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The nameless Pawniard is strangely unfazed by this revelation. It is not only because his leader vaguely spoke of this place before sending him in, but because of the state of the noisemaker's body. He could only speculate why they had changed flesh for steel, but the state of the world matched...

The Pawniard smirks his approval, but only looks at the arm with brief confusion. It is not a gesture he recognizes, but no matter. "Well done," he says without a shred of sarcasm. "You have introduced yourself. But I am afraid I still have no name to give you." He holds that for exactly two...

She was used to stalking through the city. Where to hide, places to run, and how to act natural. She rarely went too far in. This was one of those times she did. The path was narrow between buildings. Few went back here, where enslavers often put waste. She had smelled something. Seeing...

"We have a deal, then." The Pawniard smirked. This was his first time leading a hunt, in a strange sort of way. It spoke to most of the others' characters that they were hopeful to eat without an exchange. "Tell me what I can do for you. I won't ask questions." He had come here for two reasons...

"Well met, Fray." The Pawniard smirks and nods. "The pleasure is mine." He turns his attention to the violet noisemaker that entered. Well, perhaps that was not fully accurate. It was partially metal. So they had been brought to a food shop of all places? May as well make the most of it for...

He fires a glare at Blitz. The smile he gives after is even worse. "Bubbles it is then, Delicious Chicken," he says and gives a placeholder name of his own, letting his tongue flit out from his lips briefly. An act, but a convincing one unless you can see his mind.

He accepts Blitz' answer readily. As a hunter, he knew prey. That was not the tone of a liar. He corrects the frightened flame bird. "If it was one, there would be but one here." No, this had the makings of something else. Then he tilts towards Maglev. "You do not deserve to know," he coolly...

Something walks out from the shadows. A Pawniard. It's not about what he looks like: aside from a tiny chip along the length of his horn, he looks simple. It's how he moves. The cold smile. Anyone who can sense wickedness would feel a great one from this Pawniard. Anyone who can sense strength...

All right, my weekly update. 12 words on the 11th. I couldn't get much done due to having to deal with a phone Google is trying to murder. Like, they were bypassing root settings and now even DNS blocking to kill the batteries. For safety according to an Australian watchdog, but it basically...

The past decade and a half of Ayume Carino’s life had been an ordeal. She had been living discreetly in the basement of a friend’s home for four years. It was tense, but stable. Shortly after her son was born, the landlord discovered the illegal suite. Without sympathy, he ordered them out...

Decided to cut back on posts in here. :P Weekly updates henceforth. 23 words on the 5th, 8 on the 6th, 17 on the 7th, 9 on the 8th. These were just little bits and pieces. But 61 words on the 9th: edits to C3 of Demonic Origins. And today, 283 words on the looong overdue to the point of where...

I mean, with how many Nori/Prema fics I've finished, it just doesn't register anymore. It did a bit with Official In-Training because that turned into a longfic when scope creep hit hard (I kept it all together), but that was more a sense of accomplishment. Though I'm more of a special case...

It was the evening before the latest protest of Youths Against Mistaken Society. Shades of orange, violet, and adjacent colors painted the sky. A gentle breeze was flowing in from the north. Yet sheets of darkness lay on the horizon, like a Gengar lurking in the shadows. Cloudy weather was...

202 words worth of edits today. I also wrote a news article, but I don't have a buddy for that for various reasons.

A more solid 172 today as edits roll along.