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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


    I want it all day long, I'm addicted like it's wrong; ANY (at your own risk)
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    She concedes nothing to him, even when he shifts into something more fearsome than herself. Instead, she finds her muscles coiling like a spring, and her massive claw begins flexing in anticipation. The magic that bleeds from his skin is almost palpable, shimmering against the still air of the darkened forest. It bleeds from his skin as freely as the blood had flown from his chest. There is an unspoken challenge lingering between them, and it was anyone’s guess as to whose spring would snap first. For now though, she tilted her reptilian head at his chirp, barking back in her own way. From somewhere far off she heard horses startle, and it took every bit of her concentration to not give chase to the fleeing equines. But they would be far too easy…no, it wouldn’t do. The chase was her favorite part of the hunt. It was in those moments that her dominance was truly understood. There were but a few things in these lands who could tamp her down.

    If it hadn’t been for the magic surging off of him in waves, she would have searched for a name. As it stood, she knew better. Like Eight, this magic stallion in front of her could easily block her attempts. Instead she smiled, or rather, flashed her teeth at him. A raptors mouth wasn’t much made for such a friendly gesture. He speaks and she nods along, her face as passive as was possible. “The same scenery over and over gets boring, and they do say idle hands are the devils playground.” She didn’t know how much of her voice would reach him, not knowing how high his mental barriers were. “And you? Surely you didn’t just come here to slaughter a bear. Curious minds would like to know.” A pause, followed by another grin. Something crashed behind her, and before she had complete control she had wheeled around to face it, snarling and excited. Poor, stupid deer. Already she had been coiled like a spring, and the temptation of the idiotic deer was simply too much for her to resist. Quick as a flash she was on it, and the feel of its pulse in her mouth was intoxicating. Thrum, thrum, thrum went the blood into her mouth, while the deer struggled in vain. It was over quickly, too quickly. The chase was part of the fun, and the deer hadn’t provided that. Turning back to the other reptile, eyes dilated, she chirped again. It was either an invite to partake in her meal or a warning to move away; even she wasn’t sure.


    topsail

    I was in the darkness, so the darkness I became




    @[Pazuzu] I am awful :|
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    RE: I want it all day long, I'm addicted like it's wrong; ANY (at your own risk) - by Topsail - 05-31-2016, 08:49 PM



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