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The Silent Cementery was a location eternally succumbed into darkness and silence, just as its name suggested. Spread through the ground, sllightly covered by the lush vegetation that nobody had bothered to cut in years. A large amount of the tombstones did not have the name of the person because of whom they were placed there engraved on their stone surface, except for a few gravestones that carried the names of Legendary Mages, who had managed to do something relevant in Fiore's history, be it good or bad. In many ways, the Silent Cementery was a place that awfully resembled the Savage Skull guildhall, where the silence, the eternal feeling of being alone, and the darkness were the three things that had surrounded it ever since its very foundation and construction. Making their way through the bushes and grass could be seen a pair of tall, metallic boots, kicking the vegetation away from her way, ocassionally summoning forth a weapon out of thin air, cutting it. The owner of the booths, was a thin, fragile-looking girl with raven black hair that fell on her shoulders and back as a veil of darkness. Her greyish-blue eyes were focused on what awaited before her, her hands carrying a spherical flask, careful not to drop it. Inside the flask could be seen a creature, if it could even be called that. It was more like a gas, floating around, although it had taken the appearance of a miniature dragon, spreading its wings in boredom and annoyment.
Okay, Midget, you won, you killed me. Could you please release my soul now? I would like to spend the eternity peacefully, and not in the hands of my killer, y'know. A voice came from the flask, sounding clear and loud enough for the girl at least to hear it, its tone irritated. The raven haired girl, whom the dragon had called Midget, didn't even bother in turning to look at the creature in the flask. Ignoring it, the girl sighed and continued her way, kicking a random beast from her way, her eye not even twitching. Stop ignoring me! Geez, who could have known that inside the body of such a petite and innocent-looking girl hid such a monster.
Appearances tend to lie, Sanguinis. The girl muttered, a smile spreading on her lips as she sat on a random tombstone, sighing in exhaustion. Ugh, fighting and walking big distances in the same day is horrid. Passing a hand through her hair while she held the flask with only her left hand, the girl sighed and took her hand down to her waist, taking her shirt up in order to contemplate a claw-like wound on her right waist. She had managed to stop by a doctor and get the haemorrhage stopped, but it still hurt like hell. A scar was going to remain there for the rest of her life, that was for sure. Heh. Got you good there. The dragon inside the flask laughed, pointing at the wound with his claws. So what are you planning to do with my poor soul, Midget? Torture it for an eternity? Make me see hell?
Finally turning towards the dragon with a wide grin, the girl, Janneline Ariel, Pillar of Dancing Blades in Savage Skull, poked the flask with her crimson nails, an eerie feeling surrounding her. I'm planning to introduce your soul in my body, San, and become the Sanguine Dragon. Her grin widened as she kept staring at the Blood Dragon. Better prepare, because us two will coexist in my body, until my very death.
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Okay, Midget, you won, you killed me. Could you please release my soul now? I would like to spend the eternity peacefully, and not in the hands of my killer, y'know. A voice came from the flask, sounding clear and loud enough for the girl at least to hear it, its tone irritated. The raven haired girl, whom the dragon had called Midget, didn't even bother in turning to look at the creature in the flask. Ignoring it, the girl sighed and continued her way, kicking a random beast from her way, her eye not even twitching. Stop ignoring me! Geez, who could have known that inside the body of such a petite and innocent-looking girl hid such a monster.
Appearances tend to lie, Sanguinis. The girl muttered, a smile spreading on her lips as she sat on a random tombstone, sighing in exhaustion. Ugh, fighting and walking big distances in the same day is horrid. Passing a hand through her hair while she held the flask with only her left hand, the girl sighed and took her hand down to her waist, taking her shirt up in order to contemplate a claw-like wound on her right waist. She had managed to stop by a doctor and get the haemorrhage stopped, but it still hurt like hell. A scar was going to remain there for the rest of her life, that was for sure. Heh. Got you good there. The dragon inside the flask laughed, pointing at the wound with his claws. So what are you planning to do with my poor soul, Midget? Torture it for an eternity? Make me see hell?
Finally turning towards the dragon with a wide grin, the girl, Janneline Ariel, Pillar of Dancing Blades in Savage Skull, poked the flask with her crimson nails, an eerie feeling surrounding her. I'm planning to introduce your soul in my body, San, and become the Sanguine Dragon. Her grin widened as she kept staring at the Blood Dragon. Better prepare, because us two will coexist in my body, until my very death.
600/250
1/30
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