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[ You have fallen onto a noisy street. After all the cold, the silence, the cacophony of city sounds blankets your ears muffles that feeling of abandonment. The street is dirty, and neon all around you advertises: Gambling! Fight pits! Come get your money's worth, restaurants, bars. They demand attention, and you could walk into any one of them.
Or, you might notice the alley ways before you enter. On the ground there's bodies: chalk outlines around those twisted at strange angles. Like crime scene photos, but you know how you got here. And if you look at the bodies too long, you can see the echo: shadows that are pale rather than darker, of missing wings upon their back.
The crowds on the street take no notice of you, or those bodies. ]
Or, you might notice the alley ways before you enter. On the ground there's bodies: chalk outlines around those twisted at strange angles. Like crime scene photos, but you know how you got here. And if you look at the bodies too long, you can see the echo: shadows that are pale rather than darker, of missing wings upon their back.
The crowds on the street take no notice of you, or those bodies. ]
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While Aries is dealing with that guy, Talon turns his attention to the rest of the crowd to see if they all look similarly unsettling. And to check if people are beginning to take notice of them, because this is feeling less and less safe every second. ]
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It's little things, here and there. Too bright green eyes, scales on the throat, a bruise that suggests the blood beneath is neither red nor blue. You got down here by flying and spider legs, so they might be taking you for some of them. ]
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He's just gonna leave his batwings out to try to keep blending in. This is fine. ]
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Okay, let's go to that bar NOW.
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Aries needs help!
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