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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


    whose afraid... [Sette / Any]
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    Fun. Yes…. He was quite fun. If you thought killing someone in the name of science was fun. That raping women (including your own mother) just to make a point was fun. If you thought terror and destruction were fun… Then absolutely yes. He was a fucking riot. It’s a good thing that she thinks he’s the more laid back parental unit. It’s exactly what he wants. The girl is instantly a bundle of excitement, wide-eyed as she studies the beating ground with enthusiasm. ”That dear girl is Atrox’s heart.” He pauses to gauge her reaction to this profound statement. ”He’s actually lurking around here somewhere. You can always find him and ask him the story. I’m sure he would be thrilled to tell you.” The questions are rapid fire and he is pleased that she is interested in kingdom life. So far so good. ”This is a kingdom and these horses are it’s subjects. Technically you and your mother are Chamberlings as well since our home in the mountains is tied to here. A kingdom is different than a herd, it serves a higher purpose.” Mainly it just gives him more creative freedom to do whatever the hell he wanted.

    Before he can go further into an explanation, he hears his name being crowed from the rooftops. Turning his head and seeing the smug look on Kushiel’s face, he sighs audibly. ”Kushiel.” Crimson eyes narrow slightly as the other stallion digs at him, the family man. Kushiel is one he’s watched but hasn’t gotten to know very well. In fact this is their very first conversation. Oh he’s aware of the other’s fire manipulation and can see his worth to the Chamber. He also knows that Kushiel is one very odd duck. ”Did you think me a celibate man?” He asks the other dryly with a brow raised. The flicker of flame in the other’s mane is not lost on him and he can’t help but slightly smirk. Appreciating his wariness.

    Long tendrils the color of dirty snow snap against his hindquarters as the strange man turns his attention to his daughter. He doesn’t mind in the least that they interact. This is what he wants, for Sette to meet as many Chamberlings as possible. The more connected she feels to this place, the better her ties would be to it. And in the long run, more willing would she be to do what he asked of her in the name of the Chamber. His blood red gaze turns from the two and into the darkness, seeing if anyone else would show up. Mostly he seeks the Raven Queen and the black bird on his back shifts slightly as he thinks this.


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    Messages In This Thread
    whose afraid... [Sette / Any] - by Gryffen - 09-08-2015, 04:38 PM
    whose afraid... [Sette / Any] - by Anguisette - 09-08-2015, 08:40 PM
    RE: whose afraid... [Sette / Any] - by Kushiel - 09-12-2015, 12:55 AM
    RE: whose afraid... [Sette / Any] - by Gryffen - 09-13-2015, 01:11 PM
    whose afraid... [Sette / Any] - by Anguisette - 09-13-2015, 01:43 PM
    RE: whose afraid... [Sette / Any] - by Kushiel - 09-15-2015, 01:51 PM



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