Daniel Garcia
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He kept his shirt over his mouth and noise as to not breath in the miasmic air that hung in the stale air, slowly making his way down the hall. Rattle. “–!” Nearly jumping out of his skin, he was startled as his boot kicked into something by accident–looking down to find bones just laying in the corridor. Such a sight made his stomach drop as a cold shiver ran throughout his body. It was beginning to seem like much more than he narrowly imagined. …Is this place really just a place where they…
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Whatever thoughts raced through his head, he came to the same conclusion: he needed to take out the man with the keys–especially while he was online. With that in mind, he didn’t discard the idea of finding an alternate entrance, looking up to find an empty window sitting high above his head. Quietly now…He told himself. Wielding his staff, he focused as he silently manifested a slow protrusion of stone from beneath his feet, lifting himself up as he allowed it to rise at a crawl, making sure to…
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As the man took his leave from the area with the girl slung over his shoulder, he quietly tiptoed away from his spot in the bushes, beginning to follow behind the man from a safe distance. …This is such a risky plan! I really didn’t give this much thought, did I? He thought. While trailing behind the scruffy-bearded man, he listened in as Oswell talked to himself, or rather, spoke to the unconscious girl who couldn’t hear him. “Guess it doesn’t hurt to say it now, but it was always going to go…
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“I have an idea. One that you’re probably going to hit me for suggesting,” he told her while looking her straight in the eyes. The sapphire-eyed girl gulped, “What is it?” There had been a clear discrepancy in their plan, if it could be called that, which he had only noticed earlier. The idea is to stop Oswell’s trafficking, but how’s that going to happen if we’re just waiting out here to beat him down? Can we really trust that he’s going to lead us back to his operation, and not right…
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“Ugh…” He groaned. “…I’m out,” Reno gave up. There was roughly one-fifth of the pie consumed, as it was far too much of a tall task for the two youths. “Ba-ha-ha! Got a long way to go, don’t ya?” Urming laughed. “…Yeah, yeah,” he quietly mumbled. Retrieving three thrones from his pouch of coins, he paid up for failing the seemingly impossible task, to which the bear continued laughing boisterously as he took the leftovers away and cleaned the dishes off. “–“ He sat at…
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“Being taken away, held by grimy, scum-of-the-world men like that with the idea of being sold off,” he answered, “It’s just the worst. As simple as that.” It was clear that there was something inside of the young boy that spoke of firsthand experience, but Reno chose not to pry as she parted her lips quietly, stopping herself from emitting a word. “I understand how you feel though,” he replied with a smile. “–” Reno looked at him. “You’re afraid of Urming getting hurt, aren’t…
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“Hey, Gramps!” Reno called out. Once the young girl had greeted the bear, who had a wheat straw sticking out from between its lips, he was beginning to piece together what was going on. This bear is…? Hold on–is this a demi-human?! I thought they all looked kinda, more…human?! He realized. The bipedal, human-clothed bear gave a pat to the girl’s head, “Staying safe out there? It’s been getting rowdy around here lately–” While speaking, the bear demi-human stopped as he finally…
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The man rubbed his chin with his sable glove before glancing at the young boy, “Oh, I see. It’s like that, then. Well, get to it–I’m expecting my payment by tonight. If I don’t have it, well…” There was something being alluded to by the man’s words, though he didn’t know what it was, Reno certainly did as she visibly shivered. “…I know!…I know…I’ll have it,” Reno said through a quivering voice. The tension in the air was palpable as the darkly-dressed man stared down at…
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As he walked through the streets of Elsia beside the girl, he watched her out of the corner of her eye, which she noticed quickly as she huffed. “…I swore on ‘Aerium The Great’, didn’t I?” Reno asked. “Well…” He wryly smiled. “You have no idea, do you?! Children of Aerium can’t break a promise like that!” Reno looked at him. The girl was quite loud in her words, drawing attention from the goers of the city as he glanced around, not much of a fan of all the unwanted…
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“You’re younger than me and able to use magic like that?!” Reno let out before coughing and correcting herself, “…Anyway, just because you’re a kid doesn’t mean I won’t hold back on you! You’re younger than me, so do the same!” “What?! You’re still going on about that?! One year! You’re one year older than me!” He contested. Before he could get any further words out, Reno sprung towards him again with the nimbleness of a cat, springing forward and attempting to swipe at him…
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