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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


    Sorry, Not Sorry [Diable Rouge, any]
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    Diable Rouge
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    It had been years. 

    Although, it seemed like just yesterday Kaiode's body lay nearly lifeless on the shoreline. It seemed like just yesterday, Rou and Tangerine had saved him from death at the hand of his "mother. 

    It seemed like just yesterday, Kaiode had perished, falling from the cliff, completely unaware of the dangers that would come from the descent. The tragedy that befell the colt left a permanent scar on the rusty stallion's heart. It had left a little girl to feel as though she was to blame. It had left so many questions unanswered, so many wounds unhealed. 

    Still, he woke up in the middle of the night, coat covered in a thick sheen of sweat. Nightmares consumed him now more than ever, especially with the pregnancy of his beloved AuroraElis (he thinks back to the night they had made love on the beach, waves crashing against the sand). He had wanted to protect his adoptive son with every fiber of his being, but he couldn't. What made him think he could protect this new child?

    He thought about Kaiode often...as often as he had when it first happened. His mind lingered more so when Aurora was off exploring - her beauty striking those around her, her personality infectious. He kept a watchful eye of Tephra, as was his duty to his king, and a watchful eye on his lover, as was his duty to his heart. But as full as his heart was with love, as excited as he was to be part of his kingdom's guard, he still felt an emptiness deep in his chest where Kaiode has once been. 

    A sigh escapes those crimson lips, and he continues his rounds of the southern border. His left eye had grown nearly completely blind as his age consumed him. He was growing older, the graying of his coat and worsening of his eyesight was hard to ignore, but he still felt young at heart (especially when Aurora was around). He wanted to give this new child a father they could be proud of, unlike his. 

    His good eye catches a glimpse of a figure emerging from the waters to the beach. His heart stops - she is hard not to recognize. She is hard to forget. 

    The image of her dropping Kaiode off as if he was nothing shadows his mind, shadows the usual calm demeanor. His blood boils, and he finds it hard to contain the disgusted grimace forming on his face. What the fuck was she doing here? 

    He doesn't hesitate to walk towards her. He doesn't pay her fangs or her wicked grin any mind - let her try to hurt him. He had a fucking bone to pick, he had a grudge that had been on his heart for too long. Diplomacy was not in the cards for him today, and instead of his usual "state your business" line he gave to visitors, he hisses at her through clenched teeth. 

    "What the fuck are you doing here?" He growls angrily, his vision blurring red. He wants to kill her, he wants her to perish the same way his son had, he wanted her to feel the pain that had burned in his heart since the day she abandoned him. "Have another child to leave here? Or do Sylvan scum like you just like trespassing on Offspring's land?" 
    in the eye of a hurricane, there is quiet.


    @[Karaugh] The feisty side of Rou is coming out xD


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    Sorry, Not Sorry [Diable Rouge, any] - by Karaugh - 11-01-2017, 07:32 PM
    RE: Sorry, Not Sorry [Diable Rouge, any] - by Diable Rouge - 11-02-2017, 07:20 PM



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