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The sound of leather crushing as his hand closed in a tight fist on his side. "I do not need lecture about the Sith Holocron. Everything has a price" Kylo's head tilted to the side taking her appearance before him through the lens of his mask. He was calm and calculated. Though his irritation and anger is slowly building up inside him. "You would never understand the galaxy I want to rule so why would I bother telling you about this holocron?"

She serves no purpose. So why didn't he just kill her?

Even Kylo couldn't answer himself. He was completely silent.

𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐘. 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐄.

The weather raged at him, unwelcoming and so is he. Rain soaked his cloak and his leather garment but the sound of his enemies slaughtered one by one in the pursuit of the Sith Holocron filled his ears.

He attacked without mercy. Without remorse. 𝗞𝘆𝗹𝗼 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗽 𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝘂𝗰𝗰𝘂𝗺𝗯 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿.

One by one, they fall. Another pleaded to him. Kylo's only form of response is in the shape of a saber piercing through the skull of the rebel. Then finally, he was drawn to it. The dark force lures him to touch the Holocron he so desires. Unbeknownst to him, one of the rebels took hold of a weapon and fired at him.

Kylo held his hand outstretched stopping the bright yellow blast mid-air. Before his very eyes adjusted a few seconds, a sudden ripple caught his attention. Kylo's head turned to where it came from catching the foreign eyes looking back at him.

"You're..." his head tilted to the side. His eyes squinted as he tried to push through and see her mind. "...different"

@outerrim-queen

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Out of character: semi-psa

Getting back to replies now. I apologize for the delay and for being unresponsive. This month has been a merry crisis & too much for the admin 😓

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Her thoughts spread like wildfire inside his mind, flowing freely as he received them whilst he made his way to where she is. Not one thought gave way to what he tried to seek from her. He was standing menacingly, Kylo's eyes squinted behind the mask, roaming his gaze across her face.

"I have plans for this galaxy. I do not want...someone like you to ruin what I have started" his head tilting to the side and he approached her. Kylo's bent form abled him to properly gaze upon the woman. "Now tell me, Serena. Why are you following me? Are you after the Sith Holocron?"

𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐘. 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐄.

The weather raged at him, unwelcoming and so is he. Rain soaked his cloak and his leather garment but the sound of his enemies slaughtered one by one in the pursuit of the Sith Holocron filled his ears.

He attacked without mercy. Without remorse. 𝗞𝘆𝗹𝗼 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗽 𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝘂𝗰𝗰𝘂𝗺𝗯 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿.

One by one, they fall. Another pleaded to him. Kylo's only form of response is in the shape of a saber piercing through the skull of the rebel. Then finally, he was drawn to it. The dark force lures him to touch the Holocron he so desires. Unbeknownst to him, one of the rebels took hold of a weapon and fired at him.

Kylo held his hand outstretched stopping the bright yellow blast mid-air. Before his very eyes adjusted a few seconds, a sudden ripple caught his attention. Kylo's head turned to where it came from catching the foreign eyes looking back at him.

"You're..." his head tilted to the side. His eyes squinted as he tried to push through and see her mind. "...different"

@outerrim-queen

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The sparks that ignited from their clashing saber did not faze him at all. Instead, it was his rage building up–letting it all out to the Jedi. "You are weak"

He used his free hand, the force feeding through his aura. Hand outstretched to throw her against the wall.

𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗣𝗔𝗜𝗡. 𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗥. 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗡𝗘𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗜𝗧 𝗧𝗢 𝗘𝗡𝗗 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗝𝗘𝗗𝗜 𝗢𝗥𝗗𝗘𝗥.

It was the start of a dark age. From the moment his master decided to strike him down whilst he slept in the comfort of his beginning nightmares, that troubled the balance of light and 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔—a voice aching on the back of his head.

Only the screams and raging fire remedied everything.

His pain. His anger. Channeling it to end the Jedi Order.

As he maneuvered his flight across the skies of Naboo, where he had yet to face another test from his master. A sudden change that settled in his nerves made him change his direction and land on one of the vacant lots hidden away from the nosy merchants and bothersome folks.

Kylo stepped outside and paused momentarily. He followed where the sudden shift occurred earlier and it brought him to one of the few disguised temples on the planet. It was not a clear lead, the energy—its force cloaked well.

Whoever they might be, tonight...Kylo is certainly determined to end their existence on this wretched planet.

@naboo-guardian

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Kylo made his way to his private chambers. Settling down the Holocron on a sacred space he had designed right beside where the remnant of his grandfather, Vader, is placed.

