Welcome to The Duality of Man, an original animanga role-play that features numerous supernatural creatures. Unfortunately, these various species have distanced themselves because of the war that occurred thousands of years ago, plaguing some with eyes that only see their dualism. While others meddle themself with their differences, two groups fight, each attempting to eliminate the other in for their definition of worldly peace. These two groups of the Terror Response Syndicate (TRS) and the Assembly of Phantoms (AP). With individuals fighting merely over their differences, it brings uncertainty to the outcome of this war.
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Summer 2022
Heat has broken through into a glorious summer. The snow has entirely dried through the spring, leaving to the brilliance of the warmer months. Terror activity has risen as people are brought out of their homes, leaving the TRS in a position of consistent work. Each are attempting to maintain victory in the endless struggle for power.
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Silent prayers regarding being adequate company echoed through Liam's head as he stood in Wynonna's presence. People rarely expressed disdain for the conversations they held with him, however, the grey-haired man would get himself wrapped within his thoughts. However, Liam's insecurity muttered menacing words into the atmosphere of his mind, always informing him how kindness would prevent them from expressing those dislikes. Thus, his lips pressed together and his toes anxiously curled in the pits of his shoes whenever they remained stationary.
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Inner mind pep talks accomplished limited to maintain a sense of calm inside Liam as he interacted with the young girl. Though, his hopes of offering mutual experiences were hastily dashed with a single sentence. The white-haired girl was not a morning person, meaning her likelihood of experiencing the dancing of sunlight with waves was slim. While the grey-haired teen hardly considered himself a morning person, everybody possessed a varying definition of the morning. Nonetheless, he felt awkward as he fended off a frown from breaching his expression.
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"O-oh, I see," he responded, nervousness leaking in.
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The introductions arrived eventually, the names freshly exchanged between the two parties. Despite the passing of an alternate conversation, everything returned to the previous. The grey-haired young man's green eyes widened when Wynonna mentioned going to take a look. Hastily, he nodded at the younger girl, his mood improving upon the mentioning of viewing the sunrise.
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"I promise it's worth it! It looks really pretty... kinda like the scenes in those romance movies... um, if you've ever seen one," Liam commented. "Sorry if that's a weird description..."
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Nervously, he scratched the back of his head, eyes gazing wayward for a moment. His responsibility as a cherubim resulted in him watching plenty of romantic movies. He enjoyed occasionally indulging in the perfection displayed in the classic tropes. Furthermore, the manner they framed the shots always made the scenes breathtaking, however, nothing could truly compare to the reality he viewed on occasion.
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The mention of never witnessing waves dancing with sunlight, at least, from his understanding brought a surprise to Liam's dull green eyes. Memories of nature playing together over the vast ocean entered his mind, the breath-taking beauty of it all. He remembered the excited manner he bounded up the hill near the old lighthouse. Yet, those precious moments he enjoyed were things the young girl had not experienced. In Liam's opinion, it was among the beauties of Lorsette as a location. Each place had their special things and the ocean waves dancing with a rising sun.
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The cherubim nodded slowly at the young girl's words with the astonishment proceeding to play in those green hues. He hoped the stranger would receive the opportunity to witness the pleasantness of the waves. His memories played in his mind on a repeated loop without much prompting. The awkwardness around him dampened his willingness to suggest the idea, however, he wanted to for the young girl's sake. Nervously, Liam's hands twitched, playing between one another as he rang them and allowed his fingers to twitch; he needed to say something.
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"W-well... it's a good view so I recommend it," Liam mumbled with a slightly fragile voice.
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Growing comfortable in conversation was a gradual process for Liam. The anxieties of failures still pressed down on his shoulders, hefty and suffocating. He wished to improve his socializing capabilities, however, that required accomplishing the action itself. However, they appeared to be getting into a state of comfort between them, albeit, only somewhat. Despite their interaction, Liam still contained a sense of trepidation, but he hoped to manage. The mention of her name made him realize they never exchanged monikers.
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"O-oh... Mine is Liam... Ah, I can't believe I forgot to give you my name," the grey-haired boy mumbled.
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The situation made him feel awkward as he shuffled between his feet. The simple action of introductions was forgotten, a tradition older than time. An inaudible sigh left his lips, stifled by a stern reminder not to make the situation weird. If he accomplished that, then he would be toast! There was a chance he would be left behind and everything that motivated him abandoned because of his stupidity.
