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   â The odd helmet (or mask?) obscuring the strangerâs face (presuming they even had one) certainly doesnât help Margaretha in gauging his reaction to her signaling. Did he see her? Does he understand what sheâs saying? Will he keep still? Itâs at this moment that the young woman wishes she could read the strangerâs mind, if only to quell her own anxiousness and worries.
   Fortunately, it seems that some of what she has signaled has reached the other, as evidenced by his silent response. For a moment in her terror, the dancer squints slightly at the stranger in attempts to decipher the meaning behind his movements. Does he.. Want to come to where she is? Well, that had been her plan all along; to guide him to safety, butâŚ
   âWait!â
   Shooting up both of her hands in a âstopâ motion, Margarethaâs hazel optics widen for a moment as her gaze locks onto the monster nearby the other. While it hasnât turned around, it has promptly stopped within its tracks⌠Which, frankly, worries the young woman. Watching it closely, she leaves her hands up for the time being in hopes that the stranger will abide by her caution.
   After a few moments, however, the monster begins to walk along once more, causing the dancer to shoot a look back over at the stranger. While she places an index finger over her lips in order to sign for the other to be quiet, she uses her other hand to make the motion for him to quickly come over to her side.
   âQuick, quick! Be quiet!â
For a wild moment Simon teeters on the edge of pushing forward into a dead sprint. After all, he was fast. He had outrun or outsnuck every monster that had tried to take a bite out of him. One more could surely be evaded, and he did not stop to consider the chance that these monsters might be a touch faster or smarter then the ones back home.Â
His boot catches on the floor as he began step forward, stopped only by sight of her out held hands. Shit! Thrusting a hand out he hit his shoulder on the wall and hunched over whilst biting back a grunt of pain.Â
Dimly he notices that the footsteps had stilled, leaving only the hollow, unspoken fear that the monster knew he was there. Simon reached up and pressed a hand to the bottom of his faceplate as if it would stifle his panicked gasps.
Then, miraculously, the shuffling started again, slow and steady and moving distinctly away. Still hunched over, Simon saw her frantic motioning with a quiet signal and lurched forward this time picking up his feet while he sprinted across the open space. Light on his feet, Simon jogged a few feet past the mystery woman to slow to a stop and looked back over his shoulder to flash her a thumbs up. Of course he had no intention of leaving her behind and waited for her to lead the way considering heâd just been about to walk into an ambush.
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haemoneironâ:
A fairly normal reaction, honestly. She gives him a moment to process whatever nerves he might have.
âI suppose you could say that, itâs the easiest conclusion to work with at least.â
For easier than explaining the full extent of things, especially when she hadnât even been asked. âThereâs strange things out there, though many are hard to see.â How aware she was of uttering a possibly cryptic statement was impossible to discern from her flat features as she glanced down at the pad in her hands.
âExcellent, thank you. Payment will be in Dust. Could I have your name? Please follow me onto the bus when youâre ready.â
Still readjusting to vampires being a real, physical thing, Simon nodded at her words even as they suggested there might be more to it then âsucks blood, burns in sunlightâ angle. Asking out on the street would be rude though he curiosity burned bright as the blue WAU nodes on his suit.
Stupidly, he wondered if she was gonna bite his neck to extract the blood then did a minor shake of the head to clear those thoughts. Itâd be way too unsanitary.
âSure. My nameâs Simon, Simon Jarrett.â He hesitated to clamber onto the bus but followed her in the end. Sheâd given him no reason to distrust and if he really, really had to, he could knock aside a petite woman to get to the door.

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beyond-useâ:
âOh, I see. Erâ in that case, perhaps the Stars have done you a favor by bringing you back? In any case, I do hope that your readjustment to living here again is going smoothly.â
âWeâve had a few rather difficult ones lately. Some sort of outside organization attacked the island a while ago, and if they hadnât been so willing to kill us all, I think many residents would have partnered with them against the Stars. Itâs possible the Stars realized that rebellion isnât necessarily as impossible as it seems.â
Itâs difficult to tell whether this person is mechanical or organic (or perhaps a mixture of both?), but his exterior seems more than capable of protecting fragile circuitry and vulnerable organic tissue alike. In short, it seems as though he could handle himself well on these mysterious islands or on a boat between them, he simply lacks interest in doing so.Â
At least this new experiment wonât end up hurting him if he gets accidentally transported out of the city.
âI havenât decided yet. Water and sand arenât particularly good for my frameâ they both have a way of getting into even the smallest of transformation seams, unfortunatelyâ but⌠well, one of the worst parts about being imprisoned in Spirale is the fact that weâll have eventually seen and done everything that the city has to offer. I think I might visit Nommin just for the change of scenery. If youâre in need of any company, I certainly wouldnât mind going with you, although Iâm a bit of a novice when it comes to âroughing it.ââ
âThat sounds awful.â It really did. Isola had always been fraught with absurd or even downright terrifying events, that was nothing new. For there to be some sort of in faction fighting... Well, he didnât even know how to process that. Mostly, he felt nervous. Simon sucks in a breath and tries to keep a lid on it, folding his arms across his chest.
