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‘I don’t know where I was going’ is no better than ‘I’ve entirely forgotten what I’m doing here.’ Every word is a dangerous gamble, enough to sour the syllables before they can settle upon his tongue. Instead, he settles on simplicity. A light laugh escapes him, almost apologetic. “… Have we met?”

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- fingers brushing over the raised edges of an old scar, curling to almost cover the spot. “Right—of course. That must’ve slipped my mind.” The excuses tumble free stiffly—as if he himself was having trouble believing the words spilling forth. But how can he say more? What could he dare to utter?

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It’s almost like the poor man had seen some kind of specter— That thought lingers at the forefront of his mind. Unavoidable. Persistent. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 was he staring at? He sucks in a breath, tongue running over still-too-sharp teeth. A hand lifts to his cheek, -

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(H). @water-maiden.bsky.social · 03/07/2026

What a deeply haunted man. Perhaps he was a psychologist before—to catch on to the mounting distress so readily. Or… perhaps this stranger isn’t very subtle. Whatever it may be, all he can do is analyze. Study the crease of his brow, the briefest twitch of muscle, the displeased tensing of lips.

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Reposted by THE DOCTOR.

ᅠ ᅠ ᅠᅠᅠ𝐒ING, ᅠ𝐒INGᅠ𝐋ITTLEᅠ𝐃OVE, ᅠ𝐓Oᅠ𝐓HEᅠ𝐌OON, ᅠ𝐓Oᅠ𝐓HEᅠ𝐒TARS, ᅠ𝐓Oᅠ𝐀LLᅠ𝐓HATᅠ𝐆RACEDᅠ𝐘OUᅠ. ᅠ ᅠ

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THE DOCTOR. @vinummalum.bsky.social · 05/07/2026

- companion once more, eyes narrowing. “You aren’t intending to get us lost in the wilds, are you?”

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THE DOCTOR. @vinummalum.bsky.social · 05/07/2026

“Very… sociable.” Kidnapper-y is starting to seem like a more appropriate adjective, with how far the duo drift from his original location— not that he knew where that was, either. But houses dotting the horizon are a more welcome sight than endless, dense canopies. Sighing, he glances to his -

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THE DOCTOR. @vinummalum.bsky.social · 05/07/2026

Harsher words might be earned—might be necessary, even, to put an end to… whatever this person is aiming to do. He might be ill-intentioned. A violent ne’er do well. Some thief attempting to court him to a secondary location. … Or maybe he’s from Fontaine. ‘Doc’s’ face scrunches.

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THE DOCTOR. @vinummalum.bsky.social · 27/06/2026

- wrist going limp in the other's hold. It takes more restraint than it should, keeping his gaze carefully trained on the dull, blank wall. Temptation and sensibility wrestle, his throat bobbing as he swallows down his less-ideal commentary. "Are you 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 to make me look now? Hmph."

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THE DOCTOR. @vinummalum.bsky.social · 27/06/2026

"Sleeping in the nude is hardly common back... north." The word 'home' almost slips in, sour and wrong. It was inevitable, he supposes, that the habits of the Northland would one day become his own... But logic makes it no more comfortable. His face scrunches as his hand is yanked away, -

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‘Doc’ grumbles something in some long-dead tongue and resigns himself to the fate of being dragged about. “You are very gregarious,” he notes simply, side eyeing the other. “… Is personal space a foreign concept for you?

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A tick comes to mind. A wretched little thing, fattening itself on the essence of another—spreading disease as it burrows where it isn’t wanted. The thought makes him frown again, gaze falling to the floor. Annoying as this ‘friend’ may be, that degree of aggression was hardly warranted—

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/ HELP I wanna put him in Situations but I cannot find any prompts that tickle the brain.. sigh

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/ I wanna do evil terrible things to dott for sunday but unsure what.. hrmmm

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𝐏𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐫 @pantaloane.bsky.social · 13/06/2026

/ they dont want me to reply to anything they hate me

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We shall, ʙʏ ᴡʜᴀᴛᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴍᴇᴀɴs ɴᴇᴄᴇssᴀʀʏ, become the 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 that 𝐩𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐬 money around the world. And, 𝑤𝘩𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑠, that heart shall 𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 by our will alone. #girp #genshinrp #mvrp #animerp #hsrrp #honkairp #impactrp

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- of his seems harmless enough. And, then, if his words are at all worthwhile—faux competence will earn him no favors. There can be no convincing performance, not when he doesn’t even know who he’s meant to imitate. “… I thought I might take a walk. I hope that isn’t an issue?"

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“I’m afraid I don’t recall.” Wariness prickles the back of his mind, screaming at him to stop—stop talking, stop entertaining this, stop inviting danger— ‘Doc’ frowns to himself. He’s never been one to trust his gut over his mind ( at least, he thinks that’s the case )… and this supposed friend -

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/ frolics in my field of despair

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A dizzying sight, that bouncing blur of scarlet… Like a red flag flown high—a prompt sign for him to abandon ship as quick as he can manage. ‘Doc’ attempts to take a step back, a pitchy laugh forced past his lips. “Oh, I don’t think I suit that sort of scene—really. Flattered as I am.”

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It’s a scramble to regain his composure as he turns around, the smile on his face unnaturally stiff. “I seem to have lost my bearings.”

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- out of the tavern doors after a few thousand Mora well-spent. The humiliation of it all brings a deep frown to his face. He just… has to retrace his steps— The sudden call jolts him from his thoughts, red eyes going wide. "Ah. My sincerest apologies…"

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