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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


    [private]  call me the world's sexiest killing machine; kharon
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    Kirby nuzzled his kid again, nodding. Thanks, love, I’d like that. It would be nice to know what happened to him. I was too focused on getting you and Kali safe to worry about him at the time, and maybe it’s too late now to do a damn bit of good. But if you do hear anything, I’d be damn grateful.

    They walked together, and Kirby barely made a pretense of taking in their surroundings, far more focused on the conversation than anything outside of them. Not that the island wasn’t beautiful or worth looking at or whatever, but like look at the two of them. They were stunning. Kid was growing up into the spitting image of his old man, thank you very much, and clearly better than any scenery.

    But seriously, the conversation was more important than the view, and pretty much his kid had his full focus anytime he wanted it.

    “Time away works too, I mostly just meant like find places here on the island you can retreat to. Not far enough away, though?” Fair, Kirby didn’t really know the range or the extent of Kharon’s magic brain powers and all. Maybe there wasn’t anywhere on the island he could go to get some quiet. Kirby knew he used to go hang out on the cliffs on Ischia to get some peace, but Ischia had never been too dreadfully occupied either.

    “Whatever you need though, okay? If it’s too much, you say the word, baby, and we’ll figure something out. If Kali’s up for it and you don’t wanna leave her behind, maybe you can take her along on a little trip somewhere quiet and safe. Unless that defeats the point of getting away. You take such good care of her, son, that’s another thing. You’re a great brother, and she’s lucky to have you. Your mom and I are here and happy to take her anytime you need a break, but you’re right, she does really well when you’re with her.” Kid had really stepped up, and Kirby was just fuckin' brimming with pride.
    Bite my shiny metal ass.
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