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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -2px; margin-top: -37px;]Gendry Simul Stamus[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; text-align: center; margin-top: -15px;]HAWKCLAN — APPRENTICE — INFORMATION — NO POWERS — INTERACTION — OTHER
[hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]Listen to the voices, that's what Helios had told him. Last time they had just taken over and he'd disappeared, hardly recalling. Now, he was trying to listen to them, maybe even side with them.They called out to him, speaking to him now. "I can't do that" he shouted at one voice demanding him to kill. "No, no, that's bad," he yelled at another.
Back and forth the conversation went. Then...
Gendry Simul Stamus was gone.
And in his place was Gendry Mortem.
He took a deep breathe, then opened his eyes. Slowly he observed his surroundings. It had been awhile since he'd last come out and he craved blood, was that bad?
He stretched his limbs out and waited for a victim.
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