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Weapons: A gun holster, the back (above her rear) holds two .45's, a bow with infinite arrows, whips (two at each side), and twin swords (they are...
Name: Saylor Age: 17 Personality: Shy, quiet, creative, good with guns, knives, whips (helps to disarm opponents), has a bad past. Role: Girl who...
(Guys I'll be back later. I have a huge problem. Sorry )
Saylor: -sighs- A.... Princess cannot accept help.
(I love that song! Makes me cry) Saylor: Stop Clara. Just stop. I don't like being healed by others. I can't stand it. I heal others and myself.
Saylor: -facepalms- Oh my god... I'm Death okay? And I'm not in god damn pain just exhausted. There's a difference.
Saylor: -sighs- It's not painful, just exhausting. -looks at Scarlet- At least your not Death. It's worse.
Saylor: Uhm Clara sweetie... I'm not in any god damn pain!
Saylor: -goes inside-
Saylor: -groans- YOU CAN'T HEAL THIS! It's not a frigging health issue try to understand that please!
Saylor: -laughs- Don't worry I'm not "on fire". This is a form of me... I had to change to it. But I'm not In pain. When I pass out, someone's...
Saylor: -whole body turns into black flames and she sits outside, her eyes yellow- Sigh... This isn't good.
Saylor: -growls softly to Clara- Leave me be for now... It's nothing you can help with I'm not hurt
Saylor: -stands up- You can't heal Death. -sighs and walks outside-
Saylor: -laughs- You can't heal what's already dead. Besides Clara... I'm also a witch.
Saylor: -stands up stumbling- Sigh... If you want to be changed, who would you choose to change you?
Saylor: -goes pale then wakes up- Dammit... They gotta stop this.
Saylor: This isn't a life I was supposed to have either... -sighs, coughs up blood and passes out-