𝓞𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓶 𝓘 𝓶𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓸 . . .
𝓞𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓶 𝓘 𝓶𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓸 . . .
*ᴍᴜɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴜꜱᴇ ᴀʀᴇ 18+
*ɪɴᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴘᴏʀᴛʀᴀʏᴀʟ
*ꜱʜɪᴘꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴄʜᴇᴍɪꜱᴛʀʏ
*(ɴ)ꜱꜰᴡ (ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʟᴇᴡᴅ ɪꜱ *ꜱᴛʀɪᴄᴛʟʏ* ꜰᴏʀ ᴅᴍꜱ ᴏɴʟʏ)
*ᴍᴜɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴜꜱᴇ ᴀʀᴇ 18+
*ɪɴᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴘᴏʀᴛʀᴀʏᴀʟ
*ꜱʜɪᴘꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴄʜᴇᴍɪꜱᴛʀʏ
*(ɴ)ꜱꜰᴡ (ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʟᴇᴡᴅ ɪꜱ *ꜱᴛʀɪᴄᴛʟʏ* ꜰᴏʀ ᴅᴍꜱ ᴏɴʟʏ)
"it was my first time getting hit, so i should be fine," she replied, flexing her fingers and lifting her ax again.
she nodded to him, hoping --
"That's a big if! Patch yourself up while I keep this faker busy!"
He'd curl up into a ball, revving up a-
"it was my first time getting hit, so i should be fine," she replied, flexing her fingers and lifting her ax again.
she nodded to him, hoping --
douchebag has been stuck here for a while, and she became numb to the horrors after the first trial. she was normally used to the sight from her former occupation either way.
❪ A faint smile. Espio knows for a fact that this way of thinking didn’t come overnight, it may have taken years. There are survivors out here, most likely trapped like she is. ❫
〝 I appreciate your assistance. 〞
⠀
"if others can get out, that is all that matters."
douchebag has been stuck here for a while, and she became numb to the horrors after the first trial. she was normally used to the sight from her former occupation either way.