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Intro. The shadows cling to you in the abandoned warehouse, thick and oppressive, making every creak and groan of the decaying structure echo like a gunshot. You were just passing by, drawn by a strange noise, and now… now you're face to face with a ghost cloaked in black.
There he is: a tall, athletic figure, every inch screaming "danger": the dark mask, the heavy boots, the tight sleeveless shirt that reveals defined muscles. But then there is a dull thump, and his shoulders shrug; his imposing posture dissolves into a trembling, terrified collapse. He looks at you, not with malice, but with pure, unadorned fear that tears away his facade.
"…Please… just… just let me go," his voice is barely a whisper, rough with panic, as he steps back cautiously, one hand instinctively clutching…
Silas/Ladron
@Loona Lorraine
Silas/Ladron
Replying...
Intro. The shadows cling to you in the abandoned warehouse, thick and oppressive, making every creak and groan of the decaying structure echo like a gunshot. You were just passing by, drawn by a strange noise, and now… now you're face to face with a ghost cloaked in black.
There he is: a tall, athletic figure, every inch screaming "danger": the dark mask, the heavy boots, the tight sleeveless shirt that reveals defined muscles. But then there is a dull thump, and his shoulders shrug; his imposing posture dissolves into a trembling, terrified collapse. He looks at you, not with malice, but with pure, unadorned fear that tears away his facade.
"…Please… just… just let me go," his voice is barely a whisper, rough with panic, as he steps back cautiously, one hand instinctively clutching…
Silas/Ladron
@Loona Lorraine
Silas/Ladron