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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


    to be at peace; gunsynd
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    Gunsynd
    I wanna chain you up       I wanna tie you down

    Time passed. Some days he felt that the time crept by with the speed of an ancient tortoise while others he felt he could hardly grasp at its speed. So many things were happening. Lands that had been destroyed were being replaced with new ones. Horses that had been wiped clean like a slate were now bowing to their overlord and regaining their powers. He watched these things as they came to pass. He was always watching, always waiting to see what would happen next. 

    It had been so long since he had last been within the embrace of his lover. So long since he had entwined himself with her. He could hardly make out her smell on his pelt now. It was as if the Valley was disappearing a second time, a much slower and much more painful death than the first. He felt the pain so acutely that his very core ached. He does not notice the pain of the cold around him, it is nothing in comparison to the internal agony he endures.

    But today something happens upon his path that alleviates the torment, if only a little. A female, dark as night and delicate but with a certain air of control. Watching her, he could almost feel her purring beside him. He knew her type well, and it had been a long time since he had indulged in such… diversions. A hunger rises within him and quells the pain, if only for a moment. He watches her, intrigued, as she heads towards the frozen stream. 

    When she comes to rest beside it he moves, finding himself beside her in no time. His dark eyes watch her with hunger as he takes one of his feathered hooves and smashes the thin ice that has formed over the bubbling water below. He lowers his heavy head and takes a gulp of the icy liquid and rises once more, taking in her scent. “Thirsty?” he asks gruffly, his voice barely hiding the danger lurking within. “I’m Gunsynd. Who are you?”

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    @[Hohotep]
    Gunsynd is currently pretending to be someone else! He is now 15hh, hybrid, flea-bitten grey with clear blue eyes and goes by the name of Ginkgo. He will not have use of his traits while he is in this form. Please play as if he is simply the other persona unless your character has some sort of mind-reading. Thanks! <3
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    to be at peace; gunsynd - by Hohotep - 09-12-2016, 08:18 PM
    RE: to be at peace; gunsynd - by Gunsynd - 09-12-2016, 09:22 PM
    RE: to be at peace; gunsynd - by Hohotep - 09-16-2016, 08:52 PM



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