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Ayano leans tiredly against the wall, remaining calm as she recites a norito for the deceased. Realistically, the perpetrator has likely already escaped in the minutes she spent here. - How did you open the door? - she asks the remaining patrol officers. - No matter how much I pushed, I couldn't get out.
— You... Maybe you paid the most, but remember: because of you, the entire Carnelian almost ended up spending a long time in walls just like these. Forgive me for my rudeness, leader. The Teacher told me to assess the threat of the minority to the majority. However, it seems Beata is quite level-headed, which means someone else is very eager to blame her. Does your hand hurt, Beata? We must be cautious, leader. Maybe Beata isn't to blame for our troubles by her own will, but someone might be watching us and waiting for a convenient mistake.
Clenching her lips, Keliandra continued to glare at Beata with a very displeased look.
Also, in a whisper. -- What horror... We will fulfill your request, but under no circumstances should there be any cuts or other wounds on the body.
- I will definitely try to be careful. And also... - she turns to Guion, - my face will definitely be in all the newspapers. And half of the sellers here are probably prudish. I appoint you as the head of procuring goodies for me. First order: find me new shoes. Size 37, narrow foot with a high instep. - You already have boots, - Guion didn't specify why the shoes were taken away. - That's for emergencies. It's hot in them and they don't look very presentable. - Okay... I'll look for them when I get paid. I'm just afraid we're short on money. - You'll figure something out.Sky
- Ew 🤢
- Yes. You never know who they lock up...
RHEUM! While I remembered - Beata hung a tapestry that gives + to home defense. It's not in her inventory! I'm too lazy to look for that post, but I definitely wrote it!
- Ugh 🤢 Can you tell me her name? Just so I don't accidentally start chatting with her
What are you guys laughing about? (He only interacts with decent usernames, so he doesn't pick up anything nasty 🙄 And besides, he just wants to act...
— You... Maybe you paid the most, but still, remember: because of you, the entire Carnelian was almost forced to spend a long time in such walls. Forgive me for my rudeness, leader. The Teacher told me to assess the threat of the minority to the majority. However, it seems that Beata is quite sane, which means someone else really wanted to accuse her. Your hand doesn't hurt, does it, Beata? We must be careful, leader. Maybe Beata is not to blame for our troubles, but someone may be watching us and waiting for a convenient mistake.
Clenching her lips, Keliandra continued to glare at Beata with a very displeased look.
- Because of me?! Giyon barely held back. - So, you think I'm to blame?! Blame for the fact that I was almost killed, that I was locked up here?! - Beata was about to cry. She didn't expect accusations from her own team. - Can I hit her? - Giyon asked. - You can give her a slap, I allow it. - I'll save that permission for later, - Giyon gritted his teeth, glaring at Keliandra with a hateful look.
REVENGE! While I remember – Beata hung a tapestry that gives + to home defense. It’s not in her inventory! I’m too lazy to look for that post, but I definitely wrote it!
While Beata was in prison, and all the members of Carneola went to visit her, Merel decides to inspect her room...
- Girls, there's no need to argue) because of me. None of us is to blame. Everyone was just doing their job. Instead of looking for the murderer, the guards are sleeping at the victim's house. Like the criminal always returns to the scene of the crime? Lol. Did they read too many detective novels?
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wants to at least perform a non-lifer scene on stage once in their life
This person works as a secretary for peanuts, and they consider them a "lifer"... well, well...
Kenshiro (1 OD) until chapter 4.
Klin (3 OD) until chapter 5.
Alaria (7 OD) until chapter 10. I will post them one by one...
Part 4, Banshee.
Banshees can foretell – "sense" – the approaching death of living beings. Using their unique ability, these sensitive, compassionate, and eternally sorrowful women reveal their dark, melancholic beauty to dying men. They help them leave life with a smile on their lips, without pain or suffering. But their role does not end there. Sometimes, in cases where a man pleases the banshee, she emits a heart-wrenching, melancholically beautiful cry, which preserves the soul of the deceased in his body and turns him into an undead, preserving in him the feeling of physical attraction. In this state, the man brought back to life is insane, and the banshee offers him her body as a sacrifice, as a result of which the man regains his sanity, but only for a short time. In order not to lose him again, he has to maintain physical contact with the banshee again and again.
- Girls, there's no need to argue) because of me. None of us is to blame. Everyone was just doing their job. Instead of looking for the murderer, the guards are sleeping at the victim's house. Like the criminal always returns to the scene of the crime? Lol. Did they read that in detective novels?
- I don't know where they read that, but I sincerely thought she was the murderer!
-- Never mind. Troubles happen, and it's pointless to start throwing accusations in such a situation, especially at your own people, and even more so when it looks so bad. When you visit a friend, you should encourage them, not the other way around. I was hoping that's what you came for, Miss Keliandra. So, the matter is closed. I support Mr. Raphael. Well then. Since we still have some time, let's talk about something else. (Like, we can have conversations on a free topic, role-play, or just chat off-screen).
Arandor
Happy Life
Just so I don't accidentally start chatting with her
Banshees can foretell – "sense" – the approaching death of living beings. Using their unique ability, these sensitive, compassionate, and eternally sorrowful women reveal their dark, melancholic beauty to dying men. They help them leave life with a smile on their lips, without pain or suffering. But their role does not end there. Sometimes, in cases where a man pleases the banshee, she emits a heart-wrenching, melancholically beautiful cry, which preserves the soul of the deceased in his body and turns him into an undead, preserving in him the feeling of physical attraction. In this state, the man brought back to life is insane, and the banshee offers him her body as a sacrifice, as a result of which the man regains his sanity, but only for a short time. In order not to lose him again, he has to maintain physical contact with the banshee again and again.