[i]A man walks the halls of the Avalon, his armor different but similar to some. No one had seen him for months. Xeno was back[/i]
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[spoiler]im back[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Did you take that pic from my HTB character?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]no I took it from my Trace RP character. What's HTB[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Honour through bloodshed[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]no, I don't play that RP. Do you want me to change Pic?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]No im fine with it, i was just wondering[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]ok[/spoiler]
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Snow walks with a cap down to his eyes, eyeing the man.
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[i]he sees and stops him[/i] [b]What[/b]
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[b]Nothing. Just.... You look..... Familiar.[/b]
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[i]He Dematerializes his mask[/i] [b]Hey Snow, it's been a while[/b]
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Snow squints his eyes. [b]I can't remember you. Tell me so I can know.[/b] [spoiler]I legit don't remember where we met.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I get it, it was a long time ago[/spoiler] [i]He hands you a throwing knife[/i] [spoiler]He threw this at you. Of course it missed[/spoiler]
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Snow looks at it. He begins to have flashbacks of the past. [b]I...I can't piece it out.. It's there in my mind..[/b]
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[i]He materializes his helmet and begins to walk away[/i] [b]Its fine, it's been a long time. You'll remember eventually[/b]
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Snow runs up to the man. [b]Wait, where are you going?[/b]
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[b]Looking around. I havnt been here and it's changed[/b]
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[b]Why haven't you been here?[/b]
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[b]I had to take care of something[/b]
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[b]john approaches, wearing Lucas's old mask[/b]
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[i]He sees him and stops him[/i] [b]Hey Lucas, what's happening[/b] [spoiler]Oooooo fight time[/spoiler]
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[b]he remains silent, he takes off the mask and slowly reaches into his pocket, pulling out the knife blade you gave Luke and hands it back to you[/b]
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[i]He stops, you can tell he's surprised under the metal armor[/i] [b]Wh-what?[/b]
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"He's... Gone."
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[i]He grabs the knife and holds it in his left hand. He lifts you by the collar and outs the knife to your neck[/i] [b]What did you do?![/b]
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"He was murdered by a demon... Not me. Killing me will only doom our race, friend, just another skin hung over FNs shoulder" [b]his hand gravitates toward his pocket, another wisp, a young child, sees the exchange and nearly cries[/b]