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Asra:
You suddenly left so he followed you to see you just watching the market center. There was nothing in your eyes, just staring at the center, the busiest spot of the whole market. He felt as if something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what exactly it is. He knew something was off about you, but that wasn't it. He slowly put his hand on your shoulder, calling your name, but you moved his hand off without looking, telling him not to distract you because you don't want to miss it. He was confused, and freaked out as you weren't blinking, before asking what you don't want to miss. He hesitated then jokingly asked what's so important that you aren't even blinking. You pointed and said "that". And, as if on cue, suddenly the ground burst open and people went flying, followed with screams erupting and fire catching. An explosion had gone off under the market! He pulled you closer as people began rushing past, not caring who they trample in the process. He began shouting your name to say you two have to get moving, but ended up just starting then slowly letting go. You were smiling... as if you were admiring a beautiful scenery, or as if you were listening to a slightly amusing story told by a loved one. He couldn't help but whisper that you did that, so you looked at him then pat his shoulder, whispering back magic is brillant and you are so happy he taught it to you. He was so dumbfounded he couldn't even reply, all he could do was watch as you pat his cheek then walked off, vanishing into the crowd causing him to finally start moving and thinking again: screaming your name before rushing after you.
Nadia:
Blood was flying everywhere, and all she could do was watch. She couldn't even think properly anymore. What had happened? She's not sure. She was just standing on the landing of the staircase, watching the guests below dancing around. She was throwing a ball for your birthday. But then gasps came, and people came rushing in. Before she could even yell to the guards to control the situation a sword came twirling through the room and slammed right into the back of a lord, who stumbled then collapsed, causing the whole room to burst into screaming and shouting. All she could see was just various colors scrampling around, trying to rush to the exits, some even to the windows. Anything to get out as the villain approached. She was ready for anything, for anyone. Or so she thought.
You entered, covered in blood with a grin spread from ear-to-ear. Everything froze for her. Why? What happened? You were okay this morning, you were even talking about how excited you are for today. Or... you meant about this exact moment, and you had planned this all out? No, she refuses to believe that you would plan this. She snapped back to reality when something hit her face. Her hand slowly touched her face. Blood... She looks down to the performance you are putting up. You had twirled around, and using magic on your sword, had sliced everyone close to you in just a second, and so the blood went flying. And soon the room was empty. Well, not exactly; the corpses decorated the floor. She could still see some last guests just jumping out the window or managing to make it out the doors. You held your arms out, happily calling her name before walking up the stairs slowly, laughing this is the best birthday ever. Once in front of her she held her head high, her lips pressed together to not show you how hard she's shaking that even her lips are trembling. You pout a little before dragging your finger from her lip corner to her cheek, doing the same on the other side, then clapped your hands on her shoulders and happily said she should smile at a birthday party.
Julian:
You were both at the tavern after a tiring adventure, so all you want is a drink and some silence. That's all you want. But that second part is hard to get when the drunkards keep loudly laughing and yelling about stuff. Julian, who was also tired, for once wasn't excitedly joining them, just slouched back and drinking his drink, going through the whole adventure in his head again. But he slowly came out of it when he heard gagging aside him. He flew up. This person is choking! And they were choking, but because you had broken a wine bottle some people ordered and stabbed it into the drunkard's neck, and so he was choking on his own blood. He scratched at his neck, falling to his knees, and then fell onto his side and stopped moving. Only once again to twitch and make a gag sound. His friends stayed frozen, like everyone else, but then also shot into action. They ran to you, throwing their fists, but you pulled the bottle out the dead man's body and sliced one of the friend's wrists causing blood to go flying everywhere. You just smacked their face into the table, yelling for them to be fucking silent as nobody wants to hear their stupid stories and some people are here to ponder about their bizarre lives. And so this man was also dead. Now only one friend was left, hesitating, glancing to the door and you, debating what to do so you said "boo" causing them to go running. But they hit their own foot and fell down. And that was pathetic to you, so pathetic you deemed the man not worthy of existing anymore, and so you sat on his back, pulled their head back via their head, before slicing the sharp broken bottle edge across their neck. While doing so you leaned down and whispered into his ear if they had just been silent none of this would have happened. As he bleeded out you hit your forehead against the back of his head, stroking his hair, whispering you didn't want to do any of this but this life is so stressful and they were right there, if they had just stayed quietly in the shadows they would now be alive and well. Someone called your name so looked over your shoulder to see Julian staring at you with widen eyes filled with confusion, shock, and disgust. So you held your hands out, joking if he just kills two more people now then it's even. As you walked back to your spot, you slammed the bottle against his chest, threatening him not to act as if he's any better because he also killed a man. He spoke, though with every body part of his trembling, that he did it for a good reason, so you said with a shrug, no remorse or guilt showing, that you did it for a good reason too. And so all he could do was sit back down, though now farther away, and just holding his drink; not once sipping from it, looking extremely pale, nervous, and scared.

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