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[RP] Disgaea - Presence of Favoritism
Frenchfry:
Cedric tipped his hat, revealing for a moment his Evil Eye, the inherent trait that makes Gunners so accurate.
"Welcome to the Netherworld, Angel. Name's Cedric. Out'a curiosity, what do you plan on doing now? You don't know how to get back to Celestia, do you?"
Monzta:
I get surprised by our little group starting to form. I lock eyes with Alora, and listen to her little conversation with Cedric to gather as much information as I can.
Frenchfry:
Cedric snapped back and forth between looking at the Angel and the Ninja.
"Really, guys? I have a goddamn sword going through my heart! Can I at least get an astounded gasp?"
Sora:
Someone's hurt! Only 4HP remain! My senses alert me, but his aura was... enojoying it. I sighed, knowing much to well, who is the only person around to hurt himself for fun. Sheesh, every time I come across that guy, he has his old, rusty sword sticking out of him.
I make my towards him, and suddenly stop in my tracks. Angel! Despite my blind eyes, her aura was like a spark in middle of deep darkness. The celestial girl didn't seem to be offensive, rather confused. I managed to overhear some of their conversation, before I got to the group.
"Hey, masohistic gunner! Having fun again are we?" I complained.
But's my duty to heal anoyne that suffered damage, no matter if they liked it. "Stay still, you don't want to lose your remaining HP before I pull this rusty thing out of you." Casting a healing spell, I slowly pull the sword out, wound closing up. Finally, I stand there, before the mad gunner with the cheap weapon in my hands, his wound closed, but his clothes still covered in blood.
Turning my attention back to this 'lost celestian', I examine her aura carefully. Tch, Angel auras are annoying above all. It makes it harder to accuretly indentify other deamons around. Like having a flashlight shine in your eyes while trying to see something in the darknes.
LeoReborn:
"Since I can't remember What Celestia is like, I'm not sure if I wanna go back... and I Know you have a sword going through your heart! It's really sickening me!."
Then a healer walked up to us, and pulled the sword out, healing as she did so.
"Thank you, Healer. That was really starting to make me uneasy."
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