Shady

Pratik stared at the kitten for a long moment, not quite sure what his emotions were doing just then. Was he really in such a sorry state that a fucking ...

Pratik smiled, despite himself. Here he was, a hardened assassin, being charmed by a small kitten. "An excellent name." He reached out to hold her. gonna give @Seirre a quick ...

Pratik hesitated the briefest moment. Who was this man, to care whether the collar was hurting him or not? No one else seemed to give a shit. Was he a ...

"I..." Pratik subconsciously reached up to feel the tender patch just above his right collarbone. He hadn't figured out how to get the weight of the collar off the raw ...

"I... don't believe so, sir," Pratik answered. He stopped a polite distance in front of the man. "My name is Aren."

Pratik quickly assessed the man as he stepped into the hallway a ways ahead of him. He seemed harmless enough. Pratik glanced over his shoulder to be sure that they ...

(I also don’t really have a preference either, so that works for me!)

(Thank you for the summary! Haha do you think Alexander might happen to step into the hallway for any reason? I doubt Pratik would go into the infirmary but I’m ...

Well, Rana couldn’t quite say she was surprised that her own father was capable of such cruelty, but she was disappointed by it. Yet another reminder that he was never ...

Name: Darrana Elstan. Her parents call her Rana, everyone else calls her Rain (is this me giving myself an 'out' if I can't switch fully to Rain? Maybe...) Age: 25 ...

Rek flinched slightly as the last note he played was sour. He'd done... okay, with that run through, up to that point. But it would be just his luck to ...

Pratik decided to cut his losses. There was no way he was going chance being caught eavesdropping. So he descended to the next floor down and resumed his exploration of ...

Pratik was frustrated as the conversation lulled. He had to keep moving. He knew he did. So, he supposed he would have to mull over this information, and see what ...

Pratik slowed his pace, ever so slightly. Still definitely in motion. Still definitely walking in the opposite direction. Still definitely facing straight ahead. But straining his ears to hear as ...

(All good! I figured that's what it was, but had to stay in character for him haha) Ah, so it was Mother Tarr. That was interesting. He wished he could ...