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So it's been awhile. A long while. A bloody long while.
Make that a few years for the sniper (to be specific, around five years and a few months), and a few months for the sorceress. How could one tell? Why, just look at him. The white streaks seemed to have spread around and about his head now, his hair was chopped off, leaving it at, instead of his hip's length, just below his shoulders (and he had a messy ponytail, with bangs infront). To the sniper, the woman hasn't even aged a day. She still had those beautiful purple eyes, long violet hair he liked to mess with, and--ah, if he would describe it more, someone might punch him.
Both physically and mentally. He wondered how she was, and he wondered who the fuck the woman that Celine mentioned awhile ago. It just made him laugh to himself, really, but he was damn curious. Remember, there was a time difference, and a lot of things could happen after a few years--or a few months, in her case. He wasn't worried, though. He couldn't be!
He still lacked a heart, after all.
"Hey, Celine?"
[ ooc; log locked to Celine. Bite me. ]
Make that a few years for the sniper (to be specific, around five years and a few months), and a few months for the sorceress. How could one tell? Why, just look at him. The white streaks seemed to have spread around and about his head now, his hair was chopped off, leaving it at, instead of his hip's length, just below his shoulders (and he had a messy ponytail, with bangs infront). To the sniper, the woman hasn't even aged a day. She still had those beautiful purple eyes, long violet hair he liked to mess with, and--ah, if he would describe it more, someone might punch him.
Both physically and mentally. He wondered how she was, and he wondered who the fuck the woman that Celine mentioned awhile ago. It just made him laugh to himself, really, but he was damn curious. Remember, there was a time difference, and a lot of things could happen after a few years--or a few months, in her case. He wasn't worried, though. He couldn't be!
He still lacked a heart, after all.
"Hey, Celine?"
[ ooc; log locked to Celine. Bite me. ]