Are You Afraid of the Darksoul? [Part 1, CLOSED]

[birthmural]

Daimon was taking his dog for a walk in the city. The young puppy had grown, although he was still small. He hadn't taken well to Daimon's disappearance during the Fairplay mission. To be perfectly honest, the feeling was mutual.

For now, Daimon let the pup wander off as some scent caught its interest. He was standing there, clad only in the bottom half of a plantsuit. The inverted pentacle birthmark on his chest, the symbol of his unholy heritage, plain for all to see.

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[birthmural]

Daimon was not so willing to drop the conversation. "Enough! You will do nothing. You have caused enough damage. I cannot permit you to do any more. I give you one last chance before I report you. I do not have the time to deal with your willful ignorance."

[killsfengshui.livejournal.com]

"I've got over a decade of experience playing with these things, and I've seen a lot worse than your darksoul." She shakes her head. "You wanna go report me to security? Go ahead. I'm gonna be too busy cleaning up your mess to really play nicely with them, though."