Fly little birdie Fly..[o]

[pandi2]

[rs=2][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpaing,4,true][atrb=cellPadding,4,true][atrb=vAlign,top][style=width: 100px; background-color: f0f0f0; padding: 5px; border: 5px solid #625C5E; width: 100px; height: 100px; margin-top: -4px;][/style][style=width: 100px; margin-top: 10px; font-family: Terminal; font-size: 7px; text-align: justify; text-transform: uppercase;]WORDS: idk lol TAGS: OPEN NOTES: XD CODED BY TSU DOLL OF ON THE EDGE[/style]

[atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=style, width: 250px; text-align: justify; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; border-left: 10px solid #625C5E;][style=font-family: Arial; margin-top: -4px; font-size: 10px;]It was not the time for mutants, it was a time for rebel. To fight for what they knew what was right and what was wrong. It was no longer time for hiding in the shadows waiting to be caught but to be free and soak in the sunlight. Well for most mutants it was a time for that, Talon was not one of them. Still hiding within the shadows of the world she kept to herself for good reason. Unlike other mutants she didn't look human, her body was human, her face, her hands, but attached to her back was wings. Large white wings with black tips on the feathers, when spread out they had a wing span of twelve feet. She still remembered what it was like growing up with these wings, it had been hard and annoying at times watching them grow along with her body. They were a part of her as much as she was apart of them. Talon could no longer live without these wings that made their home on her shoulder blades. Feeling the wind hit her face as she soared toward the lake staring down at the forest that was located nearby it. When she found a nice place to land she folded her wings in slightly and tipped toward the ground, allowing herself to start falling to the ground. Getting close to the ground she snapped her wings outward to balance the land with the grace of what others would call an angel. Feeling her booted feet touch the ground she gentle shook her wings before tucking them into her back to give her some short of room. Growing with these wings caused her to change much about what she did and wore, all her outfits weather normal clothes had holes in the back all the way down to her lower back in order to fit her wings. So wearing a long sleeve shirt like she was today was no problem, a matching black skirt with red trim covered her lower half along with a pair of black leggings. Her knee high boots covered her legs from the wind when she was in flight, so did the scarf that covered her mouth at this moment. Reaching up she tugged the scarf down so she could breath in the air around her. Her eyes traveled around the lake that she often visited to find her favorite rock not far from where she had landed. Walking toward it she climbed on top and sat down making sure to rearrange her wings so she did not sit on them. Being alone with time to think was something she needed from day to day, no one could understand what she was feeling when she looked at other mutants. And the ability to hide their true nature.[/style]

[circapunk]

[atrb=width,410px,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,border:5px solid #050505; background-color:#0b0b09; padding:5px][style=background-color:#161612; border:8px solid #161612; float:right; height:246px; width:147px][/style][style=padding-top:4px; height:20px; border-bottom:8px solid #161612; font-family:georgia; font-style:italic; font-size:28px; letter-spacing:-2px; color:#435e49; text-shadow:#000000 1px 1px 2px; text-align:center; text-transform:lowercase]Leon Reid[/style][style=border-top:1px dashed #142113; background-color:#050505; font-size:10px; font-family:courier new; text-align:center; letter-spacing:-1px; color:#7d7d7d]BLOOD IS THE WAY TO REVOLUTION[/style] [style=margin-top:-21px; width:260px; background-color:#050505; border:1px dashed #142113; padding:3px; font-size:10px; color:#7d7d7d]► RACE: MUTANT ► AGE: 28 ► SEXUALITY: HETERO ► OCCUPATION: DEITY LEADER[/style] [style=margin-top:-30px; height:20px; border-bottom:8px solid #161612; font-family:georgia; font-style:italic; font-size:28px; letter-spacing:-2px; color:#435e49; text-shadow:#000000 1px 1px 2px; text-align:right; text-transform:lowercase]the fierce deity says,[/style][style=border:1px dashed #142113; background-color:#050505; font-size:10px; text-align:justify; padding:3px; color:#7d7d7d]► He'd only heard of the rumors, a human-hawk... a humanoid bird that stalked the skies near the lake. Yes, this was intriguing. Leon wasn't one for folklore and mindless babble, but he knew the most logical explanation would be a mutant. And sure enough, he remained at the edge of the forest watching the elegance and perfection soaring in the sky. This is what his dreams were made of, mutants that could thrive this way without persecution. Leon remained hidden until he watched the young girl land. She seemed to be lost in her thoughts, and the look upon her face suggested that these thoughts were one's that truly made her feel inferior perhaps, or just sad. He began to walk into the clearing, his pistol and sword holstered to each of his hips. He could never have too much protection, this illusive man was not invincible after all. Calmly he approached her with a gentle smile that lit up his face with a friendly gesture, "My, what have we here? This is truly remarkable." Leon stared at the wings of the young lady, admiring them. He was almost filled with innocent envy as he looked her in the eyes, "Do not tell me you look of despair has something to do with this blessing? Truly there is no way you could despise these wings. This is freedom, to show who you are." Leon looked up into the sky, his charm was really pushing gears at this moment. Hell, what he was saying wasn't an act at all, he wished he could touch the skies like she does. He faces her once again, eyes closed with a cheerful smile, "Oh, lord. Just listen to me babble! My name is Leon, it's nice to meet you.." ► OOC: . [/style]

