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Post by Rina Croft on Mar 6, 2018 0:22:33 GMT -5
[attr="class","burst"] [attr="class","whitenight"]❝ I wish that I was wrong, that you'll come home again All this time I've lost, I'll never find again.
Rina was sitting in the pilot’s chair of her Gummi Ship, watching the expanse of space just fly by. Some time ago she had switched over to autopilot, because there were so many thoughts festering in her mind. She couldn’t focus on driving at all. Rina’s focus was preoccupied on the letter that was laying in her lap. She had read it over and over and over. She almost had it memorized.
Dear Mrs. Croft. We have the misfortune of informing you that your husband has been killed. Your information was found in his belongings and we request that you come to collect the deceased. Thank you.
It made her sick. All of it. Everything. She was sick with guilt, because she had left him all those years ago. She was sick with disgust with the city of Edge, because they were regarding her husband’s body like it was an object that needed to be removed as soon as possible. And she was sick with complete sadness that her husband probably died all alone, with her nowhere near him. Rina was sick with dread because she was going to have him buried in the cold, hard ground.
Without her even realizing it she had let the letter slip to the floor and she began to sob painfully in her hands.
So save today, the secret's that you prayed for And wait, cause we deserve it so much more
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Post by Deleted on Mar 6, 2018 16:27:16 GMT -5
"Get out of my way! Do you dare fight a Black Waltz?" The Black Waltz had been sitting in the back of the ship while Rina had piloted, his arms crossed as he waited for their inevitable approach on their destination. He had been promised a chance to seek out Garnet in this new world they were headed too, but that was not the reason he was following along. His new directives demanded he remain close to Rina, to observe her... Collect data. His master commanded it. It was his only mission in life. And then...? When enough was completed? He would fulfill his purpose. He watched as the small woman curled up in her seat and practically broke down sobbing, a noise quite annoying to the ears of the machine. So unneven and wet... Disrupted his thoughts and data-gathering with it's noise. He considered getting angry... T'would be something he would've done under his new directive... His goal, however, was right in front of him... She wasn't making his job harder. No, instead, he merely reached out with his hand, scooping up the letter Rina had dropped in her fit of sorrow, contemplating what could possibly make this woman fall to pieces so instantly. If he was uninterrupted in his retrieval of the parchment, the Black Waltz's eyes would roughly gloss over the information, raising an eyebrow as he glanced over at the woman at the helm. Husband died, huh...? How.... Unfortunate. He was mildly surprised she even had a husband... She never spoke of him or made any allusions to his existence. Of course, who would tell someone like him the existence of their loved ones...? You'd have to be stupid to do so. With a dismissive sigh, the Waltz simply let the letter fall from between his claws, contemplating what he could do to stop or stifle her annoying sobs. ANYTHING to make the ship more silent!... Did he mean that though...? Black Waltz 3 swallowed his disgust as he got up from his seat, standing behind Rina as a clawed hand rested one finger after another on the back of the captain's chair. "Do you require... A hug?" The Waltz offered with obviously artificial sympathy. "I know it is what you humans do to... relieve emotional trauma. Do you need one?"@tag
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Post by Rina Croft on Mar 6, 2018 23:44:04 GMT -5
[attr="class","burst"] [attr="class","whitenight"]❝ Rina had almost forgot that she had brought Black Waltz 3 along with her, so when he spoke to her as she cried she noticeably jumped in her chair. “O-oh…Waltz. I-I forgot you were here.” She tried to wipe her eyes and control her sobs, but they seemed to be controlling her instead of the other way around. Rina could almost guarantee that the construct had grown annoyed with her, but she didn’t care. Let him bully her today. It wouldn’t hurt her anymore than she was already hurting. But then he surprised her. Black Waltz 3 offered to give her a hug.
“W-what? A hug?” Rina looked at him for a minute, purely confused. He had never extended this sort of affection towards her before. Had never tried to actively cheer her up. What was this? She thought for a moment before standing up and falling into Waltz’s arms. She really needed a hug. Waltz was warm. He was very, incredibly, impossibly warm. She always thought that Waltz would be cold to the touch, but she had been wrong. She lingered in his arms for longer than she probably should have and only moved because there was a beeping coming from the piloting console. Rina stepped back from Waltz not able to meet his bright yellow gaze. For a short second Rina was almost able to forget her sadness. Because of Waltz... I don't understand.
