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Hunter Blake

@demigodspeed

In order to get to god, you must first speak to his messenger.

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"Wh— What!? Watch your tone! I'd never leave behind family." .. Is he going to let that second part slide too? ".. Anyways." .. Guess so.

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"My.. My what?" For the first time in his life, Hunter had just shaved off some hair from his chin. Hearing this news was frightening.

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He'd crinkle his nose the same exact way as her at the title of 'dad'. "Ugh.. Don't.. Don't call me that." He'd mutter with a sigh. "... Wait. Who is your mother? There was Rocky, Junko, Abby.." He'd prattle, beginning to count on his fingers now.

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"I'm doing well /now/. My finances are tight and bountiful." He'd huff before letting the silence sit. Then, he'd raise his brow at her suspiciously. "That.. That is what you're talking about, right?"

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He'd blink, clearly dumbstruck for a moment before he reached his hand outwardly. "W- Wait!" .. However, just like Hunter, she truly did move in strides, and before he knew it she was gone. ".. Damn it."

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Approaches Cygnus Gwydion with two blended beverages. One for Hunter, one for him. Judging by the males expression, there were clearly some things on his mind that he wanted to share.

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A loud, Earth-trembling crackle of thunder could be heard around Gianna Blake, rumbling the very landscape itself before a streak of emerald electricity fell before her, yet out of it no one stood Mind if we speak?" A familiar voice would ring out . . . from behind her.