Do you work for him?
*The tar-like substance, the clone, hasn't left the scene as it transforms into hands with eyeballs.
It still smells horrid, but its protective with the tall Plant.*
It would be a problem if that's the case.
I don't want to spill that which will cost me.
A calming exhale was let out from her, and with that. . . No one had gotten hurt here.
Slowly, yet carefully she steps away while they are gone. To keep herself on guard if there was a twist in anything whilst meeting him.
“Thank you, and since we are left alone. . .”
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and thrown them for the others to catch.*
Get yourselves something nice and please be away from this direction. You're going to wake up my people with your loud shooting.
*With that, he waits for the people to leave far enough to speak to her.*
. . .
They're gone.
*Once the chasers have come, they witnessed an 'aftermath' of her 'death'. He speaks to them as he goes through his pockets.*
I have done my part as executioner as I was told by the mayor of May to kill her on sight.
Here.
*A sound of change, a few small bags of coins
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Without hesitation, she moves to hide herself behind him. But the sphere she keeps in her hand if anything takes a turn in this moment.
In the corner of her eye she witnesses the deceased version of her.
It was then that something struck her whilst hiding.
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Nothing but giving guidance.
You are lost, no?
*He offers again, but this time it's a small bag of fresh strawberries and sliced kiwi.*
I imagine you're starving.
*Ganondorf knows he can be a terrifying presence and will be if he has to.
He hopes he doesn't have to.*
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The sound of heavy footsteps reaches his ears. He wasn't alone out here. Whoever was approaching didn't sound like they were trying to hide their presence. The lost traveler turns to face the direction of the footsteps, and his mismatched eyes fall upon a larger, bulkier man
*Lost souls on a desert world. .
Common, not something rare to witness but only seeing a circumstance of many.
This is nothing new, and with an approach of kindness to him, he offers a container of cold water.*
Here.
He's been treading this desert all day and hasn't found any sign of life. Looks like he has gotten himself even more lost. Despite not knowing his way, this desert felt eerily familiar. Haku knows this wasn't his homeland, so why does he feel a sense of
Oh, I can believe.
*And he can believe more later, now focusing on self.
He draws out the blade from its sheath and pours out a tar-like substance. .
It smells horrible, like dead bodies, yet it forms into a. . .Dawn ?
With this false Dawn, he slices the neck with blood
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Like you said, not everyone is from this planet. I may be human, but nothing like them here.
{Of course the posters had to be involved, if only it wasn’t HIS doing. This only paints her as a terrible person with a mask on.}
Would you believe me that I haven’t killed—
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*A long sigh.*
If this is who I think it is, this better be worth my time.
Right now, there are those that chase you. Your consequences, the actions you left behind.
. . .You do know you sound insane to the average human, yes?
*Oh god, this is making his skin crawl. .
His mind clicks with a sinking feeling, but with resentment too.*
Yet, I have heard of missing Plants. .
It was only a matter of time that he'll make his move. .
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This disaster. . . everyone— most specifically humans, would be wiped away from existence. Not everyone here are awful people, there’s good people that deserve to live.
I won’t let the children meet their end here. I won’t abandon No Man’s Land, I will find myself possibilities.
Hola.
Suavemente, bésame.
Que yo quiero sentir tus labios.
Besándome otra vez.
Suavemente, bésame.
Que yo quiero sentir tus labios.
Besándome otra vez.
S u a v e.
Suavemente, bésame.
Que yo quiero sentir tus labios besándome otra vez.
Suavemente, bésame.
Que yo quiero sent--
. . .
*. .A disaster, saving the world. .
A chance that will be lost. .
It's hard to believe with small information given.
Can he truly trust something like that?
Will he regret it?*
I wish only a step forward each day.
What disaster are you even talking about?
I’m not trying to be ‘special’, I want to save this world from turning into a disaster that awaits everyone here.
{Quickly she had to put her mask back on. She can hear their voices getting louder.}
If I get killed here now, that chance to save it will be lost,
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No one is from this planet, don't act special.
Give me a good reason for me to step in from whatever law or hunter that goes after you.
*This is not a first nor last, but he really doesn't want anyone near his home at this time. .*
“You’d be right, but in this situation I need to avoid them. I can’t keep running forever.”
Taking her mask off, only halfway with her mask covering her lower half.
“I’m not from this planet, the best you can do for me is throw me into the air and then I’ll be out of your way.”
I can tell you're not helpless.
*It won't be, and the time ticking away does not bother him.
His arms are crossed out of suspicion, sensing the aura of no mere being.*
Why should I take your word for it?
Looking back, it won’t be long until they catch up to take her in, or put her to an end if possible.
Turning her head back to the taller figure.
“Please, I do not wish to harm you or anyone else that is hunting me down. Can you help me?”
*The sound of bullets flying does not evade his attention, immediately following the disturbance before bumping onto her.
This. . .
She looks like the wanted posters he's seen in the human cities.
He's. . .not happy about this.*
I hear trouble.
Dead silent? Not for long, guns are already shooting as the masked woman is being chased down.
This wasn’t the attention she wanted, and she ended up bumping into the stranger.
Looking up, and up. . . Could she be in greater trouble now?💧