Matreya
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Damien stood before the large bay windows of his Palace on Val'hala, watching massive sheets of rain as it fell. His arms were folded against a shirtless chest, his pants loosely hanging from a thin and fit waist. Hair disheveled, rugged facial hair, and a brooding nature about him...
Something was bothering him.
To boot, he had sent summons to his apprentice. Echo was a woman that he had potentially seen a future with up until his wife showed herself in that bar. Now he was in a position of lowliness, with her aggravated and Echo being an ally to speak with. But then was that the case as well? She had seen him utterly furious, destroying things, because of a decision made by her. Would she believe that he loved her in his own unique ways? That he knew now that he could never hurt her?
Damien heaved a sigh.
[member="Echo Kora"]
Something was bothering him.
To boot, he had sent summons to his apprentice. Echo was a woman that he had potentially seen a future with up until his wife showed herself in that bar. Now he was in a position of lowliness, with her aggravated and Echo being an ally to speak with. But then was that the case as well? She had seen him utterly furious, destroying things, because of a decision made by her. Would she believe that he loved her in his own unique ways? That he knew now that he could never hurt her?
Damien heaved a sigh.
[member="Echo Kora"]