with the soothsayer's only real memory of him lecturing the other on how dangerous veganism would be for him. It seemed as though he had been right, although not for the reasons he had thought. He supposed it made sense that the other would want a taste of something more... forbidden. After all, Roxanne was a cannibal, and Diya was a vampire. It was a pair made for unfortunate diet choices.
There was no need for Vayne to come and get him, considering it wasn't long before the medic came padding over anyways. As he looked Alexandre over, he found his nose wrinkling in slight disgust. Not at the feline himself, but more at the blood that covered him, along with the unpleasant scent of rotted flesh. He muttered to Vayne, shaking his head from side to side, "I'm afraid there's not much I can do for him. His main issues are starvation, and dehydration. He could use some water, and food... and a bath. There's no use trying to patch up any potential wounds when they could just become infected." With that, he turned and briefly headed off, returning later with a small bowl of water, and a plump rabbit. Although, he was doubtful that the rabbit would be accepted – or even both things, really. Still, he shoved both towards Alexandre, muttering firmly, "Eat. Drink. You'll wither away into nothingness if you just sit here." It was blunt, but that was how the soothsayer usually was, to be fair. Besides, Roxie and Diya were already here for the emotional support part of things.[/td][/tr][/table]
There was no need for Vayne to come and get him, considering it wasn't long before the medic came padding over anyways. As he looked Alexandre over, he found his nose wrinkling in slight disgust. Not at the feline himself, but more at the blood that covered him, along with the unpleasant scent of rotted flesh. He muttered to Vayne, shaking his head from side to side, "I'm afraid there's not much I can do for him. His main issues are starvation, and dehydration. He could use some water, and food... and a bath. There's no use trying to patch up any potential wounds when they could just become infected." With that, he turned and briefly headed off, returning later with a small bowl of water, and a plump rabbit. Although, he was doubtful that the rabbit would be accepted – or even both things, really. Still, he shoved both towards Alexandre, muttering firmly, "Eat. Drink. You'll wither away into nothingness if you just sit here." It was blunt, but that was how the soothsayer usually was, to be fair. Besides, Roxie and Diya were already here for the emotional support part of things.[/td][/tr][/table]
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