ใ ๐ช๐ฝ, ๐๐๐๐น ๐ป๐๐๐๐๐. ใ
@TremblinInBoots
PfP by anniechromes ; Bloodborne Hunter; โMy Dearest Dollโฆ โฅ๏ธโ @TheOrdinaryDoll
ใ ๐๐ฃ๐ค๐ช๐๐ ๐ฉ๐ง๐๐ข๐๐ก๐๐ฃ' ๐๐ฃ ๐ฎ๐๐ง ๐๐ค๐ค๐ฉ๐จ ! ๐ผ ๐๐ช๐ฃ๐ฉ๐๐ง ๐ข๐ช๐จ๐ฉ ๐๐ช๐ฃ๐ฉ. ใ #BlooBorneRP #MVRP ๐ธ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ท๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฑ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
He reached for her cheek, gently cupping it, wiping a tear away. โWhat more? I was not always a Hunter. I know not who I am without the Huntโฆโ A sigh โYou weep Dollโฆ?โ
ใ ค It seems this time it was her who have went quiet at his mumbling question. โ You are the Hunter and now in need of medical attention. โ Voice so dull it could've been someone else entirely, but it was herโ the doll that only knew of hunters. But her eyes weep... ใ ค
Micolashโs fingers came back dirty with grime that had been wiped with the tears, blood and dirt. Tremblin remained silent, not objecting to Micoโs idea but not sure about it either. โIf you think soโฆโ
His hand went up to his face to gently hold his cheek, wiping away at his tears. โwell, that's not entirely true. I'm sure, come with me to mensis, I can get you a quill and some paper.โ
Tremblin swiftly cut off a piece from the grilling meat and stabbing it with a fork. Handing the fork to the other โEnjoy. Easier to hunt than beasts. How is the Hunt going for you?โ
Despite his hunger, he opened his mouth to turn it down, but the growling of his stomach interrupted him. โ Yes.. please. โ
Prople will resort to eat anything in time of need. And the Hunt is one of said times. He motions to the meat โWish for a piece?โ
What pleasant news.. he didnโt even know people ate the meat of beasts. Heโs sitting down regardless, heโs too hungry to care where it came from.
Heโs free to sit down and have some. And this time itโs not even beast meat! Just normal, actual sheep meat
Meat.. nobody ever offers that anymore. Could he swipe a little?
Heโs got some meat grilling over a fire
Heโs starving
Staring up at the night sky still โSomething celestial. Ebrietas I believe it was called.โ A sigh โI have no idea what else to doโฆโ
ew. his face visibly contorts. " what in the nine realms bled this much and why the hel are you.. in it? "
Tremblin remained silent for a moment, surprised by this sudden leap in affection from what he was used to. โDollโฆ who am I?โ It didnโt sound as if heโd lost his memory, more so that he struggled to figure himself out.
ใ ค The Doll simply shush him with a soft kiss on his hair, quite a leap from what she previously done for her beloved hunter. โ Rest now, No need to talk just yet. โ ใ ค
โ โ โ โทโ โ . หโ โ THERONโ โโ CORBIN. THE โ HUNTER โ OF โ DEATH โ ๐ฆโโฌ๐ฅ โ โ ... โ โธโธ โHeโs a ๐ค๐ณ๐ฐ๐ธ of ๐ฎ๐ป๐ผ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ธ๐ถ๐ป๐ฑ. One with ๐ง๐จ ๐ง๐๐ฌ๐ญ, ๐๐ ๐๐๐, and ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐.โ ใ ก ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ โ โ โ #BLOODBORNERP โ
โ โ โ โ โ ... โ โธโธ "Heโs ๐ป๐ผ ๐๐๐ป๐๐ฒ๐ฟ. ๐๐ถ๐ฏ๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด are ๐บ๐ฒ๐ป. That oneโs ๐๐ฌ๐จ๐ป๐ฏ in ๐ณ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฑ๐๐๐."
โI cannot write anymore Micolashโฆ My handsโฆ they only know how to hold a weapon.โ Clawing at Micolashโs shirt, staring into his eyes, tears coming to his own. โMy mind, it only thinks of the Hunt. My spirit is fractured.โ One deep sigh after his words
Silence, letting speak before letting out a sigh of his own. โyou hear it call to you now, but that doesn't define you. If I remember anything, I do know you were a writer.โ
His eyes frenzied as they always are, on the verge of being blood drunk. โI canโt stop. I feel the Hunt. I donโt find solace in anything but the Hunt.โ A moment of silence โI canโt even remember who I was beforeโฆโ His voice breaking on that last word
โlike whatโ๏ธ..โ He's looking into those eyes. He seems worse every time he comes around.
Staring up at nothing, towards the ceiling. โWhy am I like this Micolashโฆ?โ
Running cold fingers through his hair.. โhey darling..โ
Itโs not his blood. โHello Micolashโฆโ A deep sigh
Kneeling beside him.. is he okayโ๏ธ
Letting her pick him up, as always her real strength is impressive compared yo her fragile body. A deep sigh exiting the Hunterโs lips. โHello Dollโฆโ
ใ ค Worried gaze fixate on his body, hands readily picking him up as gentle as they could. Oh, what has he gotten himself into... ใ ค
Slight twitch at the poke โNot my blood.โ A long and deep sigh, almost disappointed it isnโt
" uhh, something something, the hunter became the hunted. " knelt down beside. poke. poke. still alive?
Lying on the ground in a puddle of bloodโฆ
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