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Interesting. Well, I was thinking I'd test a later, more healed version of my broken mess boi…
Interesting. Well, I was thinking I'd test a later, more healed version of my broken mess boi…
Ooo, that'd be good.
yeah, he probs won't appear broken, but he is. :/
Now. How do they meet…
Is it bad that the first thing that popped into my head was Hogwarts? Or like a magic boarding school?
Yeah, not the style I can fit into….. uhm…. maybe something closer to one got hurt in a fight or something?
Like a gang thing?
Or just one is a troublemaker that's always getting into fights?
Or one always seems to have bad luck? One of each could work..
One is a gang leader and the other is just always in the wrong place at the wrong time?
That would work. Arthur, (My boi) does have that issue.)
Ooo, I am so down for this. I can make this work.
Me tooo!! You wanna start?
Sure!
Hold up, lemme get my narrator voice.
YEEEEEEEEE
Ryder Alexander Collins. Every sensible person in town knew that name and they knew to fear it. As leader of The Blades, the most dangerous gang in town, he was a menacing sight when he was angry, which he almost always was. He didn't walk the streets, he ran them. And anyone who dared to oppose him would face the consequences. And today he was in an especially bad mood considering his last fling turned out to be a power hungry spy so he wandered the streets with a dark aura surrounding him.
Arthur wandered out of the inn, bored and looking for something to do. He hadn't been in town long, and he'd taken yesterday to sleep. So he didn't know the town very well yet. He brushed a lock of dark red-brown hair out of his emerald eyes, fiddling with the violet and silver band on his left wrist as he walked.
He angrily pushed his green tipped black hair out of his face and kept walking, wishing he had a cigarette to calm him. It'd been a long while since he'd come into town, usually he had someone go for him, but he needed the walk to clear his head.
Arthur ended up playing with a whisp of chaos magic, not noticing that he was being followed by a bunch of thugs.
His ice blue eyes slowly looked up from their spot on the sidewalk and spotted the boy being trailed by a rival gang. His jaw tightened, this was the last thing he needed right now, but maybe it'd help him relax. But he wouldn't do anything until they attacked first.
Arthur looked up slightly to spot a dark haired man nearby. Something inside him told him danger was near. Especially since it was harder to summon his aura, due to the iron weapons behind him.
He twirled a small green fireball between his fingers, watching him carefully. Just to make sure he wouldn't get hurt.
Arthur's eyes snapped to the fames, but he cried out when the first thug's dagger buried itself in his calve. Arthur flicked his wrist, the band turning into a blade as he fell to one knee.
And without hesitation, he stepped in. "Hey!" The leader snapped his head to him and saw the menacing angry sight that was Ryder. He would not hesitate to turn all of them into barbeque chicken. The leader instantly called his gang back and they retreated back into the allies they came from. He took to the boy, dropping to his side. "Hey, you alright?"
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