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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


    the babe with the power {open}
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    Jason hadn’t realized how loud he had been. Perhaps it was time he fixed his ears- surely his age hadn’t taken those too. When the mare lifted her head Jason was finally able to get a good look at her. Her features were smooth, an understated beauty that caused his grin to merge into a smile. When she spoke it was with much force and cleverness. Jason swung his head low as if an imaginary hoof was striking him on his head ”I don’t recall being hit, but it's possible that it may have happened way too much when I was a foal” He replied lightheartedly.

    Jason barely got out the last syllable of his reply when the mare approached him and sucked up his personal space. Thankfully the stallion liked a good touch and he allowed her to do what she wished. His own head followed her as she reached his shoulders and went to his tail. It was a strain on his neck to watch her, but he was keenly fascinated by her ways. Even after a century of living he had yet to come upon someone who had invaded him in such a way so quickly.

    The mare eventually stopped her movements and rested herself on his back. The pressure sent ripples of goose bumps down his legs. He stretched out his neck by shifting his head forward and resting his gaze on nothing before him. ”Nice to meet ya.” He said in response to her name ”I hope my backside is adequate enough for you. I’ve been trying to work out lately.” He exhaled heavily, his chest lowering with the expulsion of breath. ”My name is Jason.”

    It was then that another stumbled (or rather intentionally came) upon them. Jason was a tad bit disappointed with the interruption; he was enjoying the playful air of Voudou and her ways. He hoped this mare wouldn’t formalize the situation too much. Jason craned his head and shifted his shoulders (undoubtedly bouncing Voudou’s head up if she was still resting upon him). ”Hello there, Shaytan.” He greeted. Sure enough the mare brought up the idea of a home. She was from the Chamber; a place Jason had never ventured too.
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    Messages In This Thread
    the babe with the power {open} - by Voudou - 05-06-2015, 03:26 PM
    RE: the babe with the power {open} - by Jason - 05-06-2015, 07:20 PM
    RE: the babe with the power {open} - by Voudou - 05-06-2015, 08:44 PM
    RE: the babe with the power {open} - by Shaytan - 05-07-2015, 07:56 AM
    RE: the babe with the power {open} - by Jason - 05-07-2015, 09:29 AM
    RE: the babe with the power {open} - by Voudou - 05-07-2015, 11:18 AM
    RE: the babe with the power {open} - by Shaytan - 05-08-2015, 11:26 AM
    RE: the babe with the power {open} - by Jason - 05-08-2015, 01:15 PM
    RE: the babe with the power {open} - by Voudou - 05-08-2015, 03:01 PM
    RE: the babe with the power {open} - by Jason - 05-08-2015, 08:50 PM
    RE: the babe with the power {open} - by Voudou - 05-08-2015, 09:44 PM
    RE: the babe with the power {open} - by Jason - 05-09-2015, 09:49 AM
    RE: the babe with the power {open} - by Voudou - 05-09-2015, 11:24 AM
    RE: the babe with the power {open} - by Jason - 05-09-2015, 12:08 PM
    RE: the babe with the power {open} - by Voudou - 05-09-2015, 01:01 PM
    RE: the babe with the power {open} - by Jason - 05-09-2015, 03:45 PM
    RE: the babe with the power {open} - by Voudou - 05-09-2015, 07:13 PM
    RE: the babe with the power {open} - by Jason - 05-10-2015, 10:57 AM



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