“We’re landing…”
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Post by Deleted on Mar 7, 2018 7:24:25 GMT -5
"Get out of my way! Do you dare fight a Black Waltz?" "Yes, a hug." The Black Waltz repeated, rolling his eyes at least in spirit. "Do you require one... or not?" Without answering him verbally, the much smaller woman practically fell into his arms, her face digging into his coat as his arms wrapped around her. At least he couldn't hear it anymore, the crying. Such an... aggravating sound. Ripped at his heart. He gently ran his palms along the back of her shoulders as he looked out through the cockpit, watching the space-slip by as he did his best to calm Rina. No, he hadn't ever done this before. He never offered her any hugs, nor words of encouragement, nothing with a lick of positivity linked to it besides perhaps offering her soup that one time. He couldn't stand her before... Always trying to treat him like a human... He never had time for such stupidity! With his mission changed, however... now he did... And it felt.... different? More tolerable was probably the best word to use. It no longer felt like a waste of his very limited time. The Black Mage snapped out of his trance when the ship-console started to beep, Rina breaking from their hug and staring up at him in confusion as a result. He stared back, his gaze refreshingly neutral, relaxed in a way. The Waltz nodded as his companion noted that they were, in fact, landing, grabbing his staff from where it leaned against the bulkhead and waiting for the ship to come to it's complete stop. Rina was so emotionally volatile... If it was bad now... he could only imagine what it'd be like once they reached her husband's corpse. @rina Croft
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Post by Rina Croft on Mar 9, 2018 11:47:04 GMT -5
[attr="class","burst"] [attr="class","whitenight"]❝ Rina took her place at the controls, handling the landing with ease. Goosebumps rushed over her skin as the familiar landscape came into view. Even though so many things had changed since she had last been to Edge, her thoughts about this place hadn’t changed at all. Her heart was still calling this place home. Her first home. The distraught woman wiped away the tears that were still clinging to her cheeks, but on the inside she had started to steel herself. Make herself cold and unfeeling like she used to be. Rina had had her moment of weakness, but she needed to be strong today. Maybe stronger than she had ever been. That was part of the reason…no. It was the entire reason she brought Black Waltz 3. Even though their…companionship was unconventional Rina felt comfortable and safe with Waltz. She trusted him. She had no clue why. He was scary and always rude to her (except for maybe two occasions, now being one of them), but she felt the need to trust him…Rina settled her ship on the outskirts of Edge. Hopefully no one would mess with it all the way out here. They would have to walk the mile or so into town, but that would be okay. It’d give Rina time to think. “I've uh…already made the arrangements. He’s been...laid to rest. I just have to pick up some of his things. And…go see him. You can stay here. If you want.” Come with me. Please. | [attr="class","white"] [attr="class","night"] [attr="class","burstmini"]@blackwaltz3 [attr="class","burstmini"]@someone2 [attr="class","burstmini"]000 words [attr="class","burstmini"]notes: This box will expand if you are going to write more, but try to keep it short. I hope you enjoy this template! - Mizo |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 9, 2018 14:14:36 GMT -5
"Get out of my way! Do you dare fight a Black Waltz?" The ship eventually came to it's landing with Rina at the helm, the Waltz feeling no anxiety of the woman, in her emotionally volatile state, landing the ship. AS MUCH AS IT PAINED HIM TO ADMIT IT EVEN TO HIMSELF, he had some trust for her. He trusted her to not botch something as simple as landing the craft, going as far as to not even watch her, instead his eyes boring into the bulkhead in front of him. He understood that she was an expert in such matters and didn't require his supervision, even if it would no doubt enhance her performance considerably. As the ship came to a smooth landing, the Waltz rose to his feet as Rina did the same, the two of them stepping out onto a world that the Black Mage was utterly alien to. He nodded silently as the woman reported she had all the matters well in hand, that she only needed to acquire some things... then his gaze snapped down at her when she noted he could just stay here. What... at let his target disappear from his sight? Not if he could help it. That... and he felt a strong, non-dutiful compulsion to not let her out go alone. Why couldn't he identify the cause...? Self diagnostics turn up blank with no errors detected... He didn't need any other reason to follow her... So... what was this feeling in his chest... that demanded he go...? "I have no reason to stay here in the ship." The Waltz stated flatly, grabbing his staff and rolling his shoulders. "Let us go so that we may leave." @tag
