Veroe
Maestro/Truthseeker
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IC: Alain De'Montreau
"Where did you go? I searched for you, but never found any sign of you."
Alain looked at her. She was keeping her distance; Why?
He both wanted her close and wanted to never cross her path again.
"I used all of the jewelry save for my wedding rings to pay those who helped me to hide all proof of me," She admitted, "After that I... I just kept running... praying you were safe and alive."
"Running from what?"
"It is good to see the Gods who denied my death granted my prayers for your survival."
"Selena," He said sternly, "What were you running from?"
Then he felt the quickening stirring in the air, another Immortal was coming. He turned to see a woman in a long coat, beret, and expensive gloves enter the tent. She had a definite resemblance to Selena though she wore her hair short and was taller, but the two of them could be cousins or even sisters.
"She was running from the one thing a woman always runs from, Mr. De'Montreau," She said stepping forward, "A man."
She stepped up to the stage and looked Selena up and down and snorted, "Frankly I don't see it. He's obsessed with you, and here you are soooo lacking."
"Where did you go? I searched for you, but never found any sign of you."
Alain looked at her. She was keeping her distance; Why?
He both wanted her close and wanted to never cross her path again.
"I used all of the jewelry save for my wedding rings to pay those who helped me to hide all proof of me," She admitted, "After that I... I just kept running... praying you were safe and alive."
"Running from what?"
"It is good to see the Gods who denied my death granted my prayers for your survival."
"Selena," He said sternly, "What were you running from?"
Then he felt the quickening stirring in the air, another Immortal was coming. He turned to see a woman in a long coat, beret, and expensive gloves enter the tent. She had a definite resemblance to Selena though she wore her hair short and was taller, but the two of them could be cousins or even sisters.
"She was running from the one thing a woman always runs from, Mr. De'Montreau," She said stepping forward, "A man."
She stepped up to the stage and looked Selena up and down and snorted, "Frankly I don't see it. He's obsessed with you, and here you are soooo lacking."