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located in Scarriden, a part of many of horror, one of the many universes on RPG.

Scarriden

Villains are not the most frightening thing in the shadows here.

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Character Portrait: Lucian Mitchell Character Portrait: Markus "Shadowfaux" Vasco
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Markus chuckled as Lucian asked about Erin, and if she had gone with a different route, than maybe he may have known her. Oh, he could at least gaurantee he had heard about her, in some fashion. It was almost impossible not to know about her. He bit his lip, "Well uh...It's kind of hard not to have heard of her, to be honest." he started, with a chuckle. But he waited to tell him later, he just...wasn't ready to go into that shitshow just yet. He gave a small shrug at Lucian's question about the weirdest or worst mission he'd ever gone on.

He had been on plenty of ones that ended in utter shit, some just absolutely batshit weird ones. But nothing that really stood out to him as the worst, besides the one that made him go solo since. He chuckled at Lucian's story, nodding slightly. "I remember hearing about that one, actually. I just didn't know who was involved." he said with a chuckle. "But uh...I don't exactly have as uh...entertaining of stories as you have. I uh, sadly don't have as many stories that you probably haven't already heard of by now." he shrugged, taking a sip of his drink.

He raised his eyebrows, "But uh, going back to my friend, Erin. Well, uh...If the explosions, and all around batshit things she pulls off, either killing others or even herself on a number of occasions hasn't crossed your side of things by now, well..." he shook his head, "Nothing would. She's an absolute dumbass. A dumbass who has a genius way of pulling shit off, but an absolute dumbass regardless." he shook his head. Remembering the time where he and Erin had gone on a mission, and things ended badly with an entire warehouse blowing up.

"Well uh, the name she goes by is-" he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket, pull it out as he looked at it. "Speak of the god damn devil." he muttered, getting to his feet as he picked up, "Talk about timing. How are-" he was cut-off mid sentence by whoever was on the other end of the call, his brows furrowing tightly together, "Okay okay, slow down. Breathe. What happened?" he questioned. His eyes darted around the apartment as he looked at Lucian for a moment.

"Where the hell are you?" he asked, his eyes darting to the door. Pausing for a moment, he nodded. "Alright, that's literally down the street. Just, sit tight. I'll be right there." he reassured before shoving his phone back into his pocket after the call ended. "I'll be right back....Speaking of stupid decisions." he muttered, quickly going out the door, closing it behind him and dissapearing into the night for only a few minutes.

The door opened once more as Markus came back into the apartment, holding someone by their arm as they hung limply over his shoulder, Markus' holding onto the figure tightly. A figure who was dressed in a certain uniform, that Lucian would have been able to recognize if he payed attention to it. "Can you pull up a chair, Luc? he questioned, before gently placing the person down. Blood was covering his shirt as he backed away. "Don't worry, it's not mine. It's uh...It's her's..." Markus' tone was oddly calm as he said it, as it this was an all too common occurance for him by now. Markus looked back at the person who was slouched over in the chair, tilting her head up as it rolled before limply falling over the back of the chair.

"Just uh...Give her a few minutes...It takes a few for her to uh....'come back', I guess?" he said with a raised eyebrow. He waited in silence for a few minutes, simply sitting on the floor next to the figure before a sudden gasp came from her, blinking as she slowly began to pull herself up in the chair. "Well fuck me..." she muttered, grasping her left side, which was entirely sliced upwards from her lower hip to her rib-cage. Which, had oddly begone to start healing itself over. Markus chuckled, gently placing a hand on the woman's knee, "Good to have you back...So, what the fuck even happened?" he questioned.

The woman chuckled for a moment, opening her mouth as she was about to answer his question, before taking notice of the man standing off to the side. "Holy shit, no way!" she started, looking Lucian up and down. "Markus, what the fuck is someone like you doing with Lucian Mitchell? Cuz he is way out of your league, bro." she chuckled. Turning her head to look at Lucian fully, "Isimir. You can call me Isimir." she said as she outstretched her hand to Lucian. Markus chuckled, "Yeah uh...In case you haven't put the pieces together yet...She goes by Isimir, Lucian. You know, the dumbass who can die countless times..and keeps...coming..back." he said with an exasperated tone. "Hey man, don't sound so upset about it, I'd begin to start to think you don't like me." she said with a grin. "So uh...What are you two up to, if I don't mind asking? Seeing how I...Uh...clearly interrupted things?" she gave Markus a small grin and wink, one which he dismissed with a shake of his head. "I'm remembering why I haven't talked to you in about a year..." he mumbled.