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It stood to reason that someone might feel a difference between themselves in the game and outside, but to develop an entirely other persona seemed fascinating. Perhaps it was the difference between them that made him unable to notice such a change in himself. Theo, the person he was outside of...

He stared blankly as the whirlwind of events whipped and tossed them about. In the first moment, they were seated in the establishment that they had been told had "top shelf quality," and with the next breath, they were whisked away by an overeager and inquisitive... game show host? "So," he...

When wounds don't match with the description, yeah. I wouldn't be bothering ya' if I didn't find it eyecatching in the first place. A hapless shrug. He didn't rightly care if she took his words at face value, because without any leads or information from him it was a dead end. There was no...

Madison's discretion saved her a mighty long winded speech about the Apex of a Great Mountain, and ultimately, spared Jin the pain of having to deliver it. However, neither of them would ever be aware of how thankful the other was for the smallest of gestures. Alas. Looking for help and looking...

My... handler is getting her panties in a twist because I don't know much about the goddess who ultimately hands down the bounties I hunt. The implications drew Jin's attention back for a moment as he digested the idea that some Lion boasted enough knowledge and wisdom of spirits to "handle"...

Glad to see all your skin's grown back. Jin looked down at his hand, feigning surprise. "Why, so it has!" he looked up toward Madison, a woman he'd met now on multiple occasions, and for a member of the Lions, not altogether bad. His smirk intensified as he did, fanning his fingers one at a...

As he awoke more to the curses that blighted him, Jin only grew more restless. He'd been more than adequately occupied when it was only the world of the living that commanded his interest. Now as the blade resonated within his soul, it drew the unrested spirits that lingered into his sight...

Carrying his weapon despite festivities often earned Jin the ire of those around him, but his situation was a bit more complex than most. The blade could never stray far from its bearer, and so, when asked to "give it up," he had to explain delicately that it was not a choice he had...

Through the jeering and jests came a more genuine plea, her voice fluctuating as she spoke it. He heard the shift in tone, slight and imperceptible though it may have seemed. You can't take it back, okay? It was a question, but a rhetorical one. Asked for her own sake, not for his commentary...

He took the clothes from her in the midst of her shock and pulled them over himself to cover his unmentionables even as she let her protest be known. He had expected a response something like that, so it neither alarmed him or upset him. It was clear she wasn't interested in talking about it any...

She wasn't in the room when he returned with the hot chocolate, so it had to be assumed she had gone back to his room. She knew where it was, because they had gone in it once, albeit only for several minutes. His mother facilitated that against his wishes, as she did most things he was resistant...

She pressed the emptied out container to his chest taunting and Theo took hold of it. "Yes mistress," he mocked. "Of course mistress." Truthfully, he wasn't a big fan of the girl going to his room and rifling through his clothes, but the offer was less of an offer than Nico saying she was going...

If he felt any sort of pain at the sensation, his features did not show it. The reality was, Theo had felt heat before. So very many times, he had felt heat. She leaned closer, got closer, creeping in and placing greater pressure on a part of the body men were fervent about protecting, but...

Simple enough, in theory. In practice, the ancient laws of magic in this world ran deeper than any 'simple' explanation. The curse that bound Jin not only in body but in spirit to the blade was a double edged sword in its own right. It would not let him be free, but it gave him the freedom to...

You're thinking too hard about it. The amount of time it took for him to go and refill the cup was enough for her to give a response, adjust her position in her seat, and be ready to dress him down again. Truly staggering, the endurance of a harpy. Just take the compliment and move on, it's a...

He watched her demeanor change over the course of several moments. When the iron bars slammed down and his words began to lack the sharpness and color of emotion, her chipper facade faltered. She asked again, was he a not a badass? What was he, if anything? But that wasn't the question that...

The exact sort of person Jin preferred to avoid had unwittingly weaseled herself into a longer-than-ideal conversation with him. Without much more than a grunt, he let most of the conversation roll off of him, the way he had learned to do with most people. He did listen to the things she was...

He could feel the anger, more palpable than ever. So, with the right provocation, even Ari was made malleable by emotion. First the act of laughing at his death in Isulus and now vague possibility of a threat to his relationship, the long-winded, two part evaluation confirmed those results. It...

The Accursed. He glanced at her passively for a moment, appraising her expression, the way which she delivered the name without any laughter, and with a smirk on her face. If she even began to understand the irony of choosing such a title to introduce herself to him, she most likely would not...

"What you intend and what I'm going to prepare for are vastly different things," he said. He'd already made up his mind, and her appeal wouldn't reach him. "You want to wait that long, and then what? She's already attached to you, and the very idea of your death would render her inconsolable. I...