#masked--demon

My muse had fallen unconscious in a deadly situation, yours has been kind enough to carry them to safety. send me a ☠ for their reaction to waking up in your character’s arms. || masked--demon

Life is strange he had to admit it. That is if this was really life or not.He could feel his blood seep away the more he breathed. It was becoming difficult to heave his chest without each inch of his body feeling like it’d tear into bits. It was pitiful to him, but he did give it his all. He was just...hoping it was enough.

What would become of him now he wondered?

Who was carrying him?Strong arms lifted him and footsteps of armor clanked. It took a lot of energy to even figure out the identity. He suppose it wouldn’t matter. He felt he was near death. And yet a part of him feels oddly comforted. He placed his head against the other’s chest, almost listening for this person’s soul. The heart beat.

He grinned weakly. Yes, he believed he knew who this was. So familiar. Almost looking into a mirror. 

“My new future, hm...?” He murmured, wishing he could scratch his cheek. He laughed weakly at Deathmask, smiling so genuinely, “I can’t be that fucked up now can I? Ah...but how can I hate you now?”

masked--demon

Aldebaran pegava-se constantemente desejando ser uma mosquinha, só para saber o quão louco era o Cavaleiro de Câncer quando visto de perto, afinal, era assim que todos os descreviam: louco; desvairado; problemático, no mínimo. Infelizmente as regras do Santuário eram rígidas, e mesmo depois de tantos anos, ele não sabia como burlá-las sem sentir-se mal. Ouvia rumores, e tais rumores atiçavam sua curiosidade a  ponto de fazê-lo querer ter a audácia de sair de sua Casa sem ter recebido ordens, ao menos uma vez na vida.

- Não sei quem é esse tal Câncer, mas seja quem for, gostaria que um dia tivesse a insubordinação de descer até aqui e me fazer uma visitinha. - Pensou alto, permitindo que as palavras saíssem em um tom mais para si mesmo do que para qualquer presença ao seu redor. - Afinal... Se ele é tão rebelde a ponto de fazer só o que quer, por que não descer um pouco mais as escadarias? Não faria mal conhecer um companheiro de guerra.

Send me ☤ and my Muse will tend to a small injury that yours has. 

My muse had fallen unconcious in a deadly situation, yours has been kind enough to carry them to safety. Send me a ☠ for their reaction to waking up in your character’s arms.

;ooc damn i would tap dance that ass (????)

"Bem, no caso de um cavaleiro de ATHENA, uma das "deusas" nessa briga… Sim, eu tenho a porra do dever de me meter."