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Post by Rina Croft on Mar 13, 2018 19:40:10 GMT -5
[attr="class","burst"] [attr="class","whitenight"]❝ Rina nodded at Waltz, relief flushing through her insides that he wanted to go along with her. It would have been a harder journey if he had said no. Rina started to walk towards the town, her heart bounding slightly in her chest. She never thought this was something that she would have ever had to do. Both her and her husband both led risky lives and they both knew that their number could have been pulled at any moment. Rina had just hoped that she would die first…so she wouldn’t have had to feel this hollowness. The emptiness of losing someone you love…
As they entered the town and the familiar sounds of the hustle and bustle of the people and the cars permeated into Rina’s mind, the girl had to stop for a moment. She ducked into an alleyway, pressing her back against a wall, and burying her face into her hands. Rina took in a couple of deep shuddering breaths. Come on Rina. It’ll be okay. It’ll be okay… | [attr="class","white"] [attr="class","night"] [attr="class","burstmini"]@blackwaltz3 [attr="class","burstmini"]@someone2 [attr="class","burstmini"]172 words [attr="class","burstmini"]notes: n/a |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 14, 2018 16:53:45 GMT -5
"Get out of my way! Do you dare fight a Black Waltz?" Black Waltz 3 followed without a word as the two of them made their way through the town of the Planet, the sounds of various machinery catching him by surprise... Everything here was so... High Tech... He wouldn't even begin to guess what those boxes-on-wheels were for as they drove down the various roads... This was a new aspect of her world he hadn't ever seen before... But he wouldn't see it for long in anycase... Just long enough for his target to cope with the loss of her spouse. It was obvious by the looks he received and the fashion of the people that the mage didn't belong there. His wings... his talons, just his hat appeared to throw his place here completely out of wack! ...Whatever. As if he gave a damn about these people... As far as he cared, this whole world could go up in flames the instant it was out of sight. Rina seemed overtaken by the experience, though and she ducked into an alley rather frantically, slipping deep inside and pressing her hands to her face. She looked like she was going to burst into tears... What, again...? Was she really going to make him be NICE to her to keep her from doing that annoying thing AGAIN!? This was going to be a LONG walk... He muttered something venomous under his breath so quietly it was buried in a huff before leaning his staff against the wall and stepping closer, spreading his arms welcomingly once more to pull her into an embrace. THIS FELT UNNATURAL! HE WAS FORCING HIMSELF TO DO THIS FOR A WOMAN HE WAS GOING TO FEED TO AN ALMIGHTY MONKEYMAN! Why, on Gaia's green earth was he doing this!? It certainly wasn't furthering his mission! Well... maybe he wasn't forcing himself to do it as much as he might've thought... The action seemed to come easily enough, only his head screaming in revulsion. His Heart was surprisingly quiet and his gut.... warm? Odd. He didn't have much time to dwell on it though as the sounds of footsteps flanking them from the Alley's only open entrance echoed through the hollow passage... Several pairs of boots clacking against the wet, stone floor. @tag
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Post by Rina Croft on Mar 20, 2018 10:36:58 GMT -5
Rina dropped her hands from her face as Black Waltz 3 began to move towards her, balancing his staff on the wall behind her. Rina didn't know what he was aiming to do. Probably shake some sense into her or chide her for being such a poor excuse of a human (even though in his eyes all humans were poor excuses). She herself felt betrayed by her own emotions. Yes, the events that had transpired were sad. Yes, her heart ached for the loss of her first love. Yes, in this moment she wished things had happened differently in the past. But that was it. It was in the past. Everything about The Planet was her past and she had dealt with those emotions long ago and she had thought they were dead and buried just like her husband. But she was obviously wrong about that. She was ready for Waltz's admonitions, but that's not what came. He seemed to be coming in for another hug.