[pandi2]

[rs=2][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpaing,4,true][atrb=cellPadding,4,true][atrb=vAlign,top][style=width: 100px; background-color: f0f0f0; padding: 5px; border: 5px solid #625C5E; width: 100px; height: 100px; margin-top: -4px;][/style][style=width: 100px; margin-top: 10px; font-family: Terminal; font-size: 7px; text-align: justify; text-transform: uppercase;]WORDS: idk lol TAGS: OPEN NOTES: XD CODED BY TSU DOLL OF ON THE EDGE[/style]

[atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=style, width: 250px; text-align: justify; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; border-left: 10px solid #625C5E;][style=font-family: Arial; margin-top: -4px; font-size: 10px;]And the sound of the voice her head snapped toward him, she watched as a large male walked from the darkness of the forest to stand before her. A smile graced his face that showed a friendly gesture but she was still wary of him. After all she never had a good experience with people or other mutants to tell the truth. Pushing herself up so that she stood on the rock she watched him with haunted eyes. Remarkable? that was far from the truth then anything she had ever heard. And her posture showed that she believed his words to be false. When he launched into another long sentence that asked if her look of despair had anything to do with these wings that he called lovely. Raising one of her eyebrows she finally learned of his name. Allowing her eyes to narrow on his face she started to judge his charm on if or not he was really being nice or if he was trying to get close enough to hurt her. She of course would never allow the last to come true, her wings twitched once then twice before they snapped out to show exactly he was dealing with if he so much as came close to her. With just one flap of her wings she could be in the sky in a matter of seconds and far away from him in a minute or two. Her eyes showed her mistrust toward him before she said nothing for a few seconds before diecding that she could at least tell him her name. Never pulling in her wings for they were her escape should she need it. "My name is Talon" she said to him in a cold and distant voice. A total different sound compared to his cheerful one. "What are you doing around here anyways?" Her eyes going to his gun which was attached to his hip. The wind took up speed around them allowing for her to feel it brush against her wings, the feathers moving on their own caused her to shiver slightly. Cursing herself silently she watched him like a bird would watch it's prey.[/style]

[circapunk]

