07-13-2017, 12:04 PM
Dust stood a while longer just staring as the image of an Angel walked towards the gate to hell. He watched helplessly as she left. His heart was hurting, but his barely grazed morality metre dipped at the thought of her facing that place alone. He was too consumed by a willingness to follow her. Gildarts. Must have seen it in his gray eyes. Clapping him on the shoulder to get his attention.
He felt weak, as a man and as a friend. But slowly he turned away from the temptation of being her hero. She had handled herself just fine in the game. And she knew how to get a hold of him, even if they didnt have a direct line he would jump into the pits of the underverse for her the moment Gildarts mentions it, if he ever did.
"I need a phone.." He groaned to himself while he was alone. "And a trip to the beach." He whined before stepping through and into the void that was the Nexus.
He felt weak, as a man and as a friend. But slowly he turned away from the temptation of being her hero. She had handled herself just fine in the game. And she knew how to get a hold of him, even if they didnt have a direct line he would jump into the pits of the underverse for her the moment Gildarts mentions it, if he ever did.
"I need a phone.." He groaned to himself while he was alone. "And a trip to the beach." He whined before stepping through and into the void that was the Nexus.
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"Centurion: I'll leave you to your work then Dust. Thanks for chatting!
Me: no problem. stay awesome!
Centurion: It's more of a passive ability"