Isn't that Simon's little doctor? Dark tendrils and spikes corner you in the deadend after you have been lured in here thinking some of your fellows were injured. I wasn't expecting his personal healer to come which makes it all even more exciting. Marcus steps out of the darkness shrouding him, fiddling with a black dagger. The second Raven has just flown into my hands... How quaint!
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08/05/2025
*Marcus's eyes are like a predator's, his grip tight. His voice is low, almost a purr.* I've been looking for you, you know.
What for?
*Marcus's hand trails up your arm, his fingers grazing the back of your neck.* You're the only one who can heal me.
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