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Quietly, Liam was praying his social skills would allow him to weather the storm of conversation. Always a shy, young boy, Liam lacked the social backbone many developed for the purpose of exhibiting confidence in socializing. The prep talks occurring within his mind failed to grant him the elusive self-assurance in social interactions. Thus, Liam planned on leaching on whatever could be provided in the short discussions. Anything workable to extend the conversation with minimal incident was the goal arching over the cherubim's head.
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Nervousness coursed through his body, hidden forcefully by the stiffening of his posture. Confusion exhibited itself in the cherubim's light green hues as he tilted his head slightly to the side. The young girl's accidental words summoned puzzlement to the grey-haired teen. Any embarrassment was not picked up by Liam as he remained suffocated in his confusion, wondering if perhaps he picked the incorrect topic. The cherubim desperately required something to cling to, a topic they could speak about without leaving him in the deep end.
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As the girl began explaining the differences, Liam shuffled in his stance. The trepidation was bothersome, the anxiety from it prompting him to shift about in hopes of surviving. The explanation was simplistic, consisting of the pair possessing a minor difference. It was nothing related to the quality of water or anything, but rather, the fact seas branched off from the ocean, acting as a small portion. Quietly, the cherubim nodded, taking care to avoid interrupting the young girl, almost as though it would condemn him further into social inability.
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"I see, it sounds interesting," his voice was soft and levelled. "I've only seen the ocean here... and that's about it... I've seen the sun rise of the waves..."
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There was nothing interesting in seeing Lorsette's ocean-side view when compared to someone who viewed multiple. As delightful as Lorsette was, it appeared the young girl bore witness to the world's wonders at a young age. Thus, Liam was uncertain if he would be intriguing enough to maintain any shreds of her attention.
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Social circumstances were difficult for Liam, although, the young man could regularly hold his own. While his shyness manifested difficulties with particular aspects, the grey-haired student possessed the smallest shreds of conversation capability. Inside the cherubim's head was a perpetual pep talk, every word a reassurance as Liam prayed for any social grace. He sucked in a deep breath, holding it in his lungs to allow for a calming moment. He was determined to survive the social situation and make reasonable conversation; especially given his wishes to assure the white-haired girl's safety.
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The young girl confirmed his suspicions about her enjoying the nature around her. Briefly, Liam's eyes followed the treeline, holding a wary curiosity within his green eyes. While he enjoyed the surroundings of nature, the young man understood the treacherous dangers lurking through the trees. Creatures only capable of processing bloodlust rather than anything else. He heard about terrors from booming news reports and words exchanged between adults. Fortunately, the lakeside reserved safety as others enjoyed themselves at a distance.
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Quietly, Liam wandered alongside her, fingers twitching with subtle anxiety. He truly wished he could accomplish further conversation while assuring the girl's safety. Alas, should something run out of the woodwork, what could he do? He hoped nothing arrived at the worse conclusion. At the mention of the air, Liam merely nodded, somewhat uncertain on how to add to the comment. The fresh air was a relaxing creation, something to ease any tensions and bring contentment to one's lungs. Though, shortly the young girl added to her comment.
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"The sea?" His soft voice left his lips with a hint of whimsy. "I have never seen a sea before... Is it different than the ocean?"
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There was curiosity sparkling in Liam's dull green eyes. Though, his shyness kept the cherubim a quiet teen. His tone remained soft, yet, it narrowly gained a subtle enthusiasm. The world beyond Lorsette was a curious notion, however, Liam was frightened to venture beyond. Travelling could hardly be considered his forte, and Liam preferred the steadiness of his life within the city.
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The world was a twisted place with Zeredah's campaign for world domination. From an initiative set by teachers, Liam was educated about the Assembly of Phantoms and Terror Response Syndicate; furthermore, their formation was a historic event. News stories and misfortunes easily rifled through Liam's mind. The motivation for his impromptu decision to walk alongside the girl to assure her safety. Though, the shy, anxious cherubim was undoubtedly one to quaver under the actions of frightful terror. Nonetheless, the worries he held for others fueled him ahead.
