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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


    [open]  I gave my soul to it, and it cannot be reclaimed; any
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    She doesn’t quite smell fear, and her keen eyes somehow miss his subtle retreat – or at the very least she does not see it as caution, but respect; her hungry ego is ever expanding. Claudia lets a few intrusive thoughts come and go, flashing across her mismatched eyes and fading away as her gaze flicks over his body with reptilian focus.

    Maybe.” she muses with him about everyone being underground. Watching him ‘relax’ and shift his weight makes her grin to herself and she matches his posture. One of her hind limbs tilts to slant her hip, a gesture to show plainly that she isn’t hunting or attacking anything.

    Tybalt is busy swimming and flipping over rocks to chomp down on anything he can find. He’s a blue scaled menace to the mini rapids.

    A small dream that will never happen.” she adds this for sarcasm, but avoids delving into the thought of an actually citizenless Beqanna and what that would really mean. Nothing good. “Should we check the caverns and tunnels then?” the bay mare steps passed him with a grin, looking over her back to see if he might follow.



    @ Ruhr
    oh no you're totally good. mine is gibberish and i have no excuses haha
    an adventure??
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    RE: I gave my soul to it, and it cannot be reclaimed; any - by Claudia - 02-24-2025, 08:57 AM



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