A small, but sad smile tugged at the corner of her lips. This was funny. Any other time she'd be laughing so hard that it would hurt, because Waltz attempting to be "human" was always ridiculous. He just hadn't got the hang of it yet, but this...this was different. This was like on the ship. This was for her comfort. Rina could tell he was trying just for her benefit and that warmed her up on the inside. Made her soul just a little bit stonger. Rina went in to hug him again, when she saw it. A flicker of shadows on brick and then the thunk of booted feet. They weren't alone anymore. This could turn bad and that thought sobered her up quickly, like a switch had been flipped.
The men (not sure how many, but more than one) had most definitely seen the towering form of Black Waltz 3, but they may not have seen her. She grabbed on to the front of Waltz's coat and looked up into his shadowed face. "We need to get out of here.", Rina whispered, her voice only loud enough for her companion to here.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 20, 2018 17:12:11 GMT -5
"Get out of my way! Do you dare fight a Black Waltz?" The Waltz braced himself for the affection he was about to give again, letting out a heavy sigh as Rina went in for the hug... How many more times was he supposed to put up with this...? Not long at all it seemed as the girl quickly pressed up against him, but not in a hug... She was tugging at his coat, telling him that they had to get out of here! ...Oh... So she noticed them too...? Yes, indeed several people were approaching the Waltz towards the only entrance and exit to the ally-way cornering them inside. Already, they had passed his staff, putting the Mage's weapon behind them and making it impossible for him to simply reach out and take it... The Machine glanced up, catching sight of how the roofs of several houses came together above them, making it very... difficult to escape through the air. Even if he was confident he could bust through the roof-tops without hurting himself (or Rina), the tight space of the ally made it impossible for the Waltz to spread his wings fully, negating the option of flight. All they could do was fight their way out of the situation... Something the Black Waltz was more than inclined to do... "Stay behind me." He commanded, his voice firm... but his eyes warm...? "I'll keep you safe."With that, he turned to face the various men and... women that followed them in, each one of them glaring at the Waltz in disgust and hatred... their distaste... personal. It had so much more vitreal than simply fear... It was almost as if they had a grudge against him... or the person he was protecting... "Give us the girl." The lead-man growled, his face a twisted mass of scars, his body huge and tall by human standards though he was still small compared to the Waltz. "Touch her and you die." he responded flatly, pointing an electrically charged hand their way. @tag
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Post by Rina Croft on Mar 20, 2018 22:19:03 GMT -5
[attr="class","burst"] [attr="class","whitenight"]❝ Rina clung to the back of Waltz’s coat, hiding her face in it, almost like she was a small child. Right now, she just must have been. This mob of people seemed to be after her for whatever reason and by the leading man’s tone of voice they weren’t happy. The fact that Waltz had a mind to protect her (maybe even kill for her!) made her feel safe, but not enough to rush away the fear that was starting to build up in her. Even though self-preservation told her not to she stepped out from Waltz’s shielding body to face the mob. “Who are you?! What do you want wit-”.Rina stopped in her tracks right then, because she knew. She knew exactly why they wanted her and she had a good idea what they would do with her the moment they had their hands on her. She recognized the man that had spoken almost instantly. The scars that disfigured his face gave it away. Why? Because Rina was the one who had put sliced the scars into his face. In another lifetime. Another Rina. The strong one who killed and caused chaos for a living without even blinking an eye. This man was one of the lucky ones, if you could call it that. He had owed someone a large sum of money and when he wouldn’t pay up, Rina was sent to serve a warning. And had received a pretty penny to do so. But that was a long time ago. She wasn’t that person anymore and she despised that person even more then this group did. Rina looked out at them and could pick out a few familiar faces. She assumed that all of them were people who she had wronged, some of them who had far worse dealings with her than others. Their hatred was valid. Rina held out a shaking hand as if offering peace.“I remember you…and I know this means nothing. To any of you. But I am sorry for the things I’ve done. And I have received my punishment. One hundred times over. I am sure my demons will punish me until the end of my life.” Rina took a step back, feeling the presence of Black Waltz 3 behind her. “Me and my companion mean no one any harm. Please…let me go and I will never return here. You have my word.” Please let us go…don’t make me hurt you anymore…I don’t want to be that girl ever again…
