He may or may not be walking around barefoot again.
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ᅠ𝐌 . 𝕬ckerman .
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☽• 月光龙 •☾
Baishe didn't even flinch when his wrist was grabbed so harshly. His gaze just shifted to the masked face of the stranger, before he spoke.
" Your aura is very strange. " he noted, seemingly not caring about etiquette at all. " Your grip is also strange. Unusually strong for a human. "
/ i might flip this account to a bleach muse. as much as i like baishe, the muse isn't quite there anymore.
" That's because I'm not human. "
A simple response to a simple question. Baishe tapped his chin, head tilting as he observed the man before him in return. " The real question is, what are 𝘺𝘰𝘶 ? "
Had it been anyone else, they would've been unsettled. But not Baishe. He was more curious ...
▍ ❛ ㅤ 白蛇 。
▍ ❛ ㅤ 白蛇 。
▍ ❛ ㅤ 白蛇 。
ᅠ˚˖𓍢ִ໋ ✧˚. 𝐌 .
▍ ❛ ㅤ 白蛇 。
▍ ❛ ㅤ 白蛇 。
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〈 ℌ𝔞𝔫𝔰 〉🥀
he is the beauty in 𝖽𝗲𝖼𝖺𝘆. the epitome of peace in the 𝗺𝖺𝖼𝖺𝘣𝙧𝗲.
