❝ Your fate can easily rest in my hands. ❞
—Same writer as @VioletClad
—Experienced RPer
—#LoZRP | LoZ OC
—Ships w/chem.
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《Dҽɱσɳ σϝ Fαƚҽ》
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@DemonIncantia +was putting him through.
“Orange hair and wielded a large axe. I— I think she’s a captain of the Royal guard!” Deep breaths, Valaac. “This incarnation of Zelda put up a fight too. She threw flame, and I almost had Zelda using that captain as bait. B-But she’s.. one of the+
@PissedDravi +frankly, the very idea that Zarik wouldn’t follow the same ideals of keeping what they had alive was sending his mind into dangerous places.
@PissedDravi As if something snapped, Valaac looked at the other almost in defeat and confusion. Eyes looking to the other as if desperately searching for a hint of farce. He didn’t see any. All of the light in his bright eyes seemed to waver.
“But… you’re….”
It wasn’t processing. And+
@DemonIncantia +the harsh damage done to it by an axe and flame. The smaller demon couldn’t manage any eye contact.
“And I was close. But there was an unforeseen circumstance with a guard. I wish I could say my attempt was stopped by multiple, but..”
He stopped himself from+
@DemonIncantia Valaac’s comfort with Ghirahim always fluctuated. But after his recent failure, the fear he always held returned. Swallowed hard as their eyes met, he gave his best smile that twitched despite its nervousness.
“I’m free to talk, my lord. Whatever you need and whenever.”
[Groans a little at the squeeze. But instead returns the hold.]
Good. Now that that’s all settled, I’m going to bed.
[Leans forward to gives a litol peck to Red’s lips.]