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Hearing his response, Red2 felt she was arriving somewhere, she perform a lunge jump forward out of the window and slowly descend to the ground, she land gently just a good range (mid) from him. "oh that's simple, you stay on the cold, I stay right here" Red2 pause for reaction then continue...

"I can see, so you don't own the place but dictate who can stay, what a strange way of doing things, how about we share, the landmark is actually divided into two" Red1 points to cold side of the island and then to the hot side to show her point. "besides looking at you, you wouldn't do so...

We should be a good distance from each other (long range), am in the Fort and you outside Red1 didn't expect her hospitality to be straight out turned down but what do you expect from a world that belongs to no one and everyone. The island was becoming busy, it was like the place was ripe...

"there it is" Avon note to herself. Aside the charming effect of her reluctant ally trademark eyes, there was another rumour associated with those eyes that she could testify to - illusion tricks and there was a tell when the eyes where used for such, the tell was the upper and lower lid of...

" I get it, I get it, no more mister nice guy " Avon thought to herself, the water press hard against her body restricting her movement just after he point his blade at her, she is puzzled, this was no fun fair, she had really stepped into it deep, the world is full of scary people and this...

Avon walked into the mirror realm and kept walking until she sees a familiar figure, he had stop moving and was doing that thing with his blade again, a cloud formed dragon encircled her, and for unknown reason he was less chatting unlike before. " hey, thanks for giving me the Fort and all...

Avon was not about to let go so easily, though relief could be seen on her face for a short moment as he stop his attack and open up a portal then go into it, should things had escalated beyond this point, she would have had to flee. At this point she manage to pass a test she was unaware of...

" what's with those eyes, did his hotness just hit the roof or what " Avon thought to herself, the storm continues to disturb the peace of the room but somehow the room was still standing intact, Avon watch as you drew closer, it was clear at this point, conflict was unavoidable so she thought...

" serve? Belong to? Village? " Avon would ask rhetorically " I am a loner mister, unless you counting block head here who refuse to leave my side, in this world I put myself first, no one will do that for me " Avon study her visitor's blade, the situation was getting dire, clearly he was out...

" your Fort? Nice way to Bury the lead " Avon could doubt her visitors claims but watching the structure tune to his will as she did not close up the door herself, considering its just two of them, he did it. Unlike before she decid not to make any more careless move, her visitor had gotten to...

While you go about your story and take your sight off her, you will turn around to see your audience missing from her position. From the sofa, Avon perform a backflip and land by the door way, she wait for you to pause or stop talking, it felt like this speech was well rehearsed, the manner of...

" what happened to them, you ask, well... I think the red fever killed them off but who knows " Avon replied, this time her voice coming from another direction... " you... " Just as the masked lady and red haired man continue their role play, the manservant reappear back into the room...

Avon tried to hold back her excitement, being a good host was essential to her next step in the right direction. As you will enter the room, you immediately observe the room is dark, all windows shut with only one source of light coming from the roof, the light shine downward to reveal a red...

Avon stood at the top of a structure in the Fort, with the aid of scope, she watch closely as an entertaining event unfold, the handicap guy on a floating chair clearly was no push over, he with the assistance of a comrade battled back the ships at shore, the island that was once void of life...

Coming from LM 177 Avon watch as the island reveals itself to her, it was a beauty just the right atmosphere to send people away, the presence of a volcano screamed danger, who would dare create a home here other than if the person is suicidal or had a flair for crazy. What a masterpiece, death...