[atrb=width,410px,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,border:5px solid #050505; background-color:#0b0b09; padding:5px][style=background-color:#161612; border:8px solid #161612; float:right; height:246px; width:147px][/style][style=padding-top:4px; height:20px; border-bottom:8px solid #161612; font-family:georgia; font-style:italic; font-size:28px; letter-spacing:-2px; color:#435e49; text-shadow:#000000 1px 1px 2px; text-align:center; text-transform:lowercase]Leon Reid[/style][style=border-top:1px dashed #142113; background-color:#050505; font-size:10px; font-family:courier new; text-align:center; letter-spacing:-1px; color:#7d7d7d]BLOOD IS THE WAY TO REVOLUTION[/style] [style=margin-top:-21px; width:260px; background-color:#050505; border:1px dashed #142113; padding:3px; font-size:10px; color:#7d7d7d]► RACE: MUTANT ► AGE: 28 ► SEXUALITY: HETERO ► OCCUPATION: DEITY LEADER[/style] [style=margin-top:-30px; height:20px; border-bottom:8px solid #161612; font-family:georgia; font-style:italic; font-size:28px; letter-spacing:-2px; color:#435e49; text-shadow:#000000 1px 1px 2px; text-align:right; text-transform:lowercase]the fierce deity says,[/style][style=border:1px dashed #142113; background-color:#050505; font-size:10px; text-align:justify; padding:3px; color:#7d7d7d]► He observed her movements while he spoke. So timid, but yet he could understand her reactions. If a mutant were to be pursued it'd be the one's with the solid evidence of being such. But he saw a masterpiece, he wanted those wings. He wanted everyone to see what he was, but without other mutants he was powerless. No real power of his own, just that of a thief. But he made do.. He raised an eyebrow as she extended her wings in an instant. She introduced herself, her name intriguing all in itself, "Impressive." This was the word he used in response to her actions and telling of her name. He couldn't help but find her name amusing with irony. He could sense her wariness and distance, but he didn't mind. He placed a hand on his gun while a mischievous smirk replaces his cheerful smile. He knew that although she could fly and he could not, he was one hell of an aim with a gun. But he had no intentions of resorting to such tactics even if she made her departure. He'd later just find her again. What was he doing here? Such an odd question. Was she subdued by the idea that he was there for her? "I was merely passing through. You see an old friend lives on this lake, I was going to pay the old-timer a visit." That was only half of the truth. His master lived on this lake indeed, but he was not there for him. As such was stated before, he was hunting down a rumor, and to his delight, he had it in his sights. The next question would be unlike the others, lacking in charm and sincerity, but more or less evil, ruthless intent escaped with his voice. "You hate the humans, don't you? Are they not the reason you stand before me upon that stone in fear?" ► OOC: . [/style]

[pandi2]

[rs=2][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpaing,4,true][atrb=cellPadding,4,true][atrb=vAlign,top][style=width: 100px; background-color: f0f0f0; padding: 5px; border: 5px solid #625C5E; width: 100px; height: 100px; margin-top: -4px;][/style][style=width: 100px; margin-top: 10px; font-family: Terminal; font-size: 7px; text-align: justify; text-transform: uppercase;]WORDS: idk lol TAGS: OPEN NOTES: XD CODED BY TSU DOLL OF ON THE EDGE[/style]

[atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=style, width: 250px; text-align: justify; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; border-left: 10px solid #625C5E;][style=font-family: Arial; margin-top: -4px; font-size: 10px;]Watching his hand move to his gun she felt her body stiffen a degree and her wings twitched with the need to gain flight into the sky, away from the male who seem to cause something in her. She didn't mind that he thought her wings were impressive, that he seemed jealous of her power. Listening to him speak about a friend she nodded slightly to his answer, after all she would not be the only reason for people to come to this lake. But so many had made their way to her safe place and caused her much pain. Lucky for her that no soldiers came into this place because she would be in one hell of trouble if they did, since she didn't bring weapons with her when she flew to the lake. Only humans dared to show their face near this place and they all ran away the moment her shadow touched the ground afraid to look up they ran from this place. The way his voice changed caused a warning bell to ring within her ears. It seemed to beg her to leave that this man could be trouble if pushed to it. But Talon wanted to stay and be praised just slightly more for what her power was, she knew that was horrible but she liked it non the less. Listening to his question she felt her eyes widen at the thought of her fear of others. Feeling her hands wrap themselves into fist she thought back onto the cause of her fear. Shivering with the need for love the young child hand clung to the nuns with such passion, such powerless need. And she had been given something that she had desired for all of her life. Talon had been given the love that she needed from them, until that day came. They saw what Talon herself did not. On her back little bones poked out from her shoulder blades, at first they thought something had been wrong. Maybe she had fallen and in such caused a born to break the skin. So they had wrapped her shoulder blades in a cloth that would help heal her, but only caused her pain. Ripping them off her body the young Talon had turned her back to a mirror to see what they had not wanted her to see. Wings, wings grew on her shoulder blades. She could see the white feathers start to grow on them....she could still see them now even after they had grown to this length. Shaking her head from her thoughts she stared at him. "Hate is a strong word, I just dislike them....a lot" more to say she wanted her revenge on the very people who had betrayed her. But she didn't have it in her to do such a thing. She still didn't have it in her to stand in the open with these wings. Folding her wings into herself she felt herself relax slightly. [/style]

[circapunk]

