watches @lumifluxtempo from afar. isnβt she cute.
dull reds was a black divine of a familiar path.
she slowed a red clawed hand onto the hilt of her blade, watchful and vigilantβ a warning to the hunter: that what is once crossed cannot be uncrossed.
more of its secret with a potential adversary.
βmy beliefs hold strong, and iβm no fool, hunter. itβs best you move along, and carry on with your life.β the awakened presence that kafka peaked through its veil, even momentarily, lurked in acheronβs gaze. behind +
enough to stand for attack. though acheron was curious what the hunterβs next move was.
she held a uniquely sweet scent, this echo of the past was from a flower that no longer grew. from a place that no longer exists. nor would she choose to impart +
kafkaβs aims were too a mystery, as she wagered a prolonged gaze into acheronβs darkened irises. with no physical signaling, she didnβt understand what was accomplished, but that there was an attempt of some kind of tampering.
the vampiric being presented many questions, +
( she watched elysiaβs expressions, which held an endearing sincerity about them. )
βyouβre teasing meβ¦ all that iβve said was factual. objective.β
βindeedβ¦ i didnβt expect your approach, but itβs not unwelcome. if you must know, itβs been a long day.
at least in this moment it can be peaceful.β
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βthis is a surprise, sam. do you mean to clash blades once again?β
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βthatβs a high bar, bestowed from such a pretty girl, in a pretty dressβ¦β
her hands held fireflyβs waist securely, teetering on a possessive instinct as firefly laid on her another compliment.










