it started in the hayloft a-creaking (o)
Nate Wrenzaok
the Lone (Free) Ranger
"Doctor" / Guildmaster

Age: 37 | Height: 6'1" | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds
Level: 10 - Strg: 55 - Dext: 45 - Endr: 50 - Luck: 46 - Int: 1
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#10
- NATE -
i'm shaking, salvation
i'm flying faster and faster and i...
Old man? What a fucking brat. Try as he might to stop them, Nate’s brows pull together, the only indication of his irritation thus far. It’s such a childish thing to retort to that he just manages to hold his tongue, to keep from making a bet that one of them will look much better in fifteen years.

”Nah,” Nate shakes his head, grinning wide enough to show off sharp fangs, ”I’ve got all the time in the world.” Immortal wasn’t quite the same as invulnerable, no matter how it could seem, but it was true enough that time alone would never touch him, never end for him. The whole train of thought has an extra edge entering his voice, the corners of his lips curling into a sneer instead of a grin.
i was the darkness and you were the light
tear it apart and then we supercollide


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RE: it started in the hayloft a-creaking (o) - by Nate - 12-19-2020, 08:31 AM

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