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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


    B A D W O L F || Chamber Gang, have at it.
    #23
    Rage fills her as she flies at the stallion, making her blind to her surroundings. So when the black stallion pulls the flaming plants from the earth, she doesn’t see them, and runs straight into them.

    The sudden burn in her legs makes her shriek and she stumbles, falling at high speed first to her knees, then to her side, amongst the burning plants. It’s a miracle nothing breaks. The pain intensifies and she forces herself to her feet and struggles against the vines now tangled up in her legs. “Fuck you!” She screams at the stallion through her haze of pain and rage. She’s assuming it’s him doing this - who else would it be?

    It’s then that she notices her mother.

    For a moment, she forgets the searing pain in her legs. The sabino mare is in front of the red-eyed stallion, and from the expression on Fiasko’s face, Sidra can tell that something is going on. She’s about to call out, when the red-eyed stallion turns to leave, and her mother turns to follow him. Sidra’s stomach drops. “No! Mom! Where are you going?! Nooo!” But her mother is gone.

    She turns back to the black stallion, ready to try and force her way through the vines to get at him. But a dark mare suddenly appears and kicks out, landing a blow on her right shoulder. It hurts and Sidra stumbles (this time keeping her feet), but it’s nothing compared to the pain still searing through her legs. She glares at the mare and spits. “Fuck off.”

    An extra rush of adrenalin gives her the strength to push past the plants and free herself, but when she’s out and away from the embers, she collapses. She’s burnt out, figuratively and literally.

    As she lies there, she can see some of the Chamber soldiers pop out of existence, whisked away by some unseen force. The black stallion and dark remain however, looming ominously in her mind. She doesn’t have the strength to fight any more though - the burns have taken it from her. Tears threatening at the corners of her eyes, she leans back into the Earth. “Mom …”

    Sidra

    the wild child of jason x fiasko




    Just wanted to get her last bit in. Smile
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    B A D W O L F || Chamber Gang, have at it. - by Gryffen - 09-22-2015, 01:30 AM
    RE: B A D W O L F || Chamber Gang, have at it. - by Gryffen - 09-22-2015, 01:07 PM
    RE: B A D W O L F || Chamber Gang, have at it. - by Gryffen - 09-22-2015, 08:02 PM
    RE: B A D W O L F || Chamber Gang, have at it. - by Sidra - 09-24-2015, 08:09 PM



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