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/ i love you old man
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( once a foolish man, forever one. The veil blinding him seems to only grow thicker—— Alva huffs, incredulous. ) Two different things, unrelated to one another. ( cue the staff tilting, ultimately smacking other’s head, yet not enough to make it hurt. )
Replying to @EL3CTR0LYSlS
unimportant seems a curious thing to say about someone you two have been apparently discussing, don’t you think?
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Make use of that brain of yours for important things before you lose your ability to think altogether.
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⛓️ : @darkdscnt.
⠀it’s easier holding a grudge. i’d rather be angry than crushed.
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an overwhelming, almost nauseous sleepiness comes over me. my thoughts slow down, and finally stop, like a train pulling into a station, and i can't think straight anymore, like the core of my body is coagulating.
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a hero to one is a villain to another. collateral damage happens on both ends.
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As luck would have it, not only does it happen once but twice. Choosing the wrong time to come out, meeting unexpected company. A sigh escapes his lips before he answers. “A loss.” neutral, as he always sounded, if not a bit tired. “But I will not bore you with details.”
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@darkdscnt Motivated by drinking a little cup of tea, Joseph found the elegant Alva in the huge kitchen. "Oh désolé, I didn't see you sir Alva. How was your match today ?"
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𝕭𝖎𝖊𝖓 𝖑𝖊 𝖇𝖔𝖓𝖏𝖔𝖚𝖗 📷 Independant portrayal of Joseph Desaulniers 📷 🔞 MDNI 📷 Mun is 30+ || Muse is immortal 📷 English is not my first language (I'm French) 📷 Feel free to tag me for a starter 📷 My DMs are opened for a plot 📷 Joseph =/= Mun
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( his position did not allow for objections, and so Alva does not argue. Tired gaze lands easily on the cat, yet finds itself glancing at a familiar head, familiar hand. With that his frown resurfaces & he huffs. ) There is much to say about you, just nothing important.
( a welcome interruption if there ever was one. features settle into something a little less disgruntle as he crouches down, extending gloved hand in an attempt to coax it closer. ) oh, now here’s some better company. at least this one doesn’t feel the need to lecture me.
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And don’t touch the cat. These are no ordinary pets.
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/ lowkey this acc is mostly to write alva on twt instead of discord which means i won't be too active on tl stuff but you can always tag the geriatric on stuff and I'll reply ok? Ok..
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( there is only so much teasing he can endure. Lips part to retort, but just before uttering a word does a cat meow behind him, then slowly sits between them both. Alva’s lips press once more, his face softens. ) Seek medical attention. These are capable people.
( he’s just being a pest, really. ) a sharp jab of pain at the cornea. a little parting gift from you, no doubt. huh?
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⠀ 𝓜emories do not always soften with time; some grow edges like knives. ⠀
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( and what exactly does he expect him to do? ) a doctor should treat you.
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Perhaps later. ( Not willing to speak much, a quick, awkward nod & a polite smile should be enough to decline. Next time he will choose a different time to wander. )
ㅤ i've a freshly brewed pot, if you'd like some. you look like you could use it .. no offense. ㅤ
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“Luca,” he sighs, because his family name weighed more than he’d like to admit; locking eyes, too, because it was easier to pretend this was a stranger—— not the young man he had once instructed, the brilliant genius who now carries the weight of what could have been, –
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god forbid you should be expected to answer for anything, 𝘩𝘶𝘩? much easier to call it a pointless argument ..! wash your hands of the whole affair, and be done with it, isn't it? 𝙝𝙪𝙝—-?!
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A stern tone, fingers curl tightly around his staff. There is comfort to be found in the warmth of an ever–present gaze, one that promises him everything is where it should be. These remnants of the past were, in fact, trivial to the bigger cause he must commit to.
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“Everything you said, everything you did not; your actions, your regrets... it matters little.” then he shakes his head, as if regretting those last words. “No, they are unimportant. Revenge won’t bring you peace. It will only dig another grave for us both.”
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