[atrb=width,410px,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,border:5px solid #050505; background-color:#0b0b09; padding:5px][style=background-color:#161612; border:8px solid #161612; float:right; height:246px; width:147px][/style][style=padding-top:4px; height:20px; border-bottom:8px solid #161612; font-family:georgia; font-style:italic; font-size:28px; letter-spacing:-2px; color:#435e49; text-shadow:#000000 1px 1px 2px; text-align:center; text-transform:lowercase]Leon Reid[/style][style=border-top:1px dashed #142113; background-color:#050505; font-size:10px; font-family:courier new; text-align:center; letter-spacing:-1px; color:#7d7d7d]BLOOD IS THE WAY TO REVOLUTION[/style] [style=margin-top:-21px; width:260px; background-color:#050505; border:1px dashed #142113; padding:3px; font-size:10px; color:#7d7d7d]► RACE: MUTANT ► AGE: 28 ► SEXUALITY: HETERO ► OCCUPATION: DEITY LEADER[/style] [style=margin-top:-30px; height:20px; border-bottom:8px solid #161612; font-family:georgia; font-style:italic; font-size:28px; letter-spacing:-2px; color:#435e49; text-shadow:#000000 1px 1px 2px; text-align:right; text-transform:lowercase]the fierce deity says,[/style][style=border:1px dashed #142113; background-color:#050505; font-size:10px; text-align:justify; padding:3px; color:#7d7d7d]► Leon could tell he was striking nerves, choosing his words carefully. He seemed to have a way with pushing people to emotions he wanted to see from them. Charming her to make her feel like something special rather than a monster, asking her a question to make her feel anger. He knew the ways of manipulation all too well, being a victim of it as a child. He could sympathize with her. His power was basically non-existent outside the help of other mutants, but he too was ridiculed and judged out of ignorance. The only human to ever show positive feelings towards him was his master Ginjo Yamauchi. Hate is a strong word, but hearing her deny what she felt, or what he wanted her to feel caused him to place his right hand to his forehead and gently shake it side to side. "Talon, you must understand that hate is indeed a strong word, or feeling, yet so isn't love. I'm sure you have people in your past that you loved that have betrayed you. Hate is born out of love. Hatred is simply to wish the same hurt you felt or wish ill of another out of our love for them. Do you see? As much as you wish to deny the fact that lies before you.. you HATE the humans. But I do as well." He grins. "I assure you that I am not your enemy. I am the enemy of anyone who has treated us with ridicule. We are the same. You do not need to have alert of my intentions. I would never harm another mutant such as yourself." A blatant lie. He was the type of man who would never think twice of harming another human or mutant if it meant furthering his goals. He never considered himself a selfish man, it was just that he saw that peace was beyond reach now. He could see co-existence was long gone, too much hate between the different bloods. "You see, humans call us mutants because we are abnormal. Most of us wish to be accepted, to be viewed as normal, but I ask you why? What is wrong with embracing the power bestowed upon us. Every creature evolves, the humans are simply jealous we have evolved beyond their comprehension. Do you understand, Talon. You are a goddess among these wretched creatures whose only reaction to change is violence." His true feelings began to leak from his heart and into sound as he explained to Talon his views on the humans. He only began saying such things when he saw her drop her defenses a bit and begin to relax. He knew his words would make sense to her. They made sense to all of the mutants whose ears he's blessed with the vocalization of his goal. But would she be like several of the others and run away from the truth? Many are afraid to embrace their feelings because they fear the truth, they fear they will act on those feelings. Leon was one who indulged into his hate for those who hurt his kind, and thus has become stronger in mind then most he's met. Now he wishes to convey this strength to those such as Talon... ► OOC: . [/style]

[pandi2]

[rs=2][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpaing,4,true][atrb=cellPadding,4,true][atrb=vAlign,top][style=width: 100px; background-color: f0f0f0; padding: 5px; border: 5px solid #625C5E; width: 100px; height: 100px; margin-top: -4px;][/style][style=width: 100px; margin-top: 10px; font-family: Terminal; font-size: 7px; text-align: justify; text-transform: uppercase;]WORDS: idk lol TAGS: OPEN NOTES: XD CODED BY TSU DOLL OF ON THE EDGE[/style]

[atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=style, width: 250px; text-align: justify; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; border-left: 10px solid #625C5E;][style=font-family: Arial; margin-top: -4px; font-size: 10px;]His words may rang true but to her they were just words. She did not like to be played with by this man and the feeling of it only made her grow more angry. He was becoming the reason for her hatred of others, he like many was here to only tame her. Bring her over to whatever side he chose himself on. She was not a puppet that could be influenced by words, nor did she approve of people who hurt the innocent. Raising a small brow when he stated that he was not her enemy, that the enemy was the one who treated them with ridicule. Shaking her head slightly she leaned forward to get a better look at him while he spoke once more. Telling her that humans call them mutants because they are abnormal. Well that was pretty much true, they were after all Talon proved the point just by breathing. Jealous she highly doubted that they were jealous of them. Scared is more like it, the humans feared them because of what they could do. Of the power they hold within themselves they could take down the humans without a care in the world. But it would be wrong, since not all humans were like that of the government. Some liked them, some helped them, put their lives in danger just by agreeing with the rebels. It all started clicking, his name, his views. Ah, she finally realized who was standing before her. One of the deity's the one who pushed the blame onto her own group, causing Arthur and Dustin much pain and worry. "Your way of thinking maybe right" she agreed with him for a second before speaking again. "But I do not believe that I hate them enough to actually hurt them, when you start to act on your hate innocent people get involved. And they get hurt because of it. You people from the Deity have killed many have you not? Both mutants and Humans alike?" there was no point in denying it since she already knew the answer to her own question. Jumping off the rock to land on the ground she watched him through haunted eyes. "Are you here Leon to convince me to join with you? To abandon the rebels and work with you?" it was the only real reason she could come up with that he would stand before her and talk with her so much. [/style]

[circapunk]

[atrb=width,410px,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,border:5px solid #050505; background-color:#0b0b09; padding:5px][style=background-color:#161612; border:8px solid #161612; float:right; height:246px; width:147px][/style][style=padding-top:4px; height:20px; border-bottom:8px solid #161612; font-family:georgia; font-style:italic; font-size:28px; letter-spacing:-2px; color:#435e49; text-shadow:#000000 1px 1px 2px; text-align:center; text-transform:lowercase]Leon Reid[/style][style=border-top:1px dashed #142113; background-color:#050505; font-size:10px; font-family:courier new; text-align:center; letter-spacing:-1px; color:#7d7d7d]BLOOD IS THE WAY TO REVOLUTION[/style] [style=margin-top:-21px; width:260px; background-color:#050505; border:1px dashed #142113; padding:3px; font-size:10px; color:#7d7d7d]► RACE: MUTANT ► AGE: 28 ► SEXUALITY: HETERO ► OCCUPATION: DEITY LEADER[/style] [style=margin-top:-30px; height:20px; border-bottom:8px solid #161612; font-family:georgia; font-style:italic; font-size:28px; letter-spacing:-2px; color:#435e49; text-shadow:#000000 1px 1px 2px; text-align:right; text-transform:lowercase]the fierce deity says,[/style][style=border:1px dashed #142113; background-color:#050505; font-size:10px; text-align:justify; padding:3px; color:#7d7d7d]► Leon listens intently with his eyes shut and a gentle smile on his face. Indeed, she figured it out. He was in fact a member of the Deity. He opens his eyes once feeling a flux in her aura as he comes off the rock to the ground below. His gentle smile grew to a malicious grin. This feeling always excited him. The anxiety during a predicament you can't tell if it's going to end in a physical battle, or just one of word-play. He was indeed excited. Thrilled. "Well, I guess you got me. I am that man that has killed humans and mutants, what of it? Do you show sympathy to a beggar on the streets who very well could find a means of supporting themselves, but their own laziness prevents them from it? It's sentimental thinking that makes a weak human or mutant! These humans and mutants died because they were merely ignorant fools. Humans intolerant of mutants will die. Mutants unwilling to defend themselves will die." His words were concrete in belief. He lived by that logic. He understood mostly everyone lived by a code of emotional persuasion.. perhaps they had friends who were humans and they just wanted to be accepted, or maybe they couldn't see themselves hurting others.. these types of people die. Leon rid himself of most emotional care and lived by his code. It may seem unhonorable to most, but he would die by his code which made it honorable to him. "Am I right to assume by coming from off that rock onto level ground with me you wish to face me? You detest me for my ways, and want to defend those I've wronged? Well... girl?" If there was one thing Leon was exceptionally good at it was pissing people off by the means of pulling emotional strings. He never held his verbal punches and always spoke his mind. Most of the time it nearly always had truth to it. "You seem to have it all wrong." His grin widens even more, "I would love the company of a mutant such as yourself with my team, but you seem to have a heart for these humans and rebels... You see.. mercy has no place for a Deity. Your thinking would end up getting all of the members killed. In light of all that, I merely ask this of you... Keep your eyes open with my words in mind. The day will very soon come when you see the world as I do. And when that day comes we will certainly meet again, and you will be a Deity." ► OOC: Sorry it took so long, I was SICK. bleh. [/style]

