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Open Post ☼ 01 | ❝Hear... Feel... Think...❞








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THE COOL NINJA DRAGON LADY YOU KNOW THE ONE
The cool wind coming from the ocean doesn't help, and a shiver runs through him as he approaches the docks, staring at the lone ship anchored there. It's shelter, possibly food, possibly warmth. He doesn't know yet if he wants to risk that those who own it might be them--any of his pursuers, whatever their affiliation--as he thinks he'd rather starve than be captured. Despite that, his body's desperation drives him to approach and at least see what kind of people are on board.
((lol what is knowledge about ffxiv i hope this is cool??))]
(you're fine let's do a thing)
They make no movements, and while the armed shinobi prepare to pull out their daggers in defense, they remain hidden in the shadows. At least, until word is sent to their leader. A man with a mask over the lower half of his face steps out of the hull's shadows holding the first handful of the hundreds of survivors. He says nothing, however. No... it's a voice behind the soldier who addresses the new arrival.]
Whither thou goest thou shall not find...amenable.
[Says a male voice coming from a building near the docks, standing watch over the boat from the doorway.]
Might I inquire as to what tis thou art seeking?
yaaaay
He turns, immediately but not fully, to observe the man as his breath quickens. His working fist clenches, but with how he's shivering it's barely noticeable.
Though he's been nearly paranoid about everything and everyone for a long while, he doesn't figure honesty is going to hurt him at this point. He swallows before he speaks, though it doesn't help his voice come out any smoother.]
Rest.