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George: George struggled to catch his breath as he hid his face in his hands. His feet felt like they had been turned into metal and couldn’t move while his shoulders shook. Ariv: “Because you look good without your shirt,” Ariv stated with a shrug and a smirk. “Why else?” |
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Lucas/red: he pulled at his hair, tugged at his shirt . He didn't anything to cause pain to himself. It felt better then what he was feeling on the inside.
Alastor: his face was pretty much a tomato red. "Shut up!!" He got up and looked around for his shirt. |
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George: George took a few deep breaths. “I’m gonna go apologize and and everything will be… be… be better and I’ll get the answers I need,” George whispered to himself as he took one more big inhale. George just hoped it would be the answer he wanted as selfish as that might seem. Ariv: Ariv chuckled loudly, a happy expression across his face. “Alright alright,” Ariv sighed, “I’ll be nice and not tease you… For now…~” |
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Helllooooooo everyone!!! :3 |
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Lucas/red: he screamed into his pillow sobbing and crying as his body shook. He had already pulled a few clumps of hair out, he could barely breathe as he was sure he'd cracked a rib at some point. Alastor: he picked up his shirt and slipped it on not saying another word to him. The scales on his back looked different then they had before, they stuck out more. Almost looking like ones on the back of a spiky lizard, all the way down his spine. They poked out of his shirt. |
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George: George walked up the steps and to Lucas’s door. His heart sank entirely. He couldn’t do this. Lucas probably hated him. George had only been screaming at him and getting frustrated with him the whole day. No. He needed to do this. “Hey Lucas…?” George mumbled after knocking on the door, his voice horse and filled with guilt. “Can we talk? For real this time.” Ariv: “That’s… odd…,” Ariv noted as he saw a glimpse of Alastor’s scales. “May I please get a closer look at the back of your neck?” |
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How are you doing today As? :3 |
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Lucas/red: he winced as he heard the knock at the door. For a moment he panicked looking around the room that he'd messed up entirely. Even his most prized space ship figure was broken. He took a deep breath before walking up to the door. He wiped his tears away and cracked the door open a bit. "I-it's okay.. I-i understand w-why you d-don't want t-t-to be with me."
Alastor: he turned to look at Ariv tilting his head with confusion. "Huh...? Sure..? I guess?" He walked over with curiosity in his eyes. He wiped his nose on a cloth and tried to stop the bleeding. |
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Fall Month: 1 
Night 
Hurricane Moon: 
