Fukuide Kei (
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ioduanlogs2018-01-29 10:43 pm
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Characters: Kei and anyone else
Date: 1/30
Location: Around Aifaran
Situation: Kei has just arrived and he is in very bad shape, both physically and mentally. Please help him.
Warnings/Rating: Well, he's dying, so.
There's a man staggering down the street, barely staying upright, ominous green sparkles emanating from his body. He doesn't seem to have really registered that this is not where he should be, but perhaps him seeming not-quite-solid has something to do with that. As he walks, he mutters the same word under his breath again and again and again. From a distance it's inaudible, only noticeable because his lips are moving, but closer up you might be able to make out the word, "Belial-sama".
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Date: 1/30
Location: Around Aifaran
Situation: Kei has just arrived and he is in very bad shape, both physically and mentally. Please help him.
Warnings/Rating: Well, he's dying, so.
There's a man staggering down the street, barely staying upright, ominous green sparkles emanating from his body. He doesn't seem to have really registered that this is not where he should be, but perhaps him seeming not-quite-solid has something to do with that. As he walks, he mutters the same word under his breath again and again and again. From a distance it's inaudible, only noticeable because his lips are moving, but closer up you might be able to make out the word, "Belial-sama".
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"What are you?"
Chase...is not the most sensitive of people. And for the moment, the ominous green sparkles are his priority. He doesn't look overly hostile, at least, and his grip on Kei's arm is just as much to hold him up as to get a look at him.
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i'm sorry...
this is beautiful
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You look like you need rest, little one, before you go looking for anyone.
[Chances are the person won't be here anyway, but it's probably a bit early to say that.]
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Lobco as a moment of internal panic, before empathy wins out and she hurries to his side. She's quite at a loss about just why this person is sparkling but it's clear to anyone that he is hurt.]
W-what's wrong? Are you okay?
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