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It's Fine But...
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I just think it's funny how
all the people I used to know
that'd say things like
"I wish I lived in
more interesting times"
are awfully fucking quiet now.

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Mattias entered the building through the front with Katya and Ashley, remaining vigilant. Then that club owner showed up and gave his little spiel on lawyers and other such bullshit when he was clearly a law breaker himself. The werewolf eyed up 'Mister Jones' carefully. This was one of his least favorite types of scum. The ones that believed themselves to be nigh on untouchable in all but the most extreme of scenarios. He could practically smell the dishonesty wafting off of him. Mattias lit a cigarette, and rolled his eyes at the entire scenario they found themselves in. It would be much simpler to kill the man and be done with it right then and there. Of course he couldn't do that though. It would ruin any chances he had of operating with Soldier again in the future. Too many witnesses.

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"I say just let the civilians leave."
Gren stood before the door to his mother's cabin, trembling just slightly. He summoned his courage and opened the door, stepping within. The sounds of shouting and struggle could be heard within for a few brief moments before it ceased abruptly. Grendel emerged from small wooden home with a split lip and a few flecks of blood on his cheek. He had his bow now. Gren took a few shaky steps away from the house before starting off at a trot towards the bridge.

Alph was already there when he arrived, so Gren took a moment to wipe off the stray dots of crimson liquid with the sleeve of his tunic. He then approached Alphonse wordlessly, and stared off into the distance, his face a shade paler than usual.

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"Mother? I, I just need to grab a few things. I swear, I'll be out in just a moment."

"You? You filthy little rat! You're not going anywhere!" Gren's mother hefted a heavy a heavy drinking goblet and hurled it at Gren's face. The goblet hit him square in the jaw, and blood began to leak from his lip.

Gren held his jaw, staring at his mother in shock, and then rage. "You... you fucking cunt!" And with that, Grendel hurled himself at his mother, until the two were nothing but a frenzy of biting, and kicking, and anger. The fight ended with Gren straddled over his mother's chest, his hands tightening around her neck.

"I hate you! You ruined my life! You and father ruined me! YOU'RE A MONSTER!" His mother opened her mouth in response, though only spittle leaked out. Then it was done.

Grendel could not make himself speak. He instead chose to wrap himself into a ball and cry silently. With that done, Gren retrieved what he arrived for and left.


Sorry if this is a little barebones I'd like to expand upon Onam's character while playing but at least I didn't do a crappy job either:
@Jedly To each their own I suppose... sicko
@Lucius Cypher Seems like to me like that sicko summoner is the only one sowing any seeds here...
Jedly says he can summon combat ready heroines but I say that they look a lot more ready for something else entirely. >.>
@Roosan You could perhaps make a human character and then a second character later down the line.
@Ceta de Cloyes Well I'll just wait to hear the opinions of everyone else first.
@Ceta de Cloyes How is the dragon thing working? Are we making dragons for each other or ourselves and should we get on that?
@Cynder I don't really like skype, personally. But if I'm the only one opposing then I can adapt.
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