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tampered2009-09-20 09:42 pm
jiyuna_togabito) wrote in tampered2009-09-20 09:42 pm
Log [ongoing]
When; Sept 15; noon
Rating; PG-13?
Characters; Aion![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jiyuna_togabito and Solomon Goldsmith favoritetraitor
Summary; Having a pleasant lunch to discuss interesting matters.
Log;
Could things have gone worse than it already has? That's what it seemed like to the sinner and plagued his mind for the past few days. Chrno returning with the knowledge he had was more than he needed. Those damn deities seemed to always come up with more ways to piss him off, placing more obstacles in his way than there already was. The curses weren't making things any easier either. He had to gather more resources. And with the world this abundant of talented individuals, he smirked, there was bound to be someone useful for his purpose.
Aion made his way towards the apartment building that he was designated to go to at his leisurely pace. Approaching the top floor, it wasn't long before he firmly knocked on the door. Solomon Goldsmith. His meeting with him at the hospital party was interesting enough. Now without Lilith to watch over him like a hawk, it was time to push the envelope more and see who he really was.
Rating; PG-13?
Characters; Aion
jiyuna_togabito and Solomon Goldsmith favoritetraitorSummary; Having a pleasant lunch to discuss interesting matters.
Log;
Could things have gone worse than it already has? That's what it seemed like to the sinner and plagued his mind for the past few days. Chrno returning with the knowledge he had was more than he needed. Those damn deities seemed to always come up with more ways to piss him off, placing more obstacles in his way than there already was. The curses weren't making things any easier either. He had to gather more resources. And with the world this abundant of talented individuals, he smirked, there was bound to be someone useful for his purpose.
Aion made his way towards the apartment building that he was designated to go to at his leisurely pace. Approaching the top floor, it wasn't long before he firmly knocked on the door. Solomon Goldsmith. His meeting with him at the hospital party was interesting enough. Now without Lilith to watch over him like a hawk, it was time to push the envelope more and see who he really was.
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The Chevalier shrugged. At least the conversation had turned to more general things. "Still, what reason was there for any of it? And to simply blow the prison up at the end?" He shook his head, "Death here has no meaning when people simply come back as City dead. So why even bother doing it at all?"