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Hesitance existed in the girl's acceptance of his presence. Though his awkward grin failed to waver beneath her blue eyes, Liam's thoughts possessed doubts. Was he intruding? Perhaps overstepping those invisible boundaries by sheer accident under the belief he could at least assure she would be alright? Despite the concerns eating away at him, the grey-haired teen merely gave a half-hearted grin and nodded. The smile possessed the opportunity to be discounted as social nerves hovering over his shoulders and gripping down.
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However, he mustered the ability to hesitantly follow behind her, yet, struggled to properly walk alongside the white-haired girl. A gentle, nervous 'mmm' escaped his closed lips as they moved forward, Liam's hand clasping together with fingers fidgeting.
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"So, uh... do you always come out here for nature?" The inquiry leaving his lips with minimal anxiety.
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The cherubim hoped a conversation could begin; a flowing one, rather than choppy, strained sentences. There would be sustenance to the walk, allowing for an even flow without hindrance... at least Liam optimistically hoped.
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Astonishment was hasty to flicker in Liam's eyes at the traits the young, white-haired girl stated there was no requirement for concern. A girl, younger than him, courageously spending time by her lonesome despite the terror presence in Lorsette. A teenager frightened about the world around him outshined in bravery by a girl younger than himself. Admittedly, the deeper regions of Liam's mind discovered embarrassment over the recently discovered notion. Depicted in a majority of entertainment works, the older member of a party was expected to be a mature, level-headed individual.
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However, it appeared the little girl was capable of bracing through fear, at least, based on the circumstances laid before him. Meanwhile, he would shake at the sheer thought of a terror parting through the bushes. A meagre pipsqueak would result in Liam screaming and quickly scurrying away. Across Liam's face was a mixture of concern with speckles of embarrassment painting the countenance. The young girl shortly afterwards claimed she could care for herself, leaving Liam to attempt a wavering smile of assurance.
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"O-oh," he murmured, scratching the back of his head.
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As the young girl thanked him, the cherubim displayed some relief. His hands still fidgeting together through the awkward conversation.
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"Um... maybe we could walk together for a bit? … I don't want you getting hurt. I-if that's okay!" The grey-haired man quietly suggested.
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While providing guidance home was out of the options, walking together would hopefully be acceptable. The action felt similar to a compromise. He would not drag her to her parental figures and he could discover easement of knowing she would be alright.
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Interacting with these types of people was always difficult for the young Liam Belmont. The cherubim were spineless in some regards, therefore, he failed to stand up against those who treated him rudely. Even though the light-haired stranger's intentions may have been innocent, he felt uncomfortable. Was there something wrong with despising horror? He prayed not! Those terrifying stories only worsened his evenings, keeping him awake and refusing to allow him to sleep. Should he watch them, he would fall behind in school!
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Waking up tired and slugging his way to school only to lose focus or fall asleep! It was a frightening thought! The cherubim was a goody-two-shoes and he wanted to maintain this trait. He was hoped the grey-eyed student would consider leaving him alone and cease the mocking laughter at his preferences. Romance and fantasy literature was among the greatest stories in Liam's opinion, therefore, he did not wish to release those! Alas, his hopes were answered when the student stated he would be heading back to class.
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The cherubim's green eyes widened, watching as the stranger left the shelved area. When the student left earshot, Liam released a soft sigh of relief. Afterwards, he searched for a book, discovered one and plucked it off the shelf. Once he signed it out, the cherubim left to return to class, hoping to avoid the student from prior.
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Duties of a boy nearing adulthood weighed heavily upon Liam's shoulder. Never had the cherubim been required to assist in a worrisome situation single-handedly. The self-consciousness accompanied by his innate anxieties towards new situations manifested difficulties in handling these situations. Breathes were forced to become slow in an attempt to soothe any nervous jitters from his unfamiliarity. He wanted to be helpful towards others, however, Liam always struggled because of his lack of courage.
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The young girl repeated his question, prompting Liam to nod in confirmation about his question. The location of the white-haired child's parents was crucial to assuring he could escort her back to their side; to safety! A frown creased the young girl's face, disheartening Liam as he watched. D-did he say something wrong?! The grey-haired cherubim glanced away, eyes locking with the shoreline. Unfortunately, this was a necessity considering the concerning circumstance being presented to him. Therefore, he was caged inside the awkwardness, praying things would proceed.
