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You can run but you can't hide from your own cursed shadow! (or Thimble!)
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Shadows aren't supposed to rifle thru papers!!
She did not give a FUCK when that nail was burning Thjazi's sweet little hands 😂
I think I have an idea for how Julien can lift his Thjazi curse
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"You're her little pet, right?? I've seen how you deal with her enemies, and thought it would be merciful for me to make myself known." The creature grins wide as he stalks the hall full of shadows, he's standing in front of Vincent, his form tall and thin, much like a tree would.
"Do you think she'd be mad at me when I scar you?" The claw hands shown as a warning as it gleamed against the moonlight. It's inching closer to the man's face, as if he'd take a swipe at them.
"Cause I wanna see you write in pain and her face furious with anger."
(Shadow @ Vincent)
The usual shades he wore were able to hide his steady gaze, there was rage in those silver eyes of his. Anger resembling that of a frozen tundra, biting, cold, and ruthless. It was not his first time dealing with the supernatural, oh no, he was itching to meet this creature and see what it was capable of.
How much can he try to bring it pain?
And there he was, mocking and taunting, the fucker really loved to talk. Calmly, not paying too much attention to the sharp claws he reaches for something that was hanging on his back. He brings out a strong, silver bat, doused in holy water and whatnot. It will sting it for sure, Vincent merely smirks at it. "You talk too much ...." with that said he simply swings his bat at the creature's face.
Oh, he's gonna enjoy this......
