That's my life, nothing is sacred
For Phoebe
Samuel Wordsworth
Book maker/seller

Age: 35 | Height: 5' 5" | Race: Ascended | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds
Level: 10 - Strg: 28 - Dext: 25 - Endr: 27 - Luck: 25 - Int: 1
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Samuel
As Phoebe opened the door, Sam did not at first notice any difference in her. After all, everyone in the town was rather sallow and depressed at the moment, especially after the terrors of Fiat Lux; he was no exception, even with his preserved Ascended looks. It was only when she spoke and he heard the tone of her voice that he became aware something may have been wrong.

He blinked, wondering if she was taking offence against him due to her role as a Guardian, but he could not feel any hostility behind her words. Just exhaustion, which he could certainly understand.

"Hello Phoebe. Ah...could we speak inside? It's a little personal." Sam did not want to talk of this out in the streets. After Ronin had taken to demolition work, he and his spouse had hardly been a popular topic of conversation among the people of Sanctuary. Lowly, Sam leaned forward and added: "...It's about Remi."
Part of being alive is wishing that you weren't sometimes
as your brain forces you to breathe
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That's my life, nothing is sacred - by Samuel - 01-16-2020, 10:16 PM
RE: That's my life, nothing is sacred - by Phoebe - 01-20-2020, 04:11 PM
RE: That's my life, nothing is sacred - by Samuel - 01-20-2020, 06:44 PM
RE: That's my life, nothing is sacred - by Phoebe - 01-20-2020, 08:07 PM
RE: That's my life, nothing is sacred - by Samuel - 01-21-2020, 06:34 PM

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