#trialledfate

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STARTER for @trialled-fate ( loras ) from ALOYSIUS

“YOU DON’T THINK PEOPLE ARE STARING AT ME, DO YOU?” aloysius had warmed up to the younger malafronte quite a lot. miłosz had really ingratiated him into the family. or what was left of it after sourpuss went all ‘woe-is-me’. 

aloysius...though he supposed he should be going by percival again... touched at his ears. 

“I WANTED TO TELL YOU ALL, REALLY. I WANTED TO TELL YOU I WAS...ACTUALLY FROM HERE. BUT I GOT SCARED YOU’D ALL THINK I WAS FULL OF BOLLUCKS REGARDING EVERYTHING, BUT YOU’RE ALL REALLY MY FRIENDS. HONESTLY.”

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STARTER for @trialled-fate​ from LUCIA

“OH, THANK THE DIVINES! LORAS!” lucia cannot help her excited leap as she sprints towards her baby brother. she keeps her speed normal, not wanting to terrify the boy with her powers. she wraps him into a hug and squeezes him gently.

“YOU’RE ALL RIGHT. I WAS SO WORRIED I HAD LOST YOU AGAIN.” she squeezed her eyes closed and rested against him. he had grown so much. too much. she regretted all those years lost.

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STARTER for @trialled-fate​ from LIEF

“NOT INTERESTED IN HAVING YOUR FORTUNE READ?” lief asks as he leans against the wall nearby elke. he keeps the seer as safe as he can. they are always in his peripheral. 

“SCARED OR SURE OF YOUR FUTURE?” lief was just teasing the man, but he usually enjoyed the look of panic on people’s faces. 

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STARTER for @trialled-fate​ from LUCIA

“COME SIT WITH ME, SWEET BROTHER. OH, YOU LOOK SO HANDSOME TONIGHT.” lucia has had a bit too much, and it is present on her face as she pats his cheek and brushes a hand through his hair. her eyes are misty as she looks at him.

“OH... I’M SO HAPPY TO HAVE YOU BACK, DEAR BROTHER. MY SWEET LITTLE LORAS. ARE YOU DOING ALL RIGHT? YOU’RE BEING SAFE WITH THALIA, RIGHT?” 

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STARTER for @trialled-fate​ from FAUSTUS

“FUCK! BEHIND YOU!” no doubt he wouldn’t be able to forgive himself if he got someone killed. faustus cuts down one of the last of the villagers surrounding them with a roar of anger. he’s already tired. he’s been fighting most of the night. he’s worried, but he won’t admit it. they have to kill that fucking old man. that’ll do the trick. surely. 

“ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?” faustus asks as he jogs toward the city guardsman to assist him in his battle as another blood fiend races towards them. “ARE YOU BIT?” a blood fiend bite would do little hard. but a bite from one of the beast folk...