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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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    [private]  in a sea gone black; obscene
    #2
    TW: This post and moving forward will contain references to some possibly heavy drug use just fyi

    I can see through you, see your true colors
    Cause inside you're ugly, you're ugly like me
    Aela had caught some of what had been discussed between he and the Loessian Queen but when they do finally return to the Pampas he is quick to fill her in on whatever she had missed. It was not the answer he had been seeking and definitely not one that made the golden Seneschal happy. He had made sure to phrase his response to Oceane carefully when she had made it clear that she wished for no trouble outside of his realm. One that did not necessarily hold him to a truth one way or the other or agree to her terms specifically. “Expansive yes. But we all crave a change of scenery every now and then.” He found that he liked Oceane considerably more then he did Sabra and her weeping stick but there had still been that nagging in his head, as if he could still hear the creepy pastel mare whispering in his ear how she had seen great things in him. When you had Aela whispering on the other side of all the things they could do, it was hard to resist.

    They had left Loess with a clear understanding that they would like to remain stagnant and quiet. And as that was the boring choice (and he refused to be anything but boring) he granted Aela a wish of her own. Not made of magic but a promise, something to satisfy the Fae-like nature that he had come to inherit. What Oceane didn’t know wouldn’t hurt her, he decides. And he is keen to keep her in the dark as long as possible until she might possibly come to see their way of thinking. It was disappointing that she hadn’t come to that conclusion already. A united South against the other kingdoms would have been a better strategy but one must do what one must do. And at this point there is much he would do to keep Aela happy.

    It is a few days after their interesting return from Sylva that he finds himself relaxing among the remaining blooms of the wildflowers. He is satiated from time spent with Revelrie, an interesting twist that he had not seen coming, and Aela and Wherewolf are out scowling and prowling into whatever mischief they might get up to. His mind drifts, as it often does, to a crystal adorned mare and he snorts angrily as he pushes the image of Cheri firmly from his mind. He had not seen her since that day by the water with the peasant mare and the memories from that encounter are hazy and covered in fog. He knows the snake had become present but can’t remember when or how. He hides his distress with the help of the powdery pollen, indulging in far more then he usually does as he tries to chase away the disturbing images that randomly pop in his mind. Sprawled out amongst the tall grasses, his red gaze follows the patterns in the sky and a loose grin hangs on his lips as he finally finds some peace amongst the loudness in his head.

    It is with a loud pop that his peace is disturbed and suddenly there is the Loessian Queen, adorned in all the bells and whistles. “Obscene” she greets him with a warm smile and he raises a brow as he takes her in. He hadn’t been expecting her of course and was unaware that she had this ability to simply “pop” up wherever she pleased. Something to warn the others about, he thinks. However his expression is smooth and his words are as true as they ever are as he flashes her a grin as she asks for some of his time. “For you? Of course.” His red eyes take in the double wings with appreciation and linger on the golden adornments along her neck and hocks with a Fae’s delight. “This new look suits you.” He admits and wonders what it was she saw in the grizzled one eyed man that Aela had informed him about. Dirty things in the mind of that one, she had said with a laugh.

    Glancing about him in the crushed grasses, he gestures towards one of the infamous red petaled flowers that the Pampas had come to be known for with a lifted hoof, making no move to get up from where he was lounging. “Join me, will you?”


    obscene


    @Oceane
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    Messages In This Thread
    in a sea gone black; obscene - by Oceane - 06-26-2021, 02:05 PM
    RE: in a sea gone black; obscene - by Obscene - 06-26-2021, 03:12 PM
    RE: in a sea gone black; obscene - by Oceane - 07-29-2021, 10:47 AM
    RE: in a sea gone black; obscene - by Obscene - 07-29-2021, 02:22 PM



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