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Dirt murked the waters at the young girl's feet as she responded to his question. Her explanation was understandable, she lived nearby and thus decided to spend time at the lake. Alas, when the inquiry about his care was bounced at him the green-eyed student glanced up.
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"O-oh... I was um... concerned since it can be dangerous... because terrors," the student explained, mumbling.
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The awkwardness was suffocating him! The young girl lived nearby which explained everything, like why she arrived at the lake! Her home was close meaning her guardians would be capable of walking down to the lakeside to fetch the white-haired child when the time arrived! There would be no extensive escort to Lorsette, rather, a short walk down a woods path...
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265 words for @wynonna [break] It's all good! Those emotions are rough and real-life comes before role-play, so no need to even apologize!
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A conversation about regular topics was never considered Liam's strong suit. Notions of romance and saccharine devotions of love filled his head. Throughout his life, he was taught to assist people in learning how to connect with their destined partner. Meanwhile, casual word exchanges were further beyond his grasp of capability... Alas, there he was, hurrying after the young white-haired girl splashing down the lakeside. Was this endeavour foolish? Potentially, especially if the young girl proved to be beyond her world.
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When he caught up to the young girl, the cherubim spared moments to allow air to get captured into his lungs. He stood quietly, waiting for the mysterious girl to grant him an answer. The confused expression she wore was not detected by Liam as he finished catching breath. He straightened his posture, offering the young stranger a soft, bashful smile. Why could nobody else be in the direct vicinity to speak to the young girl? A minute of silence fell over the pair, Liam's gaze gradually moving down to the grass.
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The wind ruffled the grassy hairs of the earth and lapping waters, subtle enough to be hardly noticed. Then she spoke, bringing Liam's eyes to his face. Alas, when she inquired as to why he asked, Liam found himself awkward.
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"Uh... well... I was wondering where your parents are?" Liam nervously explained.
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He needed to learn the location of the young girl's parents in hopes of assisting with taking her home. The wilderness was dangerous with the possibility of lurking terrors. Therefore someone needed to do something, else, people would get hurt.
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#### words for @rowan [break] I'm sorry, my boy is shy. XD
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Engaging in an interaction with this student was a questionable choice... For several minutes, Liam discovered himself being laughed at for disliking the ever-so-popular horror genre. Some children entered the phase of enjoying ghost stories or chilling flicks about terrifying happenings. Meanwhile, Liam only found endless amounts of fright in those stories. A majority of the time, he found himself quaking in terror until the latest hours of the night. Those thoughts kept them away from the genre entirely, not to mention, the nightmares did too...
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If the boy planned on recommending scary stories, Liam was uncertain about what he would do to combat the situation. He wished to read saccharine romance or venturesome tales of fantasy. Fortunately, the light-haired boy agreed to no horror stories. An extensive sigh of relief breezed through Liam’s lips and his shoulders slumped in relaxation. The young cherubim genuinely hated reading anything associated with the horror genre. It heavily fixated on scaring people! The many trepidations he held by his heart always made him hesitant to even watch a second or read a word.
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His fellow student mentioned a lack of book suggestions and Liam merely provided a small nod. The stranger preferred a genre opposite to one of his... The sweet softness in romance books was something few boys enjoyed. Adults usually described them as rowdy and wild compared to the other genders available. Thus, Liam was neither surprised or bothered by not receiving hints on what he should read. Although, the awkwardness the cherubim possessed only led into silence as nervously stared at the tiles, uncertain what to say.
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After squeaking out his refusal to indulge in horror genre literature... the reaction he received was ill-favourable. Laughter erupted from his fellow student's lips at the answer provided by the meek-hearted cherubim. The grey-hair boy flinched, green locking gazes with the tiled floor, almost as though searching for support on the subject. Inside his chest, his heart quivered with fright over the upcoming judgement assumed to be shortly laid upon him. Did most students not fear the dark imagery featured in the horror genre?!
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The sheer concept of ghoulish creature crawling from a blackened tar pit of villainously minded creations. With those thoughts, Liam shivered in fright about the creepy creations of twisted minds. Trepidation lurked inside his soul as he refused to glance at the face of the stranger. An apology was given, however, any genuine emotion discounted because of the sheer amount of laughter that occurred prior. Perhaps he should have kept walking as opposed to waking up the random boy discovered snoozing amidst the library shelves.
