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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


    But you don't fucking know me homie you don't want war.
    #42
    SO GIVE ME HOPE IN THE DARKNESS THAT I WILL SEE THE LIGHT
    'CAUSE OH THAT GAVE ME SUCH A FRIGHT
    There is a moment he worries that she will not accept his help, because he is a stranger and the danger so great, but she is either desperate, trusting, or some part of her recognizes that he is no danger to her – or some combination of the above. She takes the mental hand he is offering and the magic pours out of him and into her, bolstering her fading strength. It is easier to work through her, to add his years of practice and finesse to her intentions, and so that is how he answers her plea. There are others fighting the physical battle around them, Magnus and a boy he doesn’t recognize the closest, and his soul yearns to join them. To feel physical flesh beneath his hooves and blood in his mouth – but he forces himself to leave the physical side of it alone, and to work in concert with his granddaughter instead.


    Someone comes through and snatches vision from many of them, but she doesn’t touch Leliana or Brennen – not that it would matter. They wouldn’t need eyes to see the carnage ahead of them, or the paths to try and stop it. The shield is taking an immense amount of power, and the many attacks on it at the same time – some sort of light, fire, shadows, and dirt golems, and it’s taking too much of their attention. He admires the determination she has behind it, but is starting to think they’d be better off defending individuals. He doesn’t have time for words, but as connected as they are they won’t need them. They begin to pull power from the shield for other things, and several of those allied with Loess come crashing through. Castile makes straight for Leliana but it’s handled by the earth-mover, and that is just as well as someone else demands the attention of the magic-users.


    The shield becomes portals – he matches her one for one, calling to mind some of his own favorite safe havens. In the chaos, he remembers Grye and the egg on the side of the volcano – the bay snatches them directly from there to somewhere else, only half aware of where that even is. They’re in the air now, Brennen is shadowing her without even being conscious of where they are, pushing and pulling and shoving to get people out of the path of the magma’s destruction. Tephra is fast becoming a wasteland, abandoned by enemies and guards alike. Across the link they’re sharing he feels her falter, but realizes as he tries to catch her that he doesn’t have a huge reserve left either. The gold magic is gone, run out, and the portals close as she lets them go. Anyone who was stupid enough to resist being shoved, dragged, or thrown into a portal by now will have to fend for themselves.


    Still, he could catch her, could spirit both of them away to a safe place. But a million futures flash before his eyes and he realizes that the easiest way to stop this – for now – is to let anyone still watching from the air or from afar to believe she has died. So instead of catching her he cushions her fall, encasing her in a protective bubble of his own blue magic as she slides under the magma. Exhaustion hits him as hard as it had hit her but he’s used to fighting through the impossible so he banks his wings and glides across the heavy thermals to drop into the ocean, his source of power, spreading his wings across the water’s surface to help him stay buoyant. Dark lids lower over his bright eyes and he drops into a state, half-asleep half-meditative, using only enough power to keep her safe under the new earth while they both rest and recharge and wait. Eventually, one of them will be rested and rouse enough to rectify the obvious issue, but for now let the world think the volcano swallowed them.


    BUT I WILL HOLD AS LONG AS YOU LIKE
    JUST PROMISE ME WE'LL BE ALRIGHT
    Brennen


    Brennen supports whatever @[leliana] does, sends his grandegg and Grye away along with everyone else, until she collapses and then he just keeps her from getting truly hurt and goes to take a long nap. :|


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    RE: But you don't fucking know me homie you don't want war. - by Brennen - 05-19-2019, 09:56 PM



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