His lower body movements have been lying still for quite some time——scarred eyelids faced multiple directions each time he moved his head. . .he was in a problematic p̲r͟e͟d͟i͟c͟a͟m͟e͟n͟t͟.̲
𝐿𝑖𝑘𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡, ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑡.
Doing his 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎 duty by patrolling the night-filled streets. . . . .he wanted to ensure everyone could be at 𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 while they enjoyed their nighttime festivities.
H͟e͟’l͟l͟ p̲r͟o͟t͟e͟c͟t͟ t͟h͟e͟i͟r͟ f͟u͟n͟.̲
“You would 𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑲 someone would do something illegal considering the fact that all law enforcement aren’t fully awake yet………this is what you would call a golden hour.”
— 𝐆𝐎𝐃𝐒 chose to give me multiple t͟r͟e͟a͟s͟u͟r͟e͟s͟. I don't know, I just know that it was hard to use each one at first, but as time went on, I grew accustomed to utilizing all seven of them.
They’re like separate limbs now.”
𝑊𝑜𝑤. . . . .at first he was amazed by the orbs of pure light; their illuminating brightness was beautiful, and the way they danced around her was stunning. But his attention soon moved elsewhere———he proceeded to think about what she said.
“Hmmmmm………—
"Oh! I do appreciate your attempt at teaching. It's usually not problematic for me. But there are moments that those skills feel...temperamental... like one moment the light feel so...light and other times..."
Lifting her fingers as the gentle light orbs surrounded her-
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“This may sound wrong and something I really shouldn't say out loud, but I am a 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐘 man. I refuse to settle for one thing when I can have multiple———not a very heroic thing to say, I know, but that's just who I am.
And that may be the reason why the—