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Emilien_433
Legacy Name: Emilien_433
The Storm Noktoa
Owner: Starlitprince
Age: 14 years, 1 month, 1 week
Born: March 15th, 2010
Adopted: 10 years, 1 month, 3 weeks ago
Adopted: February 27th, 2014
Statistics
- Level: 6
- Strength: 11
- Defense: 14
- Speed: 10
- Health: 11
- HP: 11/11
- Intelligence: 0
- Books Read: 0
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Unemployed
ROLEPLAY STATUS:
OPEN
OPEN
b a s i c s
name: Emilien Alexander Moreau
nickname(s): none
age:24
gender: male
species: human
orientation: gay
name: Emilien Alexander Moreau
nickname(s): none
age:24
gender: male
species: human
orientation: gay
l o o k s
eyes: gray
hair: ash brown
skin: pale
modifications: none
height: 5' 9"
body type: slim
eyes: gray
hair: ash brown
skin: pale
modifications: none
height: 5' 9"
body type: slim
It must have been something small. It was always a little mistake, like forgetting something or saying the wrong thing. The difference this time was that Nathan had been drinking...a lot. Empty beer bottles littered the apartment, and Nathan could be heard mumbling drunkenly in the other room. But the mumbling eventually grew into shouting. Emilien was cleaning up the scattered mess of bottles when he appeared, face contorted in anger. He hadn’t remembered what the yelling was about this time. He never remembered. But this time it came with threats. Bad ones.
Emilien’s heart lurched in his chest as Nathan moved closer. Without even thinking, he broke one of the beer bottles and held it in front of him with a trembling hand. The way Nathan looked, the way he was shouting; something was different this time. And here he stood, a foot away from Emilien, daring him to fight. Daring him to kill him already.
So he did.
Emilien’s heart lurched in his chest as Nathan moved closer. Without even thinking, he broke one of the beer bottles and held it in front of him with a trembling hand. The way Nathan looked, the way he was shouting; something was different this time. And here he stood, a foot away from Emilien, daring him to fight. Daring him to kill him already.
So he did.
Pet Treasure
Fidele Cello Bow
Grazia Cello
Unorganized Sheets of Music
Broken Bottle
Aged Scotch
Whiskey Decanter Set
Butterfly Bandages
Black Bloodstained Flannel