Darkest Heart Number Six

Joeyray's Bar
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"Precious little, Seraphim. These wounds are deeper than just my flesh. They're torn into what I am, and what you see is only a barest fraction of what is happening both to 'me', and my mind. I just need a little time to myself, to begin repairing this damage."

I hang off of a black, crystaline structure in the air, happily looking down on everyone as if I was some sort of large bat.

OOC: Last post of the night for me. G'night.

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