Kylo knelt on one knee. Meditating in the presence of Darth Vader and the dark side of the Force bound to the relic. "I have accomplished what you have started. Our plan is already set in motion. I have the key to it"

Words brought forth from his lips are of both devotion and reverence to the fallen Sith as his only motivation to rule the Galaxy without the Jedi and the Sith. He once had an ally. The foolish scavenger declined his hand when he had offered it twice. Making her, his enemy.

Will that be Serena's fate as well?

"I can sense she has something. Her secrets are yet to be found. Serena might have the answers I have yet to look for" Kylo left his chambers and headed straight to the interrogation room. His dark mask was adorned with strikes of deep red returned.

When the doors flew open before him, he opened his mouth to speak. "I trust that you feel safe in here" his rough mechanical filtered voice addressed the woman in shackles.

𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐘. 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐄.

The weather raged at him, unwelcoming and so is he. Rain soaked his cloak and his leather garment but the sound of his enemies slaughtered one by one in the pursuit of the Sith Holocron filled his ears.

He attacked without mercy. Without remorse. 𝗞𝘆𝗹𝗼 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗽 𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝘂𝗰𝗰𝘂𝗺𝗯 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿.

One by one, they fall. Another pleaded to him. Kylo's only form of response is in the shape of a saber piercing through the skull of the rebel. Then finally, he was drawn to it. The dark force lures him to touch the Holocron he so desires. Unbeknownst to him, one of the rebels took hold of a weapon and fired at him.

Kylo held his hand outstretched stopping the bright yellow blast mid-air. Before his very eyes adjusted a few seconds, a sudden ripple caught his attention. Kylo's head turned to where it came from catching the foreign eyes looking back at him.

"You're..." his head tilted to the side. His eyes squinted as he tried to push through and see her mind. "...different"

@outerrim-queen

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Not knowing him?

That's where he'll start. "You'll know who I am, Serena." a little tug on the corner of his lips. "You'll know" a sound full of determination before then the woman was taken away from his view.

Mask forgotten, Kylo made sure when his enemies breathe their last, it would be his spite and scar they will remember. Kylo walked up on the ramp, holding the sith Holocron in his hand. Casting a glance behind him before the door closed up and their journey comes along far as they finally board the Finalizer.

His demeanor foreboding and darkness emits from his very presence. The officers aboard the ship maintained their distance but with respect to their Supreme Leader–an Emperor. But not yet...someone is in the way and he intend to cut them out before they poison his very plans.

"Ready the prisoner in the interrogation cell." then he stopped walking and faced the leading stormtrooper. "No one comes in or out of that cell except me"

𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐘. 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐄.

The weather raged at him, unwelcoming and so is he. Rain soaked his cloak and his leather garment but the sound of his enemies slaughtered one by one in the pursuit of the Sith Holocron filled his ears.

He attacked without mercy. Without remorse. 𝗞𝘆𝗹𝗼 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗽 𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝘂𝗰𝗰𝘂𝗺𝗯 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿.

One by one, they fall. Another pleaded to him. Kylo's only form of response is in the shape of a saber piercing through the skull of the rebel. Then finally, he was drawn to it. The dark force lures him to touch the Holocron he so desires. Unbeknownst to him, one of the rebels took hold of a weapon and fired at him.

Kylo held his hand outstretched stopping the bright yellow blast mid-air. Before his very eyes adjusted a few seconds, a sudden ripple caught his attention. Kylo's head turned to where it came from catching the foreign eyes looking back at him.

"You're..." his head tilted to the side. His eyes squinted as he tried to push through and see her mind. "...different"

@outerrim-queen

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"Enough talking"

The mechanical filter of the mask gave away the gnarl that erupted from Kylo's lips. That quote made him lose composure and headed his way to swing his saber upon her.

That accursed Jedi scum. One thing he despised the most is the calmness radiating off her body. She must be a complete fool to begin with.

One that Kylo will surely enjoy playing with, tonight.

𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗣𝗔𝗜𝗡. 𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗥. 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗡𝗘𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗜𝗧 𝗧𝗢 𝗘𝗡𝗗 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗝𝗘𝗗𝗜 𝗢𝗥𝗗𝗘𝗥.

It was the start of a dark age. From the moment his master decided to strike him down whilst he slept in the comfort of his beginning nightmares, that troubled the balance of light and 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔—a voice aching on the back of his head.

Only the screams and raging fire remedied everything.

His pain. His anger. Channeling it to end the Jedi Order.

As he maneuvered his flight across the skies of Naboo, where he had yet to face another test from his master. A sudden change that settled in his nerves made him change his direction and land on one of the vacant lots hidden away from the nosy merchants and bothersome folks.

Kylo stepped outside and paused momentarily. He followed where the sudden shift occurred earlier and it brought him to one of the few disguised temples on the planet. It was not a clear lead, the energy—its force cloaked well.

