PM to join I know how you feel (Mazal)

[Xeona]

40th of Fall

The fog. Sometimes you love it, sometimes you hate it, and sometimes you are just so busy that you won't even notice it's there. Or you're like Xeona, and just use it to your opportunity. He was standing materialised in an alleyway, just watching the crowd walking by, with no reaction to anything the people walking by said or done. Eventually, if someone looked in his eyes, he would follow the person with his eyes, adding creepiness to his already creepy actions.

He didn't really have a good reason to do this, really. He was just bored, and the jokes were his natural element. Creepy or not, he always had a good time making and executing them. He had never asked himself why, though. He wasn't always this bored, but he still found joy in a good joke or prank. It was something involved in a natural day for him, and he liked it.

A few chimes passed, but Xeona didn't get tired of doing what he was doing. He was so up in what he was doing, that he ignored the presence he felt behind him. It was like someone was sneaking up on him...

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[Mazal]

It happened to be one of those moments when Maxal was lost in thought. Bare hands red as blood within the palm and span of the insides of her fingers, she stared at then as she walked forward her mind was racing going over actions of a time long ago. She seemed to be swallowed whole by the past. The viper dwelled on this like some dark and gloomy cave a hermit would live in.

Happening by chance she continued to proceed forward, not lurking but more haphazardly bumbling around. She was on a clear path to knock into Xeona, or through him as Mazal was trying to figure it out in her head.

Over a hundred she was a quirky old bag of boned to most race standards. Of course Dhani could long past there potential

[Xeona]

Xeona's no-expressions policy was suddenly interrupted by being ran into from behind. The sudden spike of pain made him want to scream, but he managed to only let out a small whimper. "Nngh... Show some respect to the dead, would you?" He said that more in sudden pain than in rage or depression, he just needed to let it out. His tone said it more in a enraged tone, but that is not the case. It was enough to make her turn around, though.


"Gnnn... I'm sorry for that... But seriously, watch where you're going, will you? I doubt this will heal quickly..." He glanced at the woman that was now standing in front of him. A woman, probably a Dhani, judging from her eyes. She was pretty tall for a Dhani, or at least taller than all the other Dhani's he had met.

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