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Post by Deleted on Mar 21, 2018 8:02:58 GMT -5
"Get out of my way! Do you dare fight a Black Waltz?" Black Waltz 3's Eye twitched in annoyance as Rina chose to disregard his attempt the shield her with his body, stepping out in front of him, outraged at first... then grossly apologetic. She seemed to recognize these people from her past, stating that they need not harm her fore her demons would haunt her well enough. More annoyance... Anyone with any bit of sense knew that the taste for vengeance was far to scrumptious for apologies to be taken in it's stead. If the face of that lead man was anything to go by, Rina wasn't going to get out of this by appealing to their petty human morality. She seemed to realize this and backed up, the massive Black Mage wrapping his other arm around her, holding her against him as he still held out his electrified hand their way. She tried her best to appeal to them in the way she wanted, but now was the time to tell them in the only way their rage-tainted minds would understand. The Scarred-faced man only smirked, stepping back into the crowd of people as they surged forward like a pack of ghouls, some with weapons, some most without, all desperate to get their hands on Rina! ...Great... It had been so long since he'd killed something... With a swift move, the Waltz quickly shoved Rina behind him once again, Thunder erupting from his finger-tips in a surge of electrical power, taking out the first wave of people as they lay charred and twitching on the ground! The second wave was bigger... much more people, just as hungry as the first. With a growl, he grabbed onto the face of the first person unfortunate enough to reach him, Freeze-ing him solid on contact! He then hurled the frozen man into the oncoming swarm of people, knocking a great deal down, but it didn't hurt them as much as he'd hoped... and they were still coming... "Pests..." He snarled, Charging up a pair of Fira in his hands, ready to blow them away... Thunder Cooldown: 1 post Freeze Cooldown: 3 posts
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Post by Rina Croft on Mar 22, 2018 22:57:11 GMT -5
[attr="class","burst"] [attr="class","whitenight"]❝ Rina stepped back from Waltz, her eyes wide with horror as arcs of lightning struck down the first line of her enemies, all of them seemingly dead. “N-no! Waltz!” She ran back up to him and grabbed his arm, trying to pull him back, trying to garner his attention elsewhere. But it was too late. He had already brought down more people with his magic and was charging up to bring down the rest of them. Th-this is not…this can’t be happening. S-stop! Waltz! “Black Waltz 3! Stop this!” she jerked hard on his arm, but the machine wouldn’t budge. His stout frame was like pulling on stone and the momentum made her fall back onto the ground. The impact stunned her for a moment and the air had been knocked out of her. Breathlessly she called out to Waltz, reaching out to him. “D-don’t hurt them…!” | [attr="class","white"] [attr="class","night"] [attr="class","burstmini"]@blackwaltz3 [attr="class","burstmini"]@someone2 [attr="class","burstmini"]147 words [attr="class","burstmini"]notes: |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 23, 2018 11:51:54 GMT -5
"Get out of my way! Do you dare fight a Black Waltz?" Black Waltz 3 hesitated when Rina went out to pry at his arms, glancing back for a moment as she fell back to the ground. Unexpectedly, he felt a pang of regret, taking in the look of fear and regret... She didn't want him to harm these people...? Even if they would rip her to bloody shreds and burn her alive... She wouldn't wish him to defend her? She reached out to him, pleading for him to stop and beyond any rational reasoning or thinking... The machine obliged! Letting out a frustrated hiss, he closed his hands into fists, quenching the fires within them before turning his back on the aggressors and reaching out for the girl as she did for him! He took her hand in his gloved ones, pulling her against his chest as he knelt down, folding his wings fully over them both to provide some manor of protection... As he did so, the tips of his wings scraped and bent in strange directions against the ally wall, the machine gritting his teeth in pain before they finally fell over the woman he was trying to protect. He stared down at Rina quietly as the enraged attackers began to beat and claw at his back, the most he could do be to ruffle his feathers, make them think he was