Nov 15, 2015
@oneheartlessceo I had a thought. Enderheartless clothes swap! I think Strife looks adorable. Krystal looks sassy. Also, those shirt looks p good on her.
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@oneheartlessceo I had a thought. Enderheartless clothes swap! I think Strife looks adorable. Krystal looks sassy. Also, those shirt looks p good on her.
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Strife frowned, thinking as he listened to Rythian talked. “I mean, that’s pretty weird. Not the weirdest, but fears don’t just appear out of nowhere.” He rubbed his jaw, trying to figure out a solution of some sort. “You said it started with the cacti in your chest? Can I see it?” Maybe the answer would be there.
Sighing, Rythian dropped his head back into his hands, embarrassed by how much this sudden fear was affecting him. Lifting his arm, he pointed shakily out of the tent towards his outside work area. “If you want to take a look be my guest, but I’m definitely not going out there.”
Strife scanned the desert, checking his crude map. He was given instructions to come here, but he couldn't see- Oh! There was Rythian's tent. He approached the area and looked around. Some abandoned potions under the canopy, and the tent flaps seemed closed in a hurry. He must be around. "Rythian?" He called out. "It's uh, Strife. Needed to ask for something." ~oneheartlessceo
Recognising the voice coming from outside, Rythian decided to brave letting Strife in. Emerging from the blankets he had wrapped around himself (which for some reason had made him feel safer than they really should given the abysmal defense blankets provide) he inched toward the door and shoved the chest out of the way just far enough to allow Strife access, before sticking his hand out of the door and waving him over, not daring to look outside. “Over here, quickly!” He hissed, before pulling his arm back into the safety of the tent, willing Strife to get a move on so he could barricade the door again.
You are my maker, I do as you say, don't I? ~oneheartlessceo
“Yes, that’s right” Xano replied, smiling at her new spawn. “And I’d say it’s time to find you your first victim, and get the taste of blood in your mouth. The first times always the best”.