[pandi2]

[rs=2][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpaing,4,true][atrb=cellPadding,4,true][atrb=vAlign,top][style=width: 100px; background-color: f0f0f0; padding: 5px; border: 5px solid #625C5E; width: 100px; height: 100px; margin-top: -4px;][/style][style=width: 100px; margin-top: 10px; font-family: Terminal; font-size: 7px; text-align: justify; text-transform: uppercase;]WORDS: idk lol TAGS: OPEN NOTES: XD CODED BY TSU DOLL OF ON THE EDGE[/style]

[atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=style, width: 250px; text-align: justify; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; border-left: 10px solid #625C5E;][style=font-family: Arial; margin-top: -4px; font-size: 10px;] A small smile curved her baby red lips at his question of wanting to face him, she was not in the mood to fight another mutant, and not one such as him. His views were his and hers was hers. That was at least the one thing she could cling to. Raising her hand she gentle tapped her lip as she thought about what he said before, it was true people where lazy, people wanted things handed to them on a silver platter and when that was not giving they whine and cry. Letting her hand fall she raised a small brow at her being called a girl. This was a first for her, winged freak, birdie, hawk, creepy, never a girl before. "I don't wish to fight you dear sir, I am not in the mood. I do not detest your views, they are your own such as mine are mine. But I must say I do admire you for having the guts to tell them, and the guts to place all of them into action. I am not in the mood to join your Deity but I wouldn't mind getting to know you, if you wouldn't mind telling me more about you and your views." The wish of a child some of the rebels would say, after all the Deity should be hated but what is hate if not what the humans do to them. Yes, his way is wrong in the lives of others. But she would not bring that down just because of how he manages to get his point across. With a shrug at the last statement she did not offer anything to what was said about her way of thinking. His way of thinking is odd to her as much as hers is to him. "But," she said with another shrug, "If you don't wish to get to know one other you could go on your way to visit that old friend of yours am I correct?" [/style]

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[atrb=width,410px,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,border:5px solid #050505; background-color:#0b0b09; padding:5px][style=background-color:#161612; border:8px solid #161612; float:right; height:246px; width:147px][/style][style=padding-top:4px; height:20px; border-bottom:8px solid #161612; font-family:georgia; font-style:italic; font-size:28px; letter-spacing:-2px; color:#435e49; text-shadow:#000000 1px 1px 2px; text-align:center; text-transform:lowercase]Leon Reid[/style][style=border-top:1px dashed #142113; background-color:#050505; font-size:10px; font-family:courier new; text-align:center; letter-spacing:-1px; color:#7d7d7d]BLOOD IS THE WAY TO REVOLUTION[/style] [style=margin-top:-21px; width:260px; background-color:#050505; border:1px dashed #142113; padding:3px; font-size:10px; color:#7d7d7d]► RACE: MUTANT ► AGE: 28 ► SEXUALITY: HETERO ► OCCUPATION: DEITY LEADER[/style] [style=margin-top:-30px; height:20px; border-bottom:8px solid #161612; font-family:georgia; font-style:italic; font-size:28px; letter-spacing:-2px; color:#435e49; text-shadow:#000000 1px 1px 2px; text-align:right; text-transform:lowercase]the fierce deity says,[/style][style=border:1px dashed #142113; background-color:#050505; font-size:10px; text-align:justify; padding:3px; color:#7d7d7d]► Leon was almost caught completely off-guard. Get to know him? The ideal baffled him. Confusing. He never in his life had anyone but one person want to get to know him. He shook off the sudden shock and the urge to battle, he relaxed. "Uh... well." Leon felt himself coming out of character, "I mean that it'd be a pleasure to get to know you. Perhaps we can pass our views of the world between each other.. that is.. if you're prepared to really hear about the true path of a Deity." Intriguing. Just intriguing. So this was conversation outside of threat and destruction... this was the beginning of something he never had much experience in. Sure he could play the parts as the anti-hero, or villain, but he never got to know anybody. He normally just killed them. He didn't even know his comrades on a personal level, they just had common goals. Sweat dripped down the side of his face. Was he feeling anxious? Leon clears his throat to continue talking, "Why exactly is it that you wish to get to know me?" ► OOC: . [/style]

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