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Who: Walter and Tiir
Where: Somewhereover the rainbow in the forest
When: Late morning
Style: Either
Status: Closed
[If it isn't one thing, it's the other. Peace doesn't seem commonplace within the city and, quite frankly, Walter finds the "murder" not worth making such a huge commotion over. It's not like he really cared to begin with.
And though there's no worry of being recognized for what he is, he prefers to be alone. The forest is expansive enough for that. However, the sound of another pair of footsteps nearby dictates that the day for that is not today. If he's aware, then, surely, so is the other of his presence. Before long, they cross paths.
Black hair and black clothes . . . ]
Where: Somewhere
When: Late morning
Style: Either
Status: Closed
[If it isn't one thing, it's the other. Peace doesn't seem commonplace within the city and, quite frankly, Walter finds the "murder" not worth making such a huge commotion over. It's not like he really cared to begin with.
And though there's no worry of being recognized for what he is, he prefers to be alone. The forest is expansive enough for that. However, the sound of another pair of footsteps nearby dictates that the day for that is not today. If he's aware, then, surely, so is the other of his presence. Before long, they cross paths.
Black hair and black clothes . . . ]
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[With everything to account for, manners tend to be put on the backburner.]
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You truly are a fool, aren't you?
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So what if he is?]