going to retaliate... The first couple times, a few retreated, providing some moments of respite... but then they got wise to the trick and their offense remained consistent. The Black Mage shivered and quaked under the ever increasing damage they did to him... The numbers that represented his damage continued to rise and did so sharply as more and more of the damned civilians proceeded to beat down into him... but he wouldn't fall... he wouldn't forsake Rina.... Not for anything. He could've said anything to this cursed girl he was protecting, blame her for this situation, make a joke at her expense, ask her if he could kill them NOW but he remained completely silent... He seemed almost as confused as he felt, staring into the girl's eyes questioningly... Both his directives were in agreement, the one he was programmed with... and the one that'd made itself... That had never happened before... The two hands controlled with Waltz like a puppeteer, commanding he stand guard over his Rina and protect her at the cost of his own wellbeing... And the Damage figures continued to rise... "Damage Sustained....20%.... 30%.... 45%...." The Waltz muttered under his breath, his voice becoming more and more distorted. He could feel them ripping into him now... past just beating into his coat... he felt fingers ripping into his back. "Feral human beasts..."@tag
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Post by Rina Croft on Mar 23, 2018 13:18:22 GMT -5
[attr="class","burst"] [attr="class","whitenight"]❝ Rina began to cry silently into Black Waltz 3’s chest as his wings folded around her for protection. She was scared, but not just for herself. She was also scared for her Waltz. This create was sacrificing himself for her and what was she doing? Cowering in fear! She needed to do something, or they would both be killed. She had hoped reason and Waltz’s earlier display of power would send them running, but that wasn’t the case. They wouldn’t leave until she was dead. The longer she sat there, the more damage was being inflicted upon Waltz and also upon her heart. Every fist that landed upon Waltz was another crack being put into her heart. They were killing him…killing this man that had become her friend. Her best friend…Black Waltz 3 was the only person that Rina had left and if they killed him because of her…? She was better off dead anyway. No! Neither of them would die today! Rina released her grip on Waltz and looked up at him, tears streaming down her face. The look of agony that was etched into his features, caused a pain in her heart that she had never felt before. And it was all her fault. She had caused every bit of this, but she would finish it. Once and for all. The woman from years ago that she had buried deep inside would come out for the last time. As much as she hated herself for what she was about to do, if it would save her friend it would be entirely worth it. Rina took a breath in and blew it out as a sigh, raising up to kiss Black Waltz 3 on the forehead. “I’m sorry that I got you into this mess…” she whispered in an anguished tone. “I’ll make it right.” She pulled back to look into his yellow eyes for just a moment, before standing up, emerging from the middle of his wings like a dark goddess. The remainder of the mob stopped their attacking of Waltz and stared straight at her, seemingly contemplating their next move. Rina stepped around Waltz, putting herself between him and the mob. “You will not hurt him anymore…I asked you! I asked you to let us go! Now look!” She gestured to the handful of dead bodies around them, before looking them each in the eye. “You’ve forced my hand…”. Rina summoned her daggers and launched into the crowd, screaming like a demon from hell. She hacked and slashed at each foe that came at her, slitting throats and stabbing into brainpans, making it look effortless. The ones that were smart enough to run away, didn’t even make it out of the alley before they were impaled on spikes of Darkness or smote down with searing lightning from above. Rina fought and fought until she was covered in blood and drenched in a cold sweat, but she didn’t stop until every single one of them were dead. She left no survivors. Covered in a slew of injuries herself, Rina walked over to Waltz and dropped to her knees before him. “Y-your safe now…we’re safe…” Rina held out a shaking hand and traced over the scrapes and broken parts of his wings, healing them as best as she could. She would have to heal him more as soon as they were hidden away. “We need to go somewhere else…there’s probably more. Can you fly?” Rina knew just the place to hide. | [attr="class","white"] [attr="class","night"] [attr="class","burstmini"]@blackwaltz3 [attr="class","burstmini"]@someone2 [attr="class","burstmini"]582 words [attr="class","burstmini"]notes: ahhhhhh |
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