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𝑺𝒂𝒍𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝑪𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒅.
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⌜ тнe вαѕтαrd нeιr ⌟⠀- “ᴴᵉ ʷᶤˢʰᵉˢ ʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ᶜᵒᶰᵗʳᵒˡ ʰᶤˢ ᵈᵉᵐᵒᶰˢ ᶤᶰˢᵗᵉᵃᵈ ᵒᶠ ʰᵃᵛᶤᶰᵍ ʰᶤˢ ᵈᵉᵐᵒᶰˢ ᶜᵒᶰᵗʳᵒˡ ʰᶤᵐˑ”⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
ᴏ̶ɴ̶ ̶ᴛ̶ʜ̶ᴇ̶ ̶ʜ̶ᴜ̶ɴ̶ᴛ̶. Katılım Mayıs 2015
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𝑺𝒂𝒍𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝑪𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒅. retweetledi
‹ come to pass or not, is entirely unknown, but for Lark, he hopes it shall be so.
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‹ appears. Their mission, down to the very reasoning behind what sparked this vengeance, is eerily similar, ‶I know the struggles, in seeking vengeance for another. I only hope, you will be able to achieve your goal and find peace, no matter the outcome.ʺ
Whether such will ›
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Mulling over her words, as he'd lightly fiddle with the plastic utensil and pondering over how to properly respond. Given the chosen mission, is most likely a one way trip home, her acceptance and more relaxed demeanour makes sense, especially since he is, quite frankly, ›
⚘.⋆ 𝕷𝖆𝖗𝖐 ˚࿔@HAGB0RNE
“ i do not expect to survive it, what i plan to do. ” there is no sadness in her admission, simply acceptance. she has thought about this many times. she has nothing left to lose ... save for her own life. “ it is a great crime, in my realm. ” »
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𝑺𝒂𝒍𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝑪𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒅. retweetledi
‹ stew, a faint smile touches at his lips. It's interesting, to see others survival instincts and resourcefulness, despite all manner of odds, stacked against them.
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‹ he'll be unable to join her. Part of him wants to know, especially what might become of her, ‶One or two people, maybe at a push. Beyond that? I fear no would notice, if I simply vanished.ʺ
Taking the chipped bowl, with a thankful nod and glancing down, to the prepared ›
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‶Do you foresee a definitive, less pleasant end or do you simply wish to never return, to the mortal realm?ʺ Sal asks, never pressuring or pushing for a specific answer, no. The mutant finds himself curious, especially to this mission and where it shall take Lark, even if ›
⚘.⋆ 𝕷𝖆𝖗𝖐 ˚࿔@HAGB0RNE
“ i do not wish to drag anyone else into my problems. the path i am on, i do not intend to return from. ” a thin shoulder rises in a shrug and she fishes out two mismatched bowls. antique pottery, chipped in places — clearly scavenged. accompanied by plastic utensils. »
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‹ offering to aid Lark, especially in this pursuit, even if things ventured into more ghastly deeds? Without a hint of hesitation, although getting home? That's outside his field of expertise.
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‹ have done and taken from you,ʺ he replies, never attempting to quell or condemn her bloodlust, especially given his experiences. Maybe, there's a more positive or healthy way to handle things, ‶I would help, although my skills might be of little use to you.ʺ
Sincerely ›
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Society will, for better or worse, always view them as monsters. Whether the title had been earned, was a debatable point and yet, despite all the horrors they've faced, in their own paths, neither faced the other with hostility. Caution, at first? Yes, undoubtedly, yet right ›
⚘.⋆ 𝕷𝖆𝖗𝖐 ˚࿔@HAGB0RNE
she could only guess at what he had done — had to do ... been 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘥 to do to survive. at the light pattern he traces against her palm, she feels heat flush her features. he hadn’t jerked away from her in fear, like most would. embarrassed, she looks away and stands to »
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‹ to form across his lips and seeking to lighten the mood, even if unsure it'll be successful.
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‹ own, enough to trace a small pattern on her palm, ‶I am, however, sorry you are unable to return home, truly. People are -- strange, in their ways. We can only exist, even if that defies their beliefs, we shall continue. It's what we do, after all.ʺ
Slowly, a smile begins ›
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The confession weighs heavy, yet stop shorts of revealing every grisly and ghastly detail, to spare his host a monstrous tale. Yet, it's the sensation of cool digits, resting atop his own, which causes that gaze to reaise and, for a long moment, just maintain eye contact, ›
⚘.⋆ 𝕷𝖆𝖗𝖐 ˚࿔@HAGB0RNE
mossy eyes widen as he speaks, listening intently. his story was very similar to her own ... oddly so ; it made her feel as if their meeting had been fated. she reaches to rest cool digits over his own, attempting comfort. »
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‹ exits his lips, shared for only Lark's ears and hers alone, not that anyone else, to his knowledge, is in earshot of them.
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‹ ‶A sin, from birth, that has followed me ever since. I am a fugitive, through my actions, hunted for crimes I am innocent of and tarred, as a monster. I am hated, for that, which is beyond my control and in turn, I have done bad things, in seeking my revenge.ʺ
A confession ›
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‶I was... Born different,ʺ Salvatore answers in a more honest delivery, gaze averting for a brief second and eventually, as Lark settled down, his attention focused upon her. A faint laugh, escapes his lips and lightly fiddling with finfers, almost with a more absent manner, ›
⚘.⋆ 𝕷𝖆𝖗𝖐 ˚࿔@HAGB0RNE
“ may i ask why you are on the run ? ” she peers over at him curiously, stirring the ingredients and making sure they begin to simmer. she takes a seat on a woven cushion as well, head tilting. “ only answer if you want. i do not mean to pry. ”
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