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@cybergearz : ☆
            
            >♡< !!

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@3FOR0AND3 : ☆
            
            ~ < the purple cloak bunched behind the necromancers head pressing and indenting the pattern of the rocks into it, forever reminding him of where he had been. Blood was lathered on his sword so he unsheathed it grabbing a cloth and began to stroke the soft metal of the sword cleaning its reddened contents off it. 
            
            His eyes gint as he did so, the skeleton figure had a feeling of uncertainty as he did so. Unsure of his position and surroundings. Yet shrugged it off as the blood greedy soaked into the fabric. >

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                 ( exhaustion drapes over him as he fought to keep his eyes open,   he looked over,   seeing the familiarity of his only surrounding—   knowing someone was there,   he knew it well,   and it was someone he knew well,   too—   he caught it all to easily.   that necromancer..   the dreadlord.   a non existent smile had been on the entitys face,   which it couldn't be seen.   its like it was covered by a mask. )
            
                 ( he stares into the darkness as sleep tried to overcome him,   but he evades it,   like always.   he sat up,   staring to the ground,   as he picked himself up from the rocks,   the tired feeling slowly evading him as he got himself woken up,   as if he had just been asleep when he barely sleeps at all.)
            
                 ( his shining bright red eyes shined through the dark,   and he looks around his surroundings,   a figure,   and nothing on the other side.)

@3FOR0AND3 : ☆
            
            ~ < As the figure trailed on it made its way into a cave, he gazed around the walls his skeleton hand clenching to a fist as he grunted turning to attempt to punch a ghoul. He growled as his fist just phased through them. He turned away and continued walking down the cave reaching a point. 
            
            Hitting a edge he laid back and sat up against the cold and chilling feeling of the grey stone. A few chunks of coal slipping out from behind him stabbing into his shadowed mass. Yet he just exhaled a small cloud of mist shutting his void like eyes and allowing his hood to fall back.
            
            His head leaned onto the wall a few cracks on his skull and his void like body having a soft yet gentle smokey movement. His eyes remained shut if that was possible as he just let the ghouls around him torment and pick fun at him. He lost all interest in his surroundings. All he wanted to do was relax. Not run from his problems or people, he just wanted a moment of peace. And he thinks he may have just found it. >

ill drop in a min

dreadlord*   curse me and typos

wondering if u could drop as dreasloed bc i heavy ship him and 303.   ill drop as 303 when i find a idea lol

@ONEFORALLQUIRK : ☆
            
            " right.. I asked for anyone. Uh. So bit of a problem, when i was finishing off some work we had set up. My teacher logan asked if i could find him a drink like dr pepper or something.. "
            
            " but i kind of forgot that drinks are in the staff office and i need some help getting in.. "

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            " the head master said you needed me or something." 

@ONEFORALLQUIRK : ☆
            
            " o.. Oh uh hey! "

@eraserquirks : ☆
            
            " hm.. No i dont quiet recall a member of our academy called miss yagi.. Maybe charles could help, he runs the place! "