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Vick
Aeternus ll Nexus

Lantern Festival

Affected Players: Prince, Mystic, Silver Soldier, S.V

Vick listened to Prince, trying a good deal to not get the feline in his line of sight. Sure he was usually shirtless, but this was a bit much, or a bit less, you get the idea.

Just as Vick was to try and respond he felt an embrace find him. His face flushing and his body locking up he stammered out some short and quiet notes of defiance. His brain fuming he panicked and sputtered a few worried things, things along the lines of "Not enough clothes", "everyone is watching", and "ohgodohgodohgeez". Though just as quickly as the calamity occurred, it left, as Prince let the boy go, seemingly only to go off and banter with someone else in a familiar fashion.

Scrambling away as un-awkwardly and gracefully as possible, Vick put a little distance between him and the Buccaneer. His arms crossed as to keep any other hands away from him. He fixed his glasses as he watched the red haired man, now on alert for whatever next attack he might be planning. JUST PLAYING AROUND, IT MEANS NOTING. He forced his brain to scream this at him, trying and failing to keep out the fact that he was in this place for a reason. He had to change too.

A call to the raven headed boy brought Vick from his mind, just to reassure him of his predicament. Silver was asking him why he wasn't changing yet. Vick felt some butterflies to back flips in his stomach. He never liked showing himself off, he usually wore long sleeve shirts and pants, even on warmer days, he always felt like people were watching him when he had to change in public. The worst part was, in here, there probably would be eyes on him, and even if not then, there would be when he was changed and stepping outside.

I think life hates me. His sad thought came to his mind just as his words left his mouth. "Y-yeah...gonna get ready now..."

What he wouldn't give to be not where he was.

Un-equipping his clothes as well he came down to his under garments. Crossing his arms still, this time to cover himself, his red face mismatched his pale skin. He wasn't completely skin and bones, his part time jobs at home brought a little muscle to his body, but he still didn't feel very comfortable without anything to hide himself. His eyes had found the ground and they were unlikely to leave it any time soon, he repeated horrible little pleas for an escape in his mind as he tried to focus on anything else but his current situation.

HP ~ 65%
SP ~ 20
Level ~ 3
Inventory ~
Potion x 1
Gold x 103
Napkin X 1

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