(Later he would wonder from where outside this organization had come from, having failed to formulate the question in the moment).
At mention of company he brightens, shoulders relaxing and arms dropping to his side.Â
âMy nature know how is pretty rusty and mostly for humans. It....might be hard to make a shelter for a, um, guy your height but not impossible.â Granted, the lean-to-shelters he had built as a kid had only been for overnight camping in the backyard with sleeping bags and an electric wind up lamp. They still very much counted or so he told himself. âOh, âscuse me. Forgot to introduce myself. My nameâs Simon Jarrett.âÂ
Automatically he stuck out a hand to the robot, waiting for a returning introduction.
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   â She had been weaving her way throughout the outer portion of the island, carefully making her way into its inner workings. While Margaretha has been extremely quiet and cautious thus far, she has also been on high alert as she keeps exploring this place. The brunette is aware of where she needs to go (or rather, go to next in hopes of finding some degree of safety) thanks to a ruined map encountered on her journey, however, getting there proves to be very difficult.
   ⌠And dangerous.Â
   So as she begins to sneak her way into the building on the island by way of a broken wall, she canât help but turn around to make sure no one catches her off guard. When she does turn around, however, she catches sight of a very strange person (or so she thinks? Itâs hard to tell), also trying to quietly make their way around the islandâŚÂ
   Along with a monster skulking around the corner where the stranger is about to turn. Eyes widening for a moment, Margaretha realizes she could very easily simply leave the stranger to perish and run away in the on-coming scuffle⌠But of course, thatâs simply not within her nature to do so. Instead, she very quietly attempts to get the strangerâs attention by waving her arms around, making sure she is unseen by the monster from her current position (she has a giant pile of rubble to thank for that, she realizes).
   âPlease, donât moveâŚ!â she attempts to mouth her words, soon making a âxâ with her arms to try and convey what she means to the other.
Goddamn. Simon had meant to hit the ticket for that tropical island, its name eluding him in the midst of sneaking through a dingy and monster ridden island, but instead had chosen the worst possible destination.
Figures.
So far it hadnât been too bad what with his well honed ability to run away from shuffling monsters who ambled around at a snailâs pace. Half didnât seem interested in him which he guesses to be a side effect of the suit (hurray!) but the rest honed in on him even when they lacked anything resembling a human face (boo!).
Pushing his way past a scraggy bush that had managed to gain a foothold in a crumbling, stone wall, Simonâs eyes caught movement. He starts, hard, back slamming against the wall with a muffled âaugh!â until realizing itâs a human waving her arms around. Â
â-!â Simonâs exclamation dies in his throat, arm half raised in an aborted greeting. Why... Why was she making an X with her arms? He froze, more out of instinct then recognition for her warning and strained to listen and- There. The dragging of feet and some sort of gurgling breathing just ahead and around the corner. Muscles locking, he fights to look at the woman and make a vague gesture where he hurriedly taps his chest and then points to her position.
Maybe he can make it...?
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WHAT KIND OF LIAR ARE YOU?
DENIAL.
you don't want anyone to get into trouble, or believe that something that has gone terribly, horribly wrong, so you lie. you might not even know that you're lying; you may be just lying to yourself, feeding yourself what seem like truths to make you and others around feel better. we'll be okay. everything is fine. we won't get in trouble. even when the world is falling apart around you, you find a way to look away from the truth so you can breathe easier.
beyond-useâ:
âOh? You were here before? I believe Iâve met a few other residents in your same situation; Iâm deeply sorry that you find yourself stuck in the city a second time.â
âThis is certainly the most Iâve ever seen of them. Itâs interesting that theyâre allowing us to observe them like thisâ they even offered their names this time. I wonder if theyâre trying to reach out, or be more personable?â Perhaps after seeing so many residents side with NULL during the last âevent,â the Stars are attempting now to humanize themselves and endear themselves to their captives? Or maybe they simply share that basic desire thatâs so very common among sentient lifeforms: the desire to be seen and understood.
âIâm not quite sure I understand the reference. But I agreeâ perhaps some of us could use it as a kind of⌠vacation? Do you think youâll go explore there?â
âThanks?â The blatant sympathy has the same tone as the condolences he received after people learned about his brain bleed. Coming from this guy (robot?), it sounds genuine however. âTo be honest Isola is tons better then where I, uh, come from. Even with all,â he waved his hand at his phone, indicating the virtual tickets on screen, âall this.â
Simon is still trying to wrap his mind about the existence of these so called Stars, wondering if they were always there pulling the strings. And what the hell was a NULL? Staring off into the middle distance, he jolts at the question, optics flicking back to Rung. âWhat? Sorry, I donât, I wasnât here for the last event.â Where had he been? The question wonât leave his mind. He forces it down to answer this robotâs question, tapping his face plate.
