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Fantasy Reaper 3: Final March

"Because I told you I would make shure you are taken care of. And between you and me..... I think some of the other guys are fighting over you..... That means I can swoop in and be the one not fighting." Krev said with a sly grin.
 
Claus threads shot out and sent Revnoir flying off of him. He coughed as he gripped his throat, rubbing it. "F-Fuck.. Okay, okay. I'll shut up. But.. Kirsa's mine!" He dashed towards the base.
 
".. Huh? Fighting over me? Now you're saying weird stuff." She laughed awkwardly, pushing the hair behind her ear. Kirsa looked away to the side.


( So. Much. Harem. )
 
(You're a tad bit late, Aura...)


Revnoir's Threads grabbed Claus by the leg, slamming him back into the wall. He was losing hold of his sanity now. The bloodlust bubbling to the top of his mind, drowning his thoughts. He was wordless now, slamming Claus into walls over and over again. What had started this? A misunderstanding? A joke taken too far? Revnoir had already forgotten.
 
"Well too bad I'm already here. It's a shame men don't know how to properly treat a woman these days...." Krev said.
 
Claus created a thick dome around him after managing to escape. "H-Hey!! Calm down, Revnoir!" He pleaded as he created more layer to increase the hardness of the ice dome.


Kirsa's eyes darted side to side as she smiled awkwardly. "Uhm.. Krev? What are you doing?" She asked.
 
Revnoir started walking back towards Kirsa's room, his anger only growing. He wanted to tear something apart, and he didn't care what.
 
"Ma'am? Whatever do you mean. I'm seeing to it that they do not bring that violence into this room. It's a place of peace and worship to the mother lupa. We will not have blood spilt in here..... Lord Aura would start taking heads...." Krev shivered.
 
"I guess.. But is it necessary to be sitting so close?" She asked, looking at their close distance and pulled the blankets up.


Claus waited until he was far enough before following Revnoir again.
 
Kirsa paused for a moment and scooted away from Krev. It was uncomfortable to her so she kept the blanket guard up. "Uhmm.. Who exactly is fighting over me? I'm only with Revnoir.." She said softly.
 
"W-Well.. Okay?" She smiled awkwardly before glancing to the side, slipping off the bed. "I think.. I'm going to go find Revnoir. You don't need to watch me."
 
Revnoir ended up stopping just before the curve in the hall near her room, his thoughts clawing at the anger that was making him see red. His mind rooted for his thoughts, but anger was much stronger than them and kept stepping on their heads to stay on top. Revnoir himself was trying to help his thoughts resurface, but it wasn't without difficulty. He leaned against the wall, and finally slid down until he sat with his back against the wall and his hands covering his face. "What am I doing...?" He seemed to be having a hard time breathing by the way he was struggling for every breath. He was on the verge of tears. Why was he going to Kirsa's room? He was angry, he couldn't let her see him like that. If she did, she'd be hurt, and Revnoir would never forgive himself. He wanted to crush something's throat between his fingers, but he would never let himself do that to anyone, let alone Kirsa. That would be reserved only for the one he's been dying to kill. He sat there, looking exhausted by his thoughts as they raced back and forth above the anger with victorious smirks on their little faces.


Xillia looked around the outside of the base, searching desperately for Revnoir. She didn't want to go inside if he was outside, and she wanted a quick escape if Abel showed up. Which, of course, was inevitable. He had been given direct orders from Galenoir not to let her leave the base, and not to see Revnoir, and she had already broken one of those main rules. Xillia had Ghost search one side of the base while she searched the other. It was cold, and without Ghost there to keep her warm (of course, in non-sexual ways. Get your head out of the gutter, Reapers don't even have reproductive organs...!), she was shivering as the sharp cold slashed through her thin attire. She wasn't a Weaver, so making a coat was impossible, and Ghost was already gone so he couldn't make her one either. It had never felt this cold until now for her, and she quietly blamed it on the fact that she was so close, yet so far from finding Revnoir after all these years.
 
Unable to reach the katana (which wouldn't have broken Ghost's threads anyway) and still chained to the tree, Amelia's head was hanging, facing the ground. She had fallen asleep.


Leah, whose mind had finally quieted, was exhausted. She was tired of herself, whether it be 'her' or the voices, whether there be noise or silence. In the snow, she was still hunched over, but her hands and body had gone limp. Wearily, almost, she sat up and looked to her left and to her right, her eyes tired and emotionless. She gave a small cough and a shiver, still cold and realizing she hadn't had her coat since she fell from the bridge. She was too tired to consider making a coat from her threads, so she simply curled up on her side in the snow, perhaps to try and rest.
 
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"I'm cold... I need to get back inside..." Yaboku slowly got up. He winced because of the freezing temperatue and it's pain. Yaboku slowly started to climb down scared. Scared? Scared... He went down. He stepped down. Down into a false area of rock. Loose snow. "Fuck! No!" Yaboku fell. Fell and fell again. Scraped and cut. The pain worsened because of the painful temperature. However, the fall wasn't high. But it wasn't short. But it was enough to take away his breath. Enough to knock him out. Enough to make him unconscious. Enough to put him in a Coma. Enough to put him in stasis. In a pile of snow. Alone and hurt.
 
Alternated said:
"uhh sorry If interrupted something I'm finding my brother" Lufferia replied looking around
Vayne looks at Eve and Lufferia brother? hmmm he thought while watching the two.
"Looking for your brother? What's your brother's name?" Eve asked, wanting to at least help someone.
 
Claus stopped once he saw Revnoir enter the base, turning back to find Xillia. "Now.. Where is this girl." He groaned and rubbed the back of his neck. Claus shivered at the way he talked about Kirsa, only to have made Revnoir agitated. He knew that the leader would probably hate him more but.. it would keep him more attached to his childhood friend. Sweeping his hand through his hair, the man went to search for Xillia, in case she didn't.. you know die or something.
 
Xillia quickly scuttled around, trying to see if Revnoir was outside. She hoped he was, she really didn't want to cause a scene inside the base. She wanted to grab him and get out of there, start anew with her old boyfriend. At this point, he may even be an ex boyfriend. Maybe he had found someone other than her. Just the thought made her want to cry, but she knew she had to stay strong. For Revnoir, for Ghost. For Yulier. She'd have time to tell her sister some other time, she just wanted to see Revnoir right now. She shivered as the harsh cold wind bit through her clothing, and she started becoming frantic. "Revnoir... Where the hell are you? Please don't tell me you're inside." She started talking to herself. Delusional maybe. She was walking faster now, wanting badly to get out of this cold.
 
Out of nowhere, Ice Threads wrapped around Xillia's leg and forced her to drop into the snow. Claus appeared and walked over, looking at the fallen girl. "You know. I think this position looks nice on you, Xil-Xil.~" He chuckled and formed a picture frame with his fingers, aiming it at her.
 
Xillia let out a scream, and immediately started struggling against the Threads. She couldn't get her bow because of her position, so all she had available to her was to struggle. She tried her best to get away, her mind racing. Fear caught up with her, and exhaustion was gaining on her. Adrenaline pumped through her veins as she tried to crawl away, but her weak body couldn't break the Threads. She didn't once look at the one who caught her. Ghost wouldn't be able to hear her, as he was so far away.
 
".. Why are you screaming, Xil-Xil. It's just me." Claus frowned as he walked over infront of her, kneeling down and poked her face.
 

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