8.

[8. @formapulchri]

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───  ﹙. . .﹚
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[8. @formapulchri]

The male is looking around for @FumeinaMonsuta at their master's headquarters.

[. @dcvilishdeeds]

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───  ﹙𝗚𝗘𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗜﹚
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⠀⠀   𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐳𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐏𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐱 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫.

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[8. @formapulchri]

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and around her just to make a bigger mess. He puts his hands in his pockets and makes his way to their master's room.

⠀⠀   〝 Good dog. Now go sit and clean this up. 〞

[8. @formapulchri]

8 stares at her as he grips his mace tightly but soon loosens his grasp as she mentions the master. He scoffs and pushes a button on his mace that makes it go back to the size of a small stick. He wraps it up with the bandage and uses wind energy to get the blood off of him
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[? @FumeinaMonsuta]

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⠀⠀ ⠀   ‘‘ It's about time he got rid of you. ’’

Her blade peeks, a blue aura spewing out from the opening. Her ear then twitches, hearing the master grow impatient

⠀⠀ ⠀   ‘‘ Hurry up and clean yourself. The master wishes to see you. ’’ ⠀⠀ ...➛

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[8. @formapulchri]

⠀⠀   〝 Mmm. I guess Master will have to find another mutt for the easy jobs then. 〞

From his waistline, he pulls out a small stick wrapped in bandages. He opens it and it expands to a giant mace that he rests on his shoulder.

[? @FumeinaMonsuta]

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⠀⠀ ⠀   ‘‘ You must have me confused with one of the maidens. Shall I give you a refresher? ’’

Her hand rests on the hilt of her sword as she stares him down

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[8. @formapulchri]

The quiet male stops in his tracks as she speaks up to him. He looks over his shoulder to look at her then turns his body to stare at her. He looks at his footprints then at her.

⠀⠀   〝 . . . Then, clean it up. 〞

[? @FumeinaMonsuta]

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She eyes him, examining his attire and the state he was in to imagine how his mission played out as she walks in the other direction. Her bare foot met with one of the small puddles of blood

⠀⠀ ⠀ ‘‘ . . .You're disrespecting the master by ⠀⠀ ...➛

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[8. @formapulchri]

8 is coming back to their master's base, casually walking past @FumeinaMonsuta, dripping with blood of his latest target, so of course it's leaving a trail and staining the floor.

[𝐵𝐸𝐴𝑅𝐸𝑅 𝑂𝐹 . . . @KasaiOji]

🔥; I'm Not Going To Write That Much Anymore So I Plan To Let My Accounts Die Out. I'll Just Be Posting TøP Content For Fudo And Tatara And Cute Stuff For The Ships I Got And Yeah.

[8. @formapulchri]

His cheeks turn a little red from her comment.

⠀⠀   〝 We can sit down anywhere you'd like! It'll be a quick chat, I know you're busy so I don't want to use up too much of your time. 〞

[∗ ˒ ‍ ‍‍ ‍┃┃𝓞𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐄。〜 @opilllia]

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⠀⠀ ❝⠀ yes, I did. I missed you very much. what did you want to talk to me about? would you like to sit somewhere and get comfortable?⠀ ❞
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[8. @formapulchri]

⠀⠀   〝 Had a lot of practice, so I had to disappear for a little bit. Did you miss me at least a little? 〞

He chuckles.

⠀⠀   〝 I wanted to talk to you about something coming up. 〞

[∗ ˒ ‍ ‍‍ ‍┃┃𝓞𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐄。〜 @opilllia]

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⠀⠀ ❝⠀ hello, I haven’t seen you in a while? where did you run off to? ❞

𝓼he was smiling as she spoke.
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[8. @formapulchri]

He waves back at her and smiles before walking up to her.

⠀⠀  〝 Hey beautiful! 〞

[∗ ˒ ‍ ‍‍ ‍┃┃𝓞𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐄。〜 @opilllia]

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𝓼he waved at him.
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[8. @formapulchri]

Ho-Joon has been away for a while due to practice and singing, but now that he has time, he's entering the strip club to see his favorite gal.

[8. @formapulchri]

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Ho-Joon returns to his path back home, eventually developing a limp and blurry vision from the attack. This only pissed him off, but he began to giggle like a maniac into the night.

[8. @formapulchri]

Ho-Joon is on his way home after a night of practice on the soccer field and in the recording studio. He listens to music in his earbuds as he walks to his apartments, unknowingly followed by a large, masked man wearing all black behind him. Eventually, he turns to walk down a
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[8. @formapulchri]

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grins and laughs.

⠀⠀   〝 You're good. Not good enough. 〞

He stands tall and gives Lucien a brutal kick to the face, sending him like a rock skipping across the pavement until he crashes into a dumpster, leaving him there to bleed out and to succumb to his injuries.
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