Characters:
demonicexile and
vatheonLocation: Central Plaza
Time: Evening
Style: Either!!
Status: So damn open
[He was in a god damn plaza, wasn't he? Places like this were supposed to be bustling with life, but no. Here he was, stalking all alone through the area, not calling for help or anything like that because seriously, he doesn't need it. Just walking, and kicking over baskets and other things.]
Where the hell am I? This is ridiculous.
[He's literally soaked from head to toe, pale white hair clings to his forehead, his long, denim jacket sticking to his skin instead of flowing behind him as he walks. His right arm, which normally glows a deep, blue hue flickers weakly in the night. Luckily Blue Rose and Red Queen avoided the water. If they hadn't, he would've completely lost it.]
I don't have time for any of this!!
[Speaking of Red Queen, he unsheathes his trusty sword and runs towards that giant piece of coral in the center. Anyone care to stop him from doing anything he'll regret?]