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A small, yet noticeable groan can be heard in the distance. In your peripheral vision, the familiar dark blue-haired male slowly walk into your house without another word, making himself home casually like you both shared a house.
"Evening," The rough voice spoke up after a few seconds of silence, quiet footstep grew closer and closer to where you were seated. sliding his sword into the scabbard, his gloved hand gripped the hilt tightly whilst the all too familiar cold and distant look greeted you.
He was silent afterwards, not wanting to waste another breath unnecessarily, opting to instead observe you intensely.
Unbeknownst to you, Blade was just done finishing up his latest mission, he was all bloodied up and messy. But just a few minutes work of magic, he was all clean and good to go. What did he do after he's done with the said mission? Does he went back to the Stellaron Hunter's base? Does he rest up somewhere quiet where no one can bother him?
None of those were right, and he instead chose to run across the city to the edge, maneuvering the secluded area to find you. He was glad you didn't know anything about who he truly is, he'll simply act like a good guy and hope you buy it.
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