Whoever they might be, tonight...Kylo is certainly determined to end their existence on this wretched planet.

@naboo-guardian

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That name. Kylo's eyes held confusion about the familiar name that she told him. He couldn't point out from his memory nor he can be allowed to dive deep into his past. It would be too much–too light from him. "I will not be swayed by this" he mumbled fast. His saber swiftly moved to threaten the woman's life right beside her neck where the saber's tip is dangerously close to ending her life. "Are you here to stop me, Serena?"

Who would dare challenge his authority? That rabid cur of a General cannot even settle a day without him choking his throat or throwing him to a wall. Yet, Kylo recognizes this woman to be more...easily persuaded. He lifted his other hand outstretched again. His eyes searching for hers, the fear and paralysis he created edged him to continue searching for her memories.

"You seem like an important person...A princess? A queen? You are so...much conflicted and haunted by your past...So much suffering and–" he huffed. "Cuff her and take her to the Finalizer" he placed down his saber and clipped it to his belt. "I have ways to know your secrets, Serena"

𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐘. 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐄.

The weather raged at him, unwelcoming and so is he. Rain soaked his cloak and his leather garment but the sound of his enemies slaughtered one by one in the pursuit of the Sith Holocron filled his ears.

He attacked without mercy. Without remorse. 𝗞𝘆𝗹𝗼 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗽 𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝘂𝗰𝗰𝘂𝗺𝗯 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿.

One by one, they fall. Another pleaded to him. Kylo's only form of response is in the shape of a saber piercing through the skull of the rebel. Then finally, he was drawn to it. The dark force lures him to touch the Holocron he so desires. Unbeknownst to him, one of the rebels took hold of a weapon and fired at him.

Kylo held his hand outstretched stopping the bright yellow blast mid-air. Before his very eyes adjusted a few seconds, a sudden ripple caught his attention. Kylo's head turned to where it came from catching the foreign eyes looking back at him.

"You're..." his head tilted to the side. His eyes squinted as he tried to push through and see her mind. "...different"

@outerrim-queen

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"Your courage is admirable" his monotone voice, filtered through the mask held such disdain towards the presence. "A fool nonetheless"

It could have been a balance in the force at the very moment. Only that, one can only survive the night of terror. Kylo shifted his weight to the side allowing space between his legs as he readied himself for an attack.

"Show me what you can do..." he taunted, his mask reflecting the red hue of his saber. "...Jedi" voice filled with venom, mask tilted a little below and the face behind it, showed determination.

𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗣𝗔𝗜𝗡. 𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗥. 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗡𝗘𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗜𝗧 𝗧𝗢 𝗘𝗡𝗗 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗝𝗘𝗗𝗜 𝗢𝗥𝗗𝗘𝗥.

It was the start of a dark age. From the moment his master decided to strike him down whilst he slept in the comfort of his beginning nightmares, that troubled the balance of light and 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔—a voice aching on the back of his head.

Only the screams and raging fire remedied everything.

His pain. His anger. Channeling it to end the Jedi Order.

As he maneuvered his flight across the skies of Naboo, where he had yet to face another test from his master. A sudden change that settled in his nerves made him change his direction and land on one of the vacant lots hidden away from the nosy merchants and bothersome folks.

Kylo stepped outside and paused momentarily. He followed where the sudden shift occurred earlier and it brought him to one of the few disguised temples on the planet. It was not a clear lead, the energy—its force cloaked well.

Whoever they might be, tonight...Kylo is certainly determined to end their existence on this wretched planet.

@naboo-guardian

[kyloissues]

"And you're afraid" he speaks next. Directing the blast away to a nearby tree. The bark splintered before falling on the soil with a loud thud. Troopers began to circle the two of them, aiming forward at the woman still standing before Kylo. "Who are you?"

He took a step forward, his hand twisting to uncover her secrets. Kylo's features hardened with such focus not knowing that he had taken another step forward, closer to her.

Letting his eyes familiarize himself with her appearance, the tone of her voice that was low but heard to his ears. She could be an enemy...or an ally. "Answer me" he demanded. "You will answer to your Supreme Leader" Pissed off would be an understatement to what he feels. Her silence and fear although feeding the darkness in his veins. "I can hear their screams. I can feel them in you" words flew out of his mouth.

Kylo stepped back, cautiously. "Now..tell me. Who are you"

𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐘. 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐄.

The weather raged at him, unwelcoming and so is he. Rain soaked his cloak and his leather garment but the sound of his enemies slaughtered one by one in the pursuit of the Sith Holocron filled his ears.

