Brushing. Dressing. Walking. Tripping. Driving. Climbing. Alarm.
BOOM.
Running. Thinking. Freaking. Moving. Rushing. Falling. Bone Crunch.
DOOM.
Staring. Screaming. Dragging. Scraping. Burning. Aching. Teardrop.
RED.
Fading. Losing. Praying. Bruising. Scorching. Numbing. Blackout.
DEAD.
Lycoris Tai Kinn
Aria
Ifrita
Spirit Guide
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Both Aria and Lycoris sighed listening to the speech, having similar thoughts about it. No, they did not doubt his royal status, but it was evident his high horse needed its legs chopped off. Lycoris took her hand back and Aria chuckled a bit. "I find it rather interesting that you cannot stand one thing to be said of him, but when he spews insults at her, it's perfectly fine. Oh, and this world weakens all our abilities. Since we are of the spirit realm, we are considered what are 'ghosts' here. Spirits of the dead. These spirits usually don't carry much power." Lycoris sighed again. Did they do ANY research on where they were going before they came here? "If you knew anything about what was going on in our world, just as a prince should, you know that our once massive library was burnt to the ground years ago in war." She didn't like arguing with idiots, but this guy was a pain. A royal pain, to be exact, despite how corny that joke attempt was. "You're not the only one with an important dad. Alot of people here have high rising family. And luxury is no measure of one's honors. The only honor you have is the honor of having your head so far up your lazy a**, I could roll you down the bridge, your spine being bent as so." Three weeks here and she did learn some new words. Nothing was in vain. War brought in alot of money. If Lycoris so chose, she could live pretty well off. But she chose to have money go where it was needed; city repair, military funding, etc. She was the daughter to Ifrit Leader/General Rukai Kinn, but it seemed that Azibo didn't realize it. And no way would she mention it. Not right now at least. "Look. I need to stop making assumptions. So do you. How about we hold our debate off for a bit, as it's apparent you need someone who ACTUALLY believes your ramble." Lycoris extended her hand once again, a smirk on her face. This might be a glorious friendship if he so chose. Nothing about the war or financial gain. Of course, if he so chose.
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Why Fear Death?