Grimoire’s Return. discussion
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Marcus follows her, then smoothly, goes to take his shirt off. IIt was hot, and he didn't want to sweat as he took this girl down.
Marcus grabs his daggers, thinks about it, then throws them away. "Are you ready?" He asked her.
Marcus smiled. He charged at her. With a slide to the side, he crouched down and turned, with a kick to Mya's legs.
Marcus grunts, and stands back up. He jumps. "She can fight." He charged again. This time, he swept left, making Mya veer to the left. With a roar, he went to the right, and delivered a swift kick to her side. Her knees buckled.
Marcus coughs, then wrenches her fist away from him. The girl cries out. He stumbles back, then feels his nose. He's bleeding.
She made him BLEED.
He looks at her and chuckles. "That's further than most, I'll give you that."
She made him BLEED.
He looks at her and chuckles. "That's further than most, I'll give you that."
Marcus paused, and looked at the girl. "Are you making a joke? I'm surprised. She can make jokes as well!" He leans in. "You should be a Venandi. You can fight."
Marcus tilts his head. "Okay, then. Come to us, when you can admit you were charmed by me." He tosses his shirt over his shoulder and struts away.
SeaWing Queen, Tsunami's twin (NEW BIO! READ IT!) wrote: ""Charmed? Ha more like replused." Sel grins then blows a mock kiss before vanishing into thin air ((Yeah we need this ship to work XD. ooh, how about he was the patient she was going to and she did..."
he could go, and like, check on her bc of injuries?
he could go, and like, check on her bc of injuries?
SeaWing Queen, Tsunami's twin (NEW BIO! READ IT!) wrote: "Hm, sure! And that's where he realizes her real name and they kiss blah blah blah?"
yes!
yes!
SeaWing Queen, Tsunami's twin (NEW BIO! READ IT!) wrote: "@Dorian Waterfall maybe?"
i could create a hospital?
i could create a hospital?
Remy walked in the meadows, touched the buds of the nearby flowers. He smiled to himself. The meadows were so beautiful in this time of day.

Remy smiled, at the small family playing nearby in the meadows. He made his way over to them, considerable speaking, looking at the dad, he assumed, with interest.
The dad was hot.
Very hot.
“Hot day, isn’t it?” He called.
The dad was hot.
Very hot.
“Hot day, isn’t it?” He called.

Remy smiled, at the boy and girl. He called out louder. “Hot day, isn’t it?” He stepped closer to the family, and looked at the man. The two kids; a girl and a boy, girl holding a shoe and a mask, all looked up.


Remy raised his eyebrows. “Well that was certainly quick. How do you know I’m not here to hurt you? Or kidnap you? You can’t just be open to every stranger.” He smiled at the girl. “What’s your name?”

Remy glanced between the two people. He found himself speechless. “Wow. That’s.. thats...” He cleared his throat. “These are some interesting children you have here, sir...?”

Remy nodded. “So...they aren’t your children then. You do realize you still don’t know my name, right? It’s Remy.” He says down in the grass.

Remy nodded. “That’s a nice name as well. Pierce. Sounds Greek. Are you from Greece?” He looked at the man, who wasn’t facing him.



Willow Voronin was not having a good day.
Not a good day at all.
She’d nearly been caught three times, the price on her head had doubled, and honestly, she wanted to crawl into the core of the earth and implode.
She shredded a hand through her hair, a loud sigh escaping her lips despite having just narrowly escaped the crowd in the town square that she was sure to bump into a Venandi in. But, thankfully, her quick wits had kept her alive and her acting skills were as sharp as ever.
Not a good day at all.
She’d nearly been caught three times, the price on her head had doubled, and honestly, she wanted to crawl into the core of the earth and implode.
She shredded a hand through her hair, a loud sigh escaping her lips despite having just narrowly escaped the crowd in the town square that she was sure to bump into a Venandi in. But, thankfully, her quick wits had kept her alive and her acting skills were as sharp as ever.

Willow, more commonly known as the Krow, or Will, saw a girl. She was pretty, actually.
“Hello.” She said, just loud enough for the girl to be able to hear her over the wind.
“Hello.” She said, just loud enough for the girl to be able to hear her over the wind.

Will came down from the hill she’d stood upon, standing in front of the girl now.
“You sound unsure. I’m Willow.” She wouldn’t say the Krow, obviously. That’s what was on the wanted posters.
“You sound unsure. I’m Willow.” She wouldn’t say the Krow, obviously. That’s what was on the wanted posters.