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Death is only a fate too good for some of you.. yeesh.

Nothing that concerns her—.

Maybe so. But she has nothing to be concerned about! He’s fine. Will be, anyways..

join the club, pal.

/ i was actually considering using nite owl (at least the suit) for an oc but i wanted to see how this one did first 😭

/ i have a basic idea, i guess i just need people to bounce ideas off of. 😭 but thank you so much!! that’s so sweet of you. i adore all your accounts, the few that i’ve seen 🥺🥺

/ I’d be more than happy to, but only if you’re open to it. ☺️ But I’m just honest. Your accounts all look so lovely and I’d love to write with any and all of them!! 🫶

.. how intriguing.

nothing, just.. so many faces that have yet to wander into his little warehouse of horrors, as he likes to call it.

.. he helps heal supes. he’s seen a lot of shit, okay.

“It’s best not to question it,” he says, with a small smile. Taking a sip of his nearby coffee. “It’s a long, complicated story.”

“I’ve got it all— and I suppose, if you have the time.” He’d say, standing up, before beginning to prep some tea; continuing to talk as he does such. “Cade, by the way.”

“Alira. Beautiful name,” he’d say, turning his head back to her with a smile, before nodding. “Well, every child has a dream. Some dream of being race car drivers. Some dream of being astronauts. I dreamt of helping those in need.”

“I suppose you could say that. Even if the people I’m healing aren’t exactly the best of people,” he’d say softly, before turning around to her with a fresh cup of tea, reaching out to hand it to her. “My parents raised me a certain way, I suppose.”