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[OPEN] Sunglasses, One-liners, and a Thirst for JUSTICE

Mesec the Nightwind Posts: 476
World's Edge Glazier atk: 5.5 | def: 9 | dam: 5
Stallion :: Tribrid :: 16.3hh :: 7 years old HP: 76 | Buff: NOVICE
Lucius :: Royal Zephyr :: Roc & Lyra :: Common Kitsune :: Dreams Sarah
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get up, get out, get away from these liars
'cause they don't get your soul
or your fire



Mesec had watched as the crowd formed around them, focused upon the death that lay before them. No longer was this a charge placed on the shoulders of the four demi-gods, but all of Helovia. Surely with everyone working together, working towards the same goal, they would find out what happened before there was another death. He remained still as his mother spat out her scorn for the concern showed by the general population but his heart soared. How likely was it that any of them knew this pegasus? But they still took on the charge laid on them by the Gods to seek out the murderer.

Some spoke and others didn’t but the general consensus seemed to be that they were all going to try and find out what happened. Was one of them the murderer? Or was there a new monster, a new creature, that was out on the loose in Helovia?

There were too many questions building up and they weren’t going to be going anywhere anytime soon.

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After saying goodbye to his mother, the charming Goddess that she was, he had returned to the Veins for a proper-ish reunion with Roskuld but now he was back. Now he had to get back on track with the task that had just been handed out to all of Helovia. Find the murderer.

Like everyone else, he hoped, he was having trouble figuring out just where to start. Everyone with black hair was a suspect but that did not exactly narrow it down. He had black hair, a good number of his friends had black hair – that bay pegasus had black hair. Maybe his mother had been right.

No, he would at least try. He could start with the pegasus, an unfamiliar mare. Maybe she wasn’t the murderer but she was someone that he could talk to. “Hello there, I’m Mesec.” A pause, he really did not know how to start this conversation. Maybe she noticed him standing with his mother but maybe not. It didn’t really matter. “Did you…” Okay he wasn’t going to ask if she killed the mare but once those first two words were out he realized that it really sounded like that was what he was going to ask. Maybe he should try again. Accusing everyone with black hair of murder wasn’t exactly going to be the best method.

“Pretty terrible, isn’t it?”


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RE: Sunglasses, One-liners, and a Thirst for JUSTICE - by Mesec - 11-08-2014, 02:12 PM

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