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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


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    He assures her that she will love the island, and she has no doubt in her mind that she will. The enthusiasm is infectious as she trots beside him, happy with the pace and the conversation although she has to ask him to explain and describe what pineapples and papayas are. Such neat names though! She keeps saying papaya over and over because it is fun to say, especially stretched out and in fake accents until she has tears leaking out of her eyes from laughing at herself so hard.


    Bean halts as he does and the island across the tidal flats captivates her. It is stunning! She’s struck momentarily dumb by how impressive and beautiful it is, and her mind fills up with all the fanciful explorations to be bad there. Endless adventures! Kind of like endless shrimp, and there might be those there too, trapped in tidepools for her to mess with er… examine. “Woooowwwww…” she says on a slow exhale as he leads her across the tidal muck. 


    She doesn’t shake off the water like he does. If she did, it would be equivalent to a dog shaking itself dry and that’s just too much water to be flying around. Might be considered assault… with a deadly element. There she goes, giggling to herself again at the thought of that. Until she realizes that Blue is ahead of her and has spotted someone else. The interaction suggests it is not someone familiar to him, and maybe not to the island.


    No matter, Bean is not scared. She’s curious though, and it causes her to creep (just imagine that - a pony-sized horse creeping forward one hoof at a time, skulking might be more apt) towards them. She’s caught! By his apologetic grin that tears her gaze away from the wonder standing before them. Bean smiles back, still curious about the horse made of shimmering color and flowery vines. It just doesn’t seem possible but here it is, and brown old Bean just stares.


    “Hiya,” she offers, definitely not shy as she comes to stand right next to Blue as if she belongs nowhere else and was never taught about personal boundaries. Most likely she was but probably wasn’t paying attention at the time. She was probably dreaming about creatures like this, dragonfly and plant, and she almost asks if she dreamt her up but for once, that just seems rude so she smiles instead. 


    Other sorts of adjectives spring to mind as she smiles and stares, the mind of staring that is rude and unblinking. Pretty. Gorgeous. Beautiful. All describe both the island and the female, and Bean… just grins like a goofball and thinks her happy thoughts. She’s kinda like Peter Pan in horse form, only nothing that magical or exceptional. Or lost for that matter, because she’s right beside Blue and that does matter. 
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    Messages In This Thread
    new lights - by Isilya - 11-16-2019, 08:53 PM
    RE: new lights - by Gale - 11-17-2019, 10:16 AM
    RE: new lights - by bean - 11-17-2019, 11:33 AM
    RE: new lights - by Isilya - 12-21-2019, 09:52 PM
    RE: new lights - by Ruinam - 12-23-2019, 04:48 AM
    RE: new lights - by Gale - 12-28-2019, 10:04 AM



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