Argenti (
beautifulknight) wrote in
linkingup2024-09-15 11:58 am
Argenti's Palace
They don their masks and shields,
Shadows creep and cover their minds;
Now, what beautiful role shall they play?
๐๐ฎ๐ต๐พ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ช๐ท๐ฒ๐ท ๐๐ช๐ผ๐ฝ๐ต๐ฎ


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(Richard wonders if Asbel ever truly understood the depths of what he had meant when he said that Asbel had saved him)
The man before him looks to be the spitting image of the Asbel he loves, but those blue eyes are empty rather than warm, their depths cold and emotionless.
This isn't Asbel (12).]
So you would use his face to try to betray me? I must commend you for the audacity.
[His voice is quavering just slightly, though. Perhaps that's why, when he moves to strike this "Asbel" down, the blow goes wide (1) and doesn't connect.
Or perhaps he missed on purpose despite his words.]
INTERCESSION NEEDED
The nerve indeed, but perhaps the blow that goes wide is indeed indicative of the lack of will in destroying even this reflection.
The mirror remains and so does proof of Richard's unwillingness to hurt someone who saved him. Even if it is just a fake. ]
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Hey, get a grip, man!
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[The cry escapes him in spite of the knowledge that this is little more than a fake.
This isn't real. This isn't really Asbel. Because Asbel would never...]