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When the boy asked him if he was certain, Liam's eyes locking with the student's, wide-eyed and somewhat fearful. Immediately, he shook his head 'no' in a frantic movement.
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"N-no!" He squeaked, covering his mouth.
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The loudness of his voice was considered illegal in a library. He glanced away, being awkward because of his stupid mistake. The boy chuckled as he mentioned not wanting to scare him. Fortunately, the subject shifted to what his favoured genre of literature.
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"Um... romance and fantasy," he answered quietly.
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He prayed to Akari his favoured books would not be questioned or laughed at. Their relationship started off rocky and Liam was concerned about the situation.
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694 words for Liam Belmont [break] If your post cuts off the last bit of mine, that is fine!
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Solitude amidst the twisting roots and rough, bark back stand managed to be surprisingly comfortable for the young cherubim. Adjustments were made to his positioning until his bottom sat on a break between the winding roots. Above wind rustled branches, birds sang and swooped meanwhile the lake's waves rhythmically lapped against the drop of dirt and tree roots. The grass was long deceased from the over-hydration provided by the lake, making a dirt lip before land met water. Tiny minnows swam in the shallows, retreating should they be startled.
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The boy's knees raised to his chest, hand discovering the book hidden inside his satchel. The novel was rested on his thighs, narrowly high enough for people to spy the title should they carefully glance over the cover. Enveloped in the wondrous world of romance as everything began. A male lead finding himself charmed by the appearance of his childhood friend, somebody he separated from around the age of twelve. Now, they reunited during their final year of high school and an infatuation was discovered!
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A black-haired man, scrawny and bespectacled crushing hard on his former friend who transformed into a muscular, sports-loving fan. The starting resulted in heart flutters as the lead explained his relationship and positioning in the malicious life of the schoolyard jungle. A sweet-hearted nerd struggling with his sexuality while trying to survive school and the frightful world of puberty. In some regards, Liam sympathized with the main character, most specifically his struggles in romance and adamant unwillingness to accept his severe crush...
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As a cherubim, he refused to accept his soul connection with an individual named Robyn Perkins... Cherubims were forbidden to date their soulmates! A cultural violation inside the Belmont family. The grey-haired teen read further into the realm of words, engrossed by every sentence, heart fluttering. Splish, splash. Enticing descriptions of innocent romantic desires enthralling him entirely! Saccharine, however, magnificent for those who admired a cheesy romance novel. Undivided attention was provided until the sounds of odd water movements finally shook him to reality.
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A gentle 'huh' breathed through his lips, Liam's green eyes noticing a young girl with locks of long hair cascading down to her ankles. He watched her a moment, surprised by somebody who appeared slightly younger than him traversing the lakeside by her lonesome. She passed, feet splashing in the shallows of the lake, the girl seemingly content if he were to guess. The cherubim paused, sighing as he grabbed his bookmark and pushed it between the pages. His precious literature was shoved back into his satchel.
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Hastily, his fingers fumbled for the zipper. He wanted to catch up with the mysterious youngster and assure everything was alright! A moral action to assure nobody was in harm's way. Once his fingers clasped the metallic zipper, he closed his bag. In a swift moment, he pushed himself to his feet, jogging lightly, a hand waving.
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"Hey, wait a second!" He called from behind as he tried to close distance.
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With the number of immortals in existence, knowing her true age was impossible, however, should she be a kid wandering the wilderness Liam wanted to assure her safety. Worried parents were possible, especially given the current state of Lorsette and the world as a whole. The Assembly of Phantoms doused gasoline on the flames of concern and fright, leaving parents to pray their children would be safe throughout the hours of the day. Therefore, should it not become common courtesy to play the role of a benevolent citizen?
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It motivated the silver-haired teenager to play a good Samaritan. Somebody needed to and with a majority of people on the sandier portion of the lakeside, options were limited. As he caught up, he paused a moment to retrieve some oxygen, however, this was brief.
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"What are you doing all the way out here?" The teen inquired, hands clasping together at the center of his thighs.
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There were subtle hints of concern available in his dull, green eyes as he awaited an answer. Children held a tendency to wander away from their parents... The young, white-haired girl could have gotten lost exploring the gorgeous nature of Cattail Lake.
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