Avali

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ROSE

"THE FOOL!!!" the voice screeched in her head, causing her to put her head on the table. The voice slowly receded however, eventually fading into silence. True silence. Her steady breathing was all that could be heard from her, though her mind was still a frenzied panic. Why was he fading away? She couldn't handle the quiet , unable to be alone with her own thoughts.

However, the voice slowly faded back to its normal tone, whispering the usual give up and surrender.

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SERAPHINA

"I told you I was fine," Phina mutters, rubbing her head. Going into a hibernation state usually drained a ton of energy from her, on top of leaving a massive headache afterwards. The fatigue was getting to her, barely able to lift her own head up. "I really didnt need help. At all."

Dragons were raised to be proud beings, and this sense of pride was what kept her from thanking Harvey. She kept telling herself she could have handled it alone, waiting out the cold in her hibernation. Not once did it cross her mind to thank him.

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2 people responded at once...

Eep

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Adarla. Its super snowy or something.

On top of that, there's a civil war. go nuts.

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Mines going to be a dude. He's gonna be some crazy inquisitor who hunts down people who fight against the Adarlan crown.

do a dude. we dont have a lot of dudes

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Rose puts a hand up, waving away the potion. This was not okay... This was not okay...

"You're losing your grip weakling. Surrender, and save yourself the trouble of this pointless struggle..."

"No! I'm in control!" Her legs curled up, arms now wrapped around them. She was in control, she couldn't lose! "I'm in control..." she murmurs, repeating the phrase over and over. Maybe if she said it enough, she could truly believe it.

"Pathetic. I give it a month before I have enough to power to regain my rightful body. . . You are just stalling!"

"N-No!" Her voice was quiet, barely able to form her own words. Unknown to her, the god was merely toying with her. She was imagining the fact that she had lost control of herself.

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It wasn't meant to be an invitation, to put it the nicest way possible.

I'll just be looking out.

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I need a Co-Gm who is awake around when i am.

I can't watch everything. I miss a lot of stuff.

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this thread is going to hell.

^^;

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facepalm

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Rose didn't make eye contact with the man at all, content on staring at her boots. "I'm sure it is fantastic."

"Tear off his arm and shove it down his throat!!!!" Rose suddenly felt sick, her stomach tightening. She leans forward, looking ready to throw up.

She didn't even feel in control of the action. Her mind instantly went into a state of panic, eyes fluttering as she does so. Did the rogue god manage to increase his hold on her? Was she losing control?

"I-I need to go..." she mutters, before leaning over the bar table and promptly throwing up. Great first impression.