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"Um, well, it's kind of scary I guess..." Damascus looked down and rubbed his arm. "To humans. At least, I think so... Engel is the only real human who's seen ...

Adeline took a step back and dropped her arm. "Um, yeah, no thanks. I'll just wait out here. I really don't want to go in there."

Damascus Damascus chose to ignore Tessa's little laugh at his expense, and focused on walking calmly down the sidewalk. He hung back to let Tessa lead, since, of course, he ...

Damascus braved a glance down to assess the body once more, only to find that it was gone. With a wild glance around, he saw the bloody man behind Boris ...

"Oh. Well..." Damscus blinked, trying to take in this information. Though he didn't really believe in using violence to solve problems, if the man was killed to prevent him from ...

It wasn't until Damascus went in for a hug that he registered the blood on Boris' jacket. And then the knife. Oh. Ohhhhh. Right- he was the murderer. "I'm doing... ...

Damascus had clearly addressed the wrong person. Not only had he been completely ignored, but the stranger in white, as if using Damascus' address as an oppurtunity, promptly unsheathed a ...

Adeline stepped inside cautiously, and gently reached to clutch Bleffles dinosaur costume with two fingers, seeing as Bleffles was the only one who seemed exited by the prospect of the ...

"Oh. That's interesting." Adeline said helpfully, trying to diffuse the tension that had been created in the group over its members' humanity.

Calfuray sighed and shook her head, not knowing exactly how to protest to this extremely unfair punishment. "That's idiotic." She finally landed on saying.

At the mention of their swear, Damascus' resentments faded and he gave a small smile. He had enough sense to know that broadly grinning like he wanted to might be ...

"Hey!" Damascus' face heated with Boris' teasing comment, and he crossed his arms before turning to face the boy. "that's...! You're... just-" he let out a breath, not able to ...

Hello all! Pardon how late I am- honestly I've been meaning to jump in this for awhile, but boil it down to sheer procrastination- oops. Anyway, I'm going to be ...

Damascus tilted his head and studied Mothman over his forkful of mashed potatoes. "Cryptids? I've never heard the term. But it seems highly unfair for him to be hunting you ...

Damascus "Yes, wonderful," he nodded and started walking down the isle, only to be met with a dead end and quickly turn back. His face remained impassive, calling no attention ...