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CURRENT HOUSING:

Currently living both in his designated housing, but also Adams House (pretty much in Kavinsky's bed nightly).

 

SCARS / MARKINGS:
ENVY - Cut into his left forearm (via Blue)
SUFFER - Carving into his calf via himself.
WRIST SCARS (successful suicide) + Thigh SCAR.
WRIST TATTOO -  Paw on his right wrist (via Kavinsky)
THROAT TATTOO - A raven with its wings spread on either side of his neck,
the face is a skull of the raven instead, and the background is filled with blue, purple and hints of red watercolor splashes. (Tattoo shop on Mammons Island.)
RIBCAGE TATTOO - An arrow for Clint and an hourglass for Nat.
STITCH SCARS AROUND MOUTH + slightly damaged vocal cords - Thanks to The Veiled Order capture.
MERMAN Features; white hands with claws and subtle webbing that's retractable, iridescent scales over his hands and in random spots.

DEMON ATTRIBUTES:

Demon Teeth.
The beginning of Pointy Ears (not pictures because right now they're just itchy and growing).
[These are based off Hellburbia Suicide].
Slowly his hands are turning White and his nails are turning into claws (basically)





RICHARD JOSEPH LYNCH
aka
little grey dragon he adopted from Mammons Island.

 

N A V I G A T I O N:  kinks & permissions | visuals | funeral | bdsm info | cr chart
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Comments

Text

[triggerguard]

[The first had been a check-in, but no response with everything going on? Yeah it makes Jesper fidget. Noah's normally quick on the pick-up, so radio silence doesn't bode well in his book.]

Not funny, Noah. Just...Look either message back that you're good or come home.

[Except the suite with him and Wylan wasn't Noah's home now, was it?]

You know what I mean. Come back.

Voice;

[triggerguard]

[When texting doesn't call, you dial it up. So to speak. So, phone calls. We're moving on to calls now.]

Look, I don't know what's going on or if something else happened, but you're worrying me. It's not like you to go dark.

Just...let me know you got this?

Video; \o\ I have completed the trifecta of contact types

[triggerguard]

[Jesper has set the device off to the side, recording on as he moves about to get dressed. He's in his trousers, currently tugging a vest on over his shirt.]

You're not answering me. All your people are on the other side of that damn wall...

[He's frustrated. Worried. He finishes with his vest and throws on his coat with a huff before frowning at the camera.]

I don't know where else to look but there so-- [He shrugs before grabbing his guns and putting them in his holsters. No flair, no finesse--just business.]

So either you let me know you're still around. Or I'm going in assuming that's where I'll find you. [He's reached out to Kaz. But regardless of what answers he gives, unless it's a confirmation Noah's in that mess, he's going to assume the worst anyway.]

Text - un: ripraven

[enoderedrum]

I’m fine.

I just need some….space. I’m okay. Don’t go to the burbs.

Text

[triggerguard]

Saints. Scared me half to death you know.

You--Space. Right...

[He. Did. Not. Like. This.]

You're still welcome here. When you feel up to company, or need it.

Re: Text

[enoderedrum]

It isn’t you.
I’m just not feeling….balanced right now.
It’s easier if I stay away from other people.
If I need you I’ll call.
💙

Text

[triggerguard]

Is it unfair if I tell you I get it but don't like it?

Stay close, all right? Just in case.

[...]

💜

Re: Text

[enoderedrum]

No. I like that you worry.

…💙 I won’t be far.