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Herman tugged her mask down just a bit leaning down he brushed his lips teasingly against hers pressing a chess piece into the palm of her hand. It was the white queen in all of her slim pale marble glory. Brushing his thumb against her lower lip he stepped away from her completely before heading to his office. It was going to be a long walk but giving her that single chess piece meant a lot too him. He knew she wasn’t ready for the dark queen yet- that would come with time.

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There’s curiosity in his eyes, uncertainty behind welcoming blues. He’s subconscious ; everyone was decorated in dark attire, easy to blend into their surrounds when the trials began. Ellis, dressed in none other than his signature yellow shirt, stuck out like a sore thumb. There was no changing it ( it was his one and only shirt ---- his favorite ), but, wonder still looms with the mechanic. 

Starter with Siebren in his Fable 3 verse, before his accident.

It was not every day that Siebren took the time to leave his workplace and put in the effort to visit Albion's mainland. This, however, was the seizing of a rare opportunity, to meet the father of the modern age, Ernest Faraday. There had been a great many stories of his work, and he'd had the pleasure of having a correspondence with him about seeing his newest creations in person. Who would pass up a chance such as that? The spectacle he had built Clockwork Island into was little more than an amusement park to the average visitor, but it held so much more. Such potential was wrapped up and showcased to thousands on this one island, all made possible by one man. If anything, it was a demo, a demo Siebren couldn't help but be more than a little excited to have a look behind the curtains of.

He'd known Professor Faraday and read his works and the news of his various achievements. He also knew the man to be one of the most inventive people in this kingdom. There would always be another idea popping into his mind, which he'd have to be sure to note down. He was an awfully sweet and a bit idealistic or even naive man, and he was brilliant, though a little busy at the moment.

With Faraday having run off to do whatever errands he'd hurriedly bumbled out as he left Siebren on his own, there was little choice other than stay put or snoop around his workshop. Thinking he was on his own and seeing no harm in doing exactly what he'd been invited to a little bit ahead of time and without guidance, Siebren naturally chose the latter. Thinking he was alone unfortunately also left him blinking in surprise when he ran into someone not soon after he'd begun to venture off. It was a petite someone, and he was certain his presence was just as much a surprise to her as hers had been to him.

He wasn't known among those he interacted with to be the most social man, but he at least had some manners. Once his surprise subsided, he gave a modest bow.

"My apologies. I didn't mean to surprise you."

After that, he offered out one hand, still in his light bow, but now meeting the woman's eyes. "Professor Faraday neglected to inform me that he had an assistant in today. I am Dr. De Kuiper. Pleased to meet you."

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Sleep Deprivation Sentence Starters

     ❝    Like a fifty-pound bag o’ shit. Damn, man.    ❞

Voice is strained, words hissed between his teeth. Fingers curl and grip at the torn fabric on his chest. There’s blood, painting his hands red. It hurt to move, but laying around on the cold asphalt was simply asking for more trouble ( they’ll be coming soon ). If Feng had arrived a minute later, the Hunter would have torn through flesh, ultimately ending the mechanic’s life short. 

Though difficult to see through the pain, his gaze finds itself landing on the fellow survivor. Brows furrowed through pain, while his body forces itself up. Note to self, never go alone.

     ❝     Thanks. I owe you.     ❞