He attacked without mercy. Without remorse. 𝗞𝘆𝗹𝗼 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗽 𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝘂𝗰𝗰𝘂𝗺𝗯 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿.

One by one, they fall. Another pleaded to him. Kylo's only form of response is in the shape of a saber piercing through the skull of the rebel. Then finally, he was drawn to it. The dark force lures him to touch the Holocron he so desires. Unbeknownst to him, one of the rebels took hold of a weapon and fired at him.

Kylo held his hand outstretched stopping the bright yellow blast mid-air. Before his very eyes adjusted a few seconds, a sudden ripple caught his attention. Kylo's head turned to where it came from catching the foreign eyes looking back at him.

"You're..." his head tilted to the side. His eyes squinted as he tried to push through and see her mind. "...different"

@outerrim-queen

[kyloissues]

Kylo's mask reflected the red hue of his saber as he crushed the door with pure disdain. The temple that he must burn to the ground, speaking inside his mind. As soon as he stepped inside, the warmth and light enveloped him creating peace. Kylo rejected violently and with every step he makes, the closer he felt someone drawn towards him.

This is where it must end. For now. Soon, this planet will be destroyed along with the Jedi Order.

Kylo felt a presence. "This place...reeks of hypocrisy and lies" the saber touched the ground igniting the soil that created sparks beneath his feet. "It'll be over soon"

He raised his saber and aimed to attack those who comes close to him.

𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗣𝗔𝗜𝗡. 𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗥. 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗡𝗘𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗜𝗧 𝗧𝗢 𝗘𝗡𝗗 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗝𝗘𝗗𝗜 𝗢𝗥𝗗𝗘𝗥.

It was the start of a dark age. From the moment his master decided to strike him down whilst he slept in the comfort of his beginning nightmares, that troubled the balance of light and 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔—a voice aching on the back of his head.

Only the screams and raging fire remedied everything.

His pain. His anger. Channeling it to end the Jedi Order.

As he maneuvered his flight across the skies of Naboo, where he had yet to face another test from his master. A sudden change that settled in his nerves made him change his direction and land on one of the vacant lots hidden away from the nosy merchants and bothersome folks.

Kylo stepped outside and paused momentarily. He followed where the sudden shift occurred earlier and it brought him to one of the few disguised temples on the planet. It was not a clear lead, the energy—its force cloaked well.

Whoever they might be, tonight...Kylo is certainly determined to end their existence on this wretched planet.

@naboo-guardian

[kyloissues]

𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐘. 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐄.

The weather raged at him, unwelcoming and so is he. Rain soaked his cloak and his leather garment but the sound of his enemies slaughtered one by one in the pursuit of the Sith Holocron filled his ears.

He attacked without mercy. Without remorse. 𝗞𝘆𝗹𝗼 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗽 𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝘂𝗰𝗰𝘂𝗺𝗯 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿.

One by one, they fall. Another pleaded to him. Kylo's only form of response is in the shape of a saber piercing through the skull of the rebel. Then finally, he was drawn to it. The dark force lures him to touch the Holocron he so desires. Unbeknownst to him, one of the rebels took hold of a weapon and fired at him.

Kylo held his hand outstretched stopping the bright yellow blast mid-air. Before his very eyes adjusted a few seconds, a sudden ripple caught his attention. Kylo's head turned to where it came from catching the foreign eyes looking back at him.

"You're..." his head tilted to the side. His eyes squinted as he tried to push through and see her mind. "...different"

@outerrim-queen

[kyloissues]

𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗣𝗔𝗜𝗡. 𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗥. 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗡𝗘𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗜𝗧 𝗧𝗢 𝗘𝗡𝗗 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗝𝗘𝗗𝗜 𝗢𝗥𝗗𝗘𝗥.

It was the start of a dark age. From the moment his master decided to strike him down whilst he slept in the comfort of his beginning nightmares, that troubled the balance of light and 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔—a voice aching on the back of his head.

Only the screams and raging fire remedied everything.

His pain. His anger. Channeling it to end the Jedi Order.

As he maneuvered his flight across the skies of Naboo, where he had yet to face another test from his master. A sudden change that settled in his nerves made him change his direction and land on one of the vacant lots hidden away from the nosy merchants and bothersome folks.

Kylo stepped outside and paused momentarily. He followed where the sudden shift occurred earlier and it brought him to one of the few disguised temples on the planet. It was not a clear lead, the energy—its force cloaked well.

Whoever they might be, tonight...Kylo is certainly determined to end their existence on this wretched planet.

@naboo-guardian

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𝗼𝗼𝗰: i suck at approaching people to write but if ever you want me to be your writing partner, inbox is open ^^

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𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄. 𝐈 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐈𝐓 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓. ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ʙʏ sʀɪɴᴇ