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Asas Odd Encounter Sr Ryan
On a dreary evening, at the desolate intersection of Fleet Street and Devilwood Drive under somber stormclouds and amidst the gently falling snow, Cailyn found herself in an unsettling predicament with a man from the Temple, a Demolisher, who lay unconscious on the cracked, inhospitable road. Struggling to catch her breath and regain composure—her fiery hair in disarray—she was swiftly overcome by a blend of relief and alarm. The man's abrupt loss of consciousness and the surreal nature of this incident left Cailyn resolved to take up her grievances with Claire. In the midst of confusion, Cailyn gratefully acknowledged the assistance of a bystander, offering a hasty yet sincere smile to Asa, a small consolation amid the chaos.
Unexpectedly alone after the puzzling departure of Deacon, Cailyn's sense of abandonment was palpable; his abrupt absence noted by both her and Asa in the quiet aftermath. Asa, brushing off the evening's peculiar events, introduced himself to Cailyn—Asa Stonehouser—marking the closing of their curious encounter. With a name exchange and the suggestion to reach out to the mysteriously vanished Deacon via text, the strange meeting drew to a close. The brief camaraderie shared in a moment of crisis underscored by Asa's casual farewell—a light-hearted conclusion to what seemed like an ominous episode—Asa blessed the dicey introduction with levity, wishing Cailyn a delightful day despite the ominous overtones of their gathering.
(Cailyn's odd encounter(SRRyan):SRRyan)
[Wed Dec 20 2023]
At the Intersection of Fleet Street and Devilwood Drive
Cracked and pothole-ridden asphalt roads make up this part of town,
bordered on either side by poorly maintained cracked sidewalks. The
aluminum streetlights are painted a deep, chipped green and appear regularly
along the side, illuminating the street in spots of warm electric light when
it's dark. Where the street is widest small median islands appear with old
twisted trees planted in them. The buildings that line the street seem old
and poorly taken care of.
It is dusk, about 31F(0C) degrees, and the sky is covered by dark grey stormclouds. It's snowing.
Here on the road, lies the unconcious man, a Demolisher in the Temple, but without his memory and perhaps without his brainwashing, what will you do with him?
Cailyn takes this moment to scramble away from the man-man, a hand lifting to fuss with her hair, trying to get it back in a presentable state. Priorities. "Oh my god," she pants out, hands lowering to her knees. The redhead bending over slightly as she tries to calm down. "I'm going... To have some words with Claire," she murmurs before looking up to flash a smile at Asa. "Hey. Thanks."
Cailyn then blinks. "Did Deacon leave me?"
Deacon is nowhere to be found in this area, certainly it is observed.
Asa glances around the place before he dusts himself off, brushes his hands over his jacket and then he says, "Seems like he was like... in a hurry. Can text him maybe? Oh, right. I'm Asa Stonehouser," he says. "Nice to meet you."
It was super fun! Have a good day! :D
Unexpectedly alone after the puzzling departure of Deacon, Cailyn's sense of abandonment was palpable; his abrupt absence noted by both her and Asa in the quiet aftermath. Asa, brushing off the evening's peculiar events, introduced himself to Cailyn—Asa Stonehouser—marking the closing of their curious encounter. With a name exchange and the suggestion to reach out to the mysteriously vanished Deacon via text, the strange meeting drew to a close. The brief camaraderie shared in a moment of crisis underscored by Asa's casual farewell—a light-hearted conclusion to what seemed like an ominous episode—Asa blessed the dicey introduction with levity, wishing Cailyn a delightful day despite the ominous overtones of their gathering.
(Cailyn's odd encounter(SRRyan):SRRyan)
[Wed Dec 20 2023]
At the Intersection of Fleet Street and Devilwood Drive
Cracked and pothole-ridden asphalt roads make up this part of town,
bordered on either side by poorly maintained cracked sidewalks. The
aluminum streetlights are painted a deep, chipped green and appear regularly
along the side, illuminating the street in spots of warm electric light when
it's dark. Where the street is widest small median islands appear with old
twisted trees planted in them. The buildings that line the street seem old
and poorly taken care of.
It is dusk, about 31F(0C) degrees, and the sky is covered by dark grey stormclouds. It's snowing.
Here on the road, lies the unconcious man, a Demolisher in the Temple, but without his memory and perhaps without his brainwashing, what will you do with him?
Cailyn takes this moment to scramble away from the man-man, a hand lifting to fuss with her hair, trying to get it back in a presentable state. Priorities. "Oh my god," she pants out, hands lowering to her knees. The redhead bending over slightly as she tries to calm down. "I'm going... To have some words with Claire," she murmurs before looking up to flash a smile at Asa. "Hey. Thanks."
Cailyn then blinks. "Did Deacon leave me?"
Deacon is nowhere to be found in this area, certainly it is observed.
Asa glances around the place before he dusts himself off, brushes his hands over his jacket and then he says, "Seems like he was like... in a hurry. Can text him maybe? Oh, right. I'm Asa Stonehouser," he says. "Nice to meet you."
It was super fun! Have a good day! :D