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[chapter-master-darius]

Alright, making a pinned post here.

Mun is 25, transmasc. He/him pronouns.

So, if you’re wondering how to learn about Darius and the Inner Circle, search Bio in my tags. ‘True Bio’ is the condensed version with the important stuff. I’m also mainly a mobile user. This is an 18+ blog.

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The Music tag is for my little ‘theme songs’ posts. Cause I love doing that and I listen to music often.

Shitpost and Incorrect quotes are my dumbass side.

There is a Warhammer Fantasy AU I have, ‘AU bio’ tag should take you to the essentials.

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[chapter-master-darius]

“Nice poem.” Darius says as he emerges from a Wraith Slip. Outcast is securely mag-locked to his lower back.

Memory however, is in his hand. The power field is disabled, at least for now.

"Anubis, my soul is so light...

And as this feather I can fly...

Anubis, don't let me wither and die..."

Aten sang to himself among the inactive rubricae while engraving their pauldrons, his voice muffled by a macabre mask intended to resemble a Prosperine Jackal. Not too much later, he dropped tools at the sound of someone behind him.

[chapter-master-darius]

“What did I also say?” Darius says as he draws Memory.

“Didn’t I say to be gone by now?” Darius asks as he enters the ship once again. This time with a black metal construct fitted for war behind him.

"You did,"

Aten replied, staring near skyward at the chapter master and the accompanying construct.

[chapter-master-darius]

“You fuckin’ heard me.”

"Seeing as I was asked about it and had no answer for your friend, how did you find yourself so grievously injured?"

“Wouldn’t you like to know, mortuary twink?” Darius asks as he looks up from his book.

“He’s loopy from the painkillers.” Eklius states as his construct comes to life.

[chapter-master-darius]

“Well it does sometimes.” Darius says.

Before revolving into another bloody coughing fit.

“Whose blood is that?”

“Mine, obviously.” Darius says as he coughs up some more blood.

[akhenaten-imhotep]

Now that made her stare at him. The armor, those words. Had this man been part of the order of the jackal? “Forgive me, but were you part of the order of the jackal? I was too in another life. Was even friends with Izkandar. What is your name? My name is Akhenaten Imhotep. I don’t think we’ve met before.” 

"Look what the cat dragged in. Didn't expect to find a thousand son around these parts. What brings you here?" Akhenaten crossed her arms as she looked at the stranger from head to toe.

Aten gestured to the partially unearthed rubricae in the sand before returning to trying to remove it from the dune it'd been covered by for countless years. Evidently it was more important then whatever threat Akhenaten may have posed to him.

[are-you-dreaming-of-stars]

"What's eating at you then? I am an unbiased party, if you wish to talk about it I am in no position to judge."

"That sounds like a man that is mentally doing great!" - Ash @are-you-dreaming-of-stars

"Correct, I am not."

Aten returned to his etchings.

"Oh, well."

[are-you-dreaming-of-stars]

"Fair enough, I'm not really one who can judge." Ash's tone had softened. He realized he was being unpleasant for to real reason. "Just enjoying the sights then? Well if you can call these sights."

"You seem a little lost. Need directions?" His tone was sarcastic. - Ash @are-you-dreaming-of-stars

"Lost implies a sense of direction was intended,"

Aten replied nearly tonelessly in a manner that was not offensively indifferent but not attentive either.

@are-you-dreaming-of-stars

[akhenaten-imhotep]

The sight of the rubricae made Akhenaten’s lip curl. No matter how many years passed seeing them never got easier. They would always be a wound in her heart. Of all of her father’s failures, this had been the greatest one. She approached the rubricae cautiously. Even in their undead state they were dangerous. All they needed was a sorcerer to command them. 

Seeing one in this world was worrying. How and why had it arrived here? The only logical answer was it had been brought by a warband with nepharious intentions. “I am going to be clear. None of what is on this planet is up for grabs. I will help you take out the rubric, but if you try steal from us there will be blood.”

With that out of the way the perpetual kneeled beside the sorcerer to help him dig out the automaton.

"Look what the cat dragged in. Didn't expect to find a thousand son around these parts. What brings you here?" Akhenaten crossed her arms as she looked at the stranger from head to toe.

Aten gestured to the partially unearthed rubricae in the sand before returning to trying to remove it from the dune it'd been covered by for countless years. Evidently it was more important then whatever threat Akhenaten may have posed to him.

[are-you-dreaming-of-stars]

"ah not good with hyperboles. Okay. What I mean is, what's bothering you, other than myself." Ash said the last part with a snort.

"That sounds like a man that is mentally doing great!" - Ash @are-you-dreaming-of-stars

"Correct, I am not."

Aten returned to his etchings.

"Oh, well."