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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


    Jail Bird {ANY}
    #4

    Her honied feild of vision settles on a creature of promising youth approaching her. Confident? Yes, unexperienced? Perhaps. There was an air of naivity lent to him that only a creature rooted in herd life could obtain, though she had learned long ago never to be presumptuous. So respectful that she knew nothing of the creature she bobs her head in return, opening her lips to reply when a pale stud approaches her as well. Of course always the center of attention. Creening under the speculative eyes, her body straightens and leans to present itself in the very best lighting that she had access too. Nodding to the new comer as well she sees the shadows of a wiser creature in the eyes of this one. Peaking her interest isn't at all a small compliment considering that she has enough to keep her busy with and of herself. So turning her attention to him she looks him over for a moment. "Teak"Is the simple response that she offers them.

    She was a walking contradiction. While her heart lays in the well being and company of others, there was a constant lapse of judgement and flashy sort of technic about her that presented itself as haughty... to be polite, and hopefully not damage the beauties pride. "And what brings you to the feild         these days?" She dirrects the question to the both of them, though in her own thoughts, she could have sworn that she recognized magnus from somewhere, perhaps one of her last visits to one of the many kingdoms she had visited. Ah well to much for her to consider at this time. Leaving the nagging whisper that was telling her that she should recognize the creature in the back of her mind; her attention turned to more pressing matters at hand. Like why on earth was that bug thinking that he could acheive the monumentous climb up her leg. Shifting her weight her muscle twitched at the tickling sensation scaring the buzzing thing away.

    Teak

    The world is not all black and white

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    Messages In This Thread
    Jail Bird {ANY} - by Teak - 10-04-2015, 04:14 AM
    RE: Jail Bird {ANY} - by MischeifManaged - 10-04-2015, 08:04 AM
    RE: Jail Bird {ANY} - by magnus - 10-04-2015, 02:02 PM
    RE: Jail Bird {ANY} - by Teak - 10-04-2015, 02:30 PM
    RE: Jail Bird {ANY} - by MischeifManaged - 10-04-2015, 02:43 PM
    RE: Jail Bird {ANY} - by magnus - 10-04-2015, 02:46 PM
    RE: Jail Bird {ANY} - by Lagertha - 10-04-2015, 03:35 PM
    RE: Jail Bird {ANY} - by Teak - 10-04-2015, 03:42 PM
    RE: Jail Bird {ANY} - by magnus - 10-10-2015, 01:23 AM
    RE: Jail Bird {ANY} - by Lagertha - 10-15-2015, 09:28 AM
    RE: Jail Bird {ANY} - by Teak - 10-20-2015, 06:21 PM
    RE: Jail Bird {ANY} - by magnus - 10-22-2015, 09:50 PM
    RE: Jail Bird {ANY} - by Lagertha - 10-30-2015, 07:07 PM



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