The truth is hiding in your eyes [Closed, In Progress]
WHO: Ignis [flameofheart], The Corinthian "Arlecchino" [omnomeyeballs]
WHAT: Finding Arlecchino's placement for the list.
WHERE: The secluded docks.
WHEN: Dusk, Today? xO
Dusk had come around much sooner than Ignis expected.
It had been a quiet day for her, yet the time passed as hastily as ever. She hadn't even been scheduled to work today. Instead, the determined young woman had devoted much of her time to that particular list that she had compiled the day before. Many names were now crossed out, while new ones were added...despite some of the distaste exhibited by the others, Ignis truly believed that these names could be used in various ways, such as guidelines for the young. Hopefully, her peers would begin to appreciate the notion.
Who else was there to question?
Wait...
Bright violet optics glanced towards the room's only window, as a darkening red sky was vaguely shown.
That's right, it had become evening.
The sudden realization of the time had startled her, causing Ignis to snap her journal shut. Quickly grabbing her sheathed crimson katana and attaching it at the hip of her dress, the red-haired demon huntress left her "home", heading for the docks at a brisk pace. It was time to meet that "Arlecchino" fellow.
As she arrived at the destination, Ignis was quick to take note that it was indefinitely secluded. There had been a couple -at best- of fishermen that were straggling to sort out the day's catch, but they were yards away from where she stood.
And she continued to stand, waiting for the the one who referred to himself as a "Dream".
WHAT: Finding Arlecchino's placement for the list.
WHERE: The secluded docks.
WHEN: Dusk, Today? xO
Dusk had come around much sooner than Ignis expected.
It had been a quiet day for her, yet the time passed as hastily as ever. She hadn't even been scheduled to work today. Instead, the determined young woman had devoted much of her time to that particular list that she had compiled the day before. Many names were now crossed out, while new ones were added...despite some of the distaste exhibited by the others, Ignis truly believed that these names could be used in various ways, such as guidelines for the young. Hopefully, her peers would begin to appreciate the notion.
Who else was there to question?
Wait...
Bright violet optics glanced towards the room's only window, as a darkening red sky was vaguely shown.
That's right, it had become evening.
The sudden realization of the time had startled her, causing Ignis to snap her journal shut. Quickly grabbing her sheathed crimson katana and attaching it at the hip of her dress, the red-haired demon huntress left her "home", heading for the docks at a brisk pace. It was time to meet that "Arlecchino" fellow.
As she arrived at the destination, Ignis was quick to take note that it was indefinitely secluded. There had been a couple -at best- of fishermen that were straggling to sort out the day's catch, but they were yards away from where she stood.
And she continued to stand, waiting for the the one who referred to himself as a "Dream".