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baaa. snagged from everyone and your mom.

Most of you on my flist don't really know my original characters personally. Small wonder, I don't really write much for them beyond RPing, though I really should. To remedy this to some small degree and give you a small introduction to the madness, I propose this

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Kenneth

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Every second of his life Kenneth had held himself back. Withdrawn his power, withdrawn his abilities, kept himself chained within himself to avoid breaking out and becoming the type of person to get noticed. He'd done it all for Theodore, because his friend couldn't look after himself. Because he needed Kenneth there.

The first time Kenneth kissed Theodore, he felt like he was free from a thousand lies he told himself so many times he couldn't remember what they even were, just that they were all fake and the links that binded him into who he was supposed to be, not who he was.

The next moment he felt free from the chains was after the swords had destroyed both people he loved. He'd killed someone.

He couldn't remember who it was. It didn't matter.

But it was there, and he'd singled out every piece of iron in their blood and ripped them apart with it.

He hadn't been able to do that before.

It was freeing.