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Untitled - Brief
The words rolled around his mind like some living serpent as he slipped, silently, back into the streets.
He needed the mask. He needed to feel the world racing under him as he flew from rooftop to rooftop. He needed to feel the now comfortable weight of the equipement.
"I appreciate you", Arinelle's voice echoed in the back of his mind as he slipped back towards the manor.
"I don't need anyone!" he heard Cardinal's voice in the echo of his footsteps.
He needed the mask. He needed to feel the weight of it over his face, to know that the coiling and uncoiling hunger within him could be locked behind the metal of it.
"My heart is safe with you," Maelie had written. "See beyond your nobility", The Woman had said. Nick after nick after nick within the armor of his mind until he was left - as some part of him knew he would be, alone in the shadows of the night moving as silent as a ghost.
He needed the mask. He needed to feel like something he would do could be worthy enough - but all he kept coming up with was failure. Failure to help Riley. Failure to help Alex. Failure to be good enough for any of them.
He needed the mask because he needed to not be Victor tonight.
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The Hunt Begins
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Sir Victor Orsei Playlist
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Sentinel
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The Hunt
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A Dance Macabre
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Promises I can't Keep
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Mother
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Easier to Run towards the Ashes
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Perfectly un/happy
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The Hunger
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Untitled - Brief
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Fire
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Heroes
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Animal
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Untitled
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Unmasked
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Hanging in the balance
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Two lives
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A Fall of Sorts
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Scars Unseen and Unsaid
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Old Company
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Control
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Journal Entry - April 1884
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An Evening in Hell
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