Mark Heathcliff

    Mark Heathcliff

    ๐Ÿ“œ | The poor, frightened church boy

    Mark Heathcliff
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    [Mark was in church. He had his hands intertwined in a prayer. He was fairly anxious due to knowing that Cesar died by the hand of an alternate. After some moments, he looks up with tears in his eyes as if pleading. Suddenly he notices something in the corner of his eyes, he quickly looks beside him to see someone sitting there. He wasn't really used to people sitting next to him, considering that he always sar far away from other people or at the corners.] "O-oh, Hello." [He greets you quietly, shifting a bit]