âNot sure. I donât really like the ocean anymore and I havenât been hunting or camping in an even longer time. Might be fun if you have someone to go with.â Simon stares at the robot and wonders if heâll rust from all the salt water. âAre you going?â

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⎠: â FIGHTING HABITS. âŤ
Bold what consistently applies. Italicize situational, not always. Cross out what definitely never applies.
DOES YOUR MUSE, WHILE FIGHTING âŚ
fight honorably / fight dirty / prefer close-quarters / prefer range / chat during / go silent / low pain tolerance / high pain tolerance / attack in bursts / attack steadily / go for the kill / aim to disarm / fight defensively / strike first / provoke easily / provoke their opponent / tease / get visibly frustrated / shout while attacking / use strategy / focus on their battle / experience conflicting thoughts during battle / rush in recklessly / try to read their opponent before fighting / fight wildly / fight calmly / apathetically / fight with anger / fight with excitement /  fight because they have to / fight because they want to / fight without regard to wounds / run away when wounded / hide wounds / take a blow to protect another / prefer a blade / prefer a gun / prefer a bow / prefer a shield / prefer a spear / prefer a personalized weapon / prefer magic or spells / prefer brawling / their greatest weakness is physical / their greatest weakness is mental / their greatest weakness is emotional / transform for battle / fight as they appear / rely on strength / rely on speed / use everything they have / hide their full potential / exhaust quickly / high stamina / doubt their strength / proceed with caution / behave arrogantly / brag after landing a hit / belittle their abilities / use psychological tactics / use brute strength / avoid civilians / strike down civilians / damage surroundings / avoid damaging surroundings / signature fighting style / making it up as they go / mastered skillset / learning their skillset / fancy footwork / sloppy footwork / messy fighter / elegant fighter / accept defeat / refuse defeat / beg for mercy / compliment their opponent / insult their opponent / use unnecessary movements / move efficiently / barely move / prefer to dodge / prefer to block / defend their blindside / has no blindside / use all available advantages / strictly use one main method / play around / hold back / fight ruthlessly / show mercy / wait for opponent to be ready / strike when opponent isnât ready / fear death / fear pain / fear killing / has PTSD / avoids fighting / has lost a fight / has won a fight / has killed / refuses to kill / wants to die standing / would succumb slowly
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âDoss Isle sounds almost pleasant, actually.â
ââŚif you trust the Stars to keep their word and bring us back, of course.â
âIs that what theyâre called? They didnât have names or faces when I was here last time...â Kind of a dumb title in his humble opinion.
âThere are worst places to be stuck on then a deserted island. Probably pretty nice and quiet so long as you donât go crazy like in Cast Away.â
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âAh. Hm.â
Yeah heâs just gonna. Hit the home button on his phone. Heâs had his fill of exciting adventures.
haemoneironâ:
âA first time for everything. It wouldnât be much, and only a small sample to begin with.â It was a very human gesture, she thought when he tapped on the glass in the interim between words. But at this point it was no surprise to see the most humanity from those you might not expect to.
âNo, itâs going to me. Itâs something of a dietary requirement.â No use not being honest.
He... He couldnât have heard that correctly. For her?
Doing a double take at this silver haired women who couldnât, now that he looked, been more than 20 and had a literally starry look to her eyes. Now, the list of strange things Simon had been exposed to had grown quite a bit so his brain only mildly balks at the obvious conclusion.
âSo youâre, what, a vampire?â Voice cracking high in a nervous laugh, Simon unconsciously scratches his neck. He doesnât see any fangs but thatâs no reassurance; vampires can retract them, at least in some movies. âNot the weirdest thing Iâve seen,â he concludes with a more controlled laugh. âYeah, sure, go ahead and take my blood. Vampires might as well be real at this point.â

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âOh now, I donât think thatâs true at all dear. Personally I think youâre the most fascinating person Iâve seen here today, if you donât mind me saying.â
She tried her best to give a warm, welcoming smile, and her best was well practised. A brush was lifted near the canvas but she paused.Â
âOf course, I wonât if youâre not willing. But like I said I can pay you for your time IâŚâ She paused and then glanced at her phone. âWell, it wonât take too long regardless.â
âSo, what do you say? If you tell me some of your interests I can try to include a little something in the background perhaps.â
Fascinating was a polite way to describe his appearance and he, well, it made him feel a bit better to be honest. âOk, if it wonât take too long. My nameâs Simon, by the way.â Stupid as it was her compliment convinced him to stay, arms scrambling for some manner of refined pose only to fall to his side with a dejected flop.Â
âHaha, I feel like Iâm in one of those weird foreign film movies except, well, Isola isnât really a vacation.â He raises a hand to rub the back of his head before remembering he was being drawn and lowers it just as quickly. Still he fidgets, boots shuffling in the dirt and rubbing his thumb in circles at the base of his index finger. âI... I like space. Not the math stuff. Mostly just the, the concept. Um.â
God he hoped he wasnât boring her. His nonexistent tongue felt heavy in his mouth, red lights of his eyes pinning while he took back control of his nerves. âI also like action movies and mystery novels. Not sure how youâd draw that but, youâre the artist not me.â
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