forum A Sort-of Lion, A few Witches, A Not-Quite Closet(malfunction). Stalkers wanted.

Started April 04, 2018 by @Ca1iCa1--Is--Tired

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In the same strange tongue, Orion joins the conversation. "I can help. Most are understandably afraid of amalgamations such as myself. My gods smile favorably upon me." It just now hits Sam that Orion is an amalgamation, which are generally seen as curses. No wonder he has low self worth.

"Not the point. We'd have to fight a lot of gods, and I don't want to put you through that."

"Not unless you had your soul key," Cas tittered

Replying, the answer that Orion gives shocks them all. "You are family now, and I don't leave my family out to dry. I will fight for you, and I will succeed, understand Sammy? I will always come to help my family." After this, Orion turns and begins to flip crepes again.

Lucy slipped away the bag slung over her shoulder. She went out onto the lawn before sitting in the grass, enjoying the quiet. She took apuot her spellbook, biting her bottom lip sharply before flipping back to the darker pages.

Lata sleepily takes a seat at the small table yawning. She hadn't slept that good in who knows how long. At Orion's small speech, Lata smiles at him. In the seat, Lata looks quite small in comparison to the large coat surrounding her.

(I return from the hell that is PE) Sam sighed. "Getting my soul key back will be difficult. And at this rate, I'll have to find it soon." Cas frowned.

"You haven't told them, have you?"

"Obviously not," Lata deadpanned, more awake now.

Sam gave Cas a look that seemed half irritated and half pleading. He said something in an odd language and Cas said something back, obviously a little annoyed. Sam sighed. "Long story short, I'm dying."

Sam gave Cas a look that seemed half irritated and half pleading. He said something in an odd language and Cas said something back, obviously a little annoyed. Sam sighed. "Long story short, I'm dying."

(BOY WHAT THE FUCK)