Friends on the Other Side
Friends on the Other Side
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Have you ever heard the guffaws of hyenas in the plains of mad amusement or the mourning howls of jackals at the temples of broken tragedy?
Fools were no different, barking wildly with no sense of control, hollering as they roll towards their worship of Aha.
It’s like a theatre, a broken reality with serious faces and comedic relieves.
Such were thieves, smaller, crueler, a sure law-breaker but their purpose in serving Aha is to draw power and that by such will they be elated to do away with their crimes in return there would be more joy in THEY’RE theatre.
Leblanc, in his younger days was a solo thief infiltrating or escaping places, along with the planets treasured jewels that hold great significant value…be it historically or a ‘simple’ financial gain for luxury.
His loot was stored away, some he deliberate destroyed better off not remembered by the masses as an item but rather inky mark on the newspapers to spread his fame.
“Absurdity is the best ingredient to get away with anything.” as Leblanc taught his successors in training, Lydia, Cyrus, Arle, ██ell█.
She begs to differ, cause watching his figure jump into the night of Pier Points tall and tough roofs, moonlight illuminating behind him like falling twilight. It all starts to make sense.
Leblanc’s time was running out.
You are a shooting star, a falling comet fading back into the dark masses of the universe, only a trail will be left.
The Laughter has no need of you anymore, you’re an overused show with extended episodes that people are sick of.
He must’ve realized that the moment a tired investigator caught up to him that fateful night.
He is no joy, he is of no joy.
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“Sampo. Is that correct?”
“Hm? Where’d you got that from.” back in a dim corner of the twisted constructs of the underground Stripes held her ground.
Skilled in the dagger, and a mercenary for joy, she knows well of the danger she provokes. “Your gray friend told me.”
“Ah! So sad, she gives off any information in a whim, unlike me you’re gonna have to pay a price.” The man grins like a Cheshire cat, high off the thought of it. His green eyes are almost foretelling everything he’s ever sought out for.
“…If you want anything from me…” He adds.
“I only have questions. I’m sure as a fellow follower of Aha—”
“Oh what do you know about us Masked Fools!” he cuts in. Seems like sharing believes and camaraderie does not apply to him.
Preferring to look past the surface’s profile and peering deeper.
Are you friend are you foe?
“You reek of thievery.” Sampo concludes.
“Same goes to you.” to that he laughs heartily reminiscent of the Elation, placing a hand on his forehead as he holds his stomach.
“We’re not so different are we? Except for the fact you wont be receiving The Laughter’s blessing anymore.” she’s foreseen that, same ways Leblanc did. Call her a mourning actor by the solemnity of her face.
“Aha knows no loyalty. So long as THEY derive joy…” she could not say it aloud.
from the smoke of the world, burnt to crisps as everyone signals its fall.
THEY are the little embers that come and go into the darkness, there is little happiness in the warmth it gives but it is still burning.
Comet stars.
“Ohh smile a bit, Miss Stripes. This is not the path you’re supposed to take anyway, i know for a fact!” the man beams.
Is she supposed to smile at this? Would they tell if its despair or true joy?
Crack a smile either way. “Yeah, while it still lasts.” a real pity how she was stolen from her own life and into a dying man’s.
“That would be 500 credits.” he holds his hand out but thats no problem for her, she just won a few credits from the earlier fight club matches.
The girl place the bills right on his palm in gratitude for the consolation following up with a question seeing that Sampo had been at ease.
“How do you suppose i escape him?”
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