That I’d be lost without you leading me astray
Guess I’m such a fucking fool for the way that you caught me
Girl, you make my heart break more every day
But don’t fade away (well, I know that we’ve been hardly holding on)
To tell the truth, I can’t believe we got this far
Virtue: You’re in a safe place.
Flora: How can I trust that? Who are you exactly?
Virtue: My name is Virtue. I’m a sorcerous…of sorts. This moody guy over here is Pantomime. He’s telling the truth though. I sent him to save you.
Flora: Save me? That’s rich. Look–I didn’t ask for anyone’s help. But I guess since you insisted, thank you. I’ll be leaving now.
Pantomime: You’re not going anywhere.
Flora: Excuse me?!
Virtue: Purple? I thought they were all wiped out when Eilif burnt Brindleton Bay to the ground during The Fall…
Pantomime: That’s what I thoug–
Flora: [yelling] It’s you!
Virtue: Oh boy. What did you do to her?
Pantomime: [through gritted teeth] Me? I saved her.
Flora: Excuse me, don’t talk about me like I’m not here. Where the hell am I? How did I get here? And just what the hell am I wearing?!
Pantomime: Just call down, will you?
Flora: Calm down? How can I be calm? I just got dragged to who the hell knows where by some weirdo creep–
Pantomime: Weirdo creep?!
Flora: What else would I call some guy who takes girls–
Virtue: Would both of you just calm down?
Virtue: Do you think… she was making her hallucinations real?
Pantomime: I don’t know, but it’s entirely possible that that’s what happened. How though, I can’t tell you. That’s something far beyond my limitations.
Virtue: So she’s not a dreamwalker?
Pantomime: Not unless that’s only part of it. There’s something else about her that you should know too..
Virtue: What is it?
Pantomime: Her skin is purple.
Flora: What the hell happened to me?
Groaning.
Shade is a simple man who likes simple things. He prefers to keep things the way they are and believes that the vampire laws of old should always be upheld. He will do everything he can to uphold the old ways, even if it costs him his life.
This old-fashioned councilman was made by the wonderful @similiciousness
A long-term member of The Rebellion, Prose was once human. After being captured by the vampire council he was thrown to the wolves, literally. While he was able to escape, he wasn’t able to make it out before being turned. Now the wolf is the dark passenger that lives inside of him. To him, being a werewolf is hardly the worst of it. Whenever the full moon rises, he loses sight of himself. Being the person that harmed what he cares most about is Prose’s biggest demon. He will do anything to stop that from ever happening again, even if it costs him his own freedom.
Prose: How can you even say that…?
Blaze: Because I know you would never do anything to hurt me.
Prose: [whispering] You should go open the bar… I’ll be fine down here.
Blaze: What a selfish thing to say.
Prose: You shouldn’t come in here. It’s not safe…
Blaze: Don’t be ridiculous. You’re still human, aren’t you?
Prose: But…
Blaze: You know I don’t blame you, don’t you? What happened… it wasn’t your fault.
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