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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


    let me crawl inside your veins, Brigade
    #9

    and let me crawl inside your veins. I'll build a wall, give you a ball and chain.

    She would never claim to be a nice girl, and she doesn’t think there is anyone in existence that would use that word to describe her. There are moments when that bothers her; certain small, unique fragments of time when she wishes she could be anything except what she is. Like when there is confusion and hurt reflecting in Ophanim’s eyes when he tries to grasp why she betrayed him, or why she is angry over something so seemingly miniscule. She always found herself wishing she could be a softer, milder version of herself, if only for him, but no matter how hard she tried she always reverted back to being hard angles and sharp words.

    But looking at Brigade, with her intense navy-blue eyes and the barest hints of a smirk threatening to wind across her lips, she feels nothing. She doesn’t regret being cold, she feels no remorse at how his brain races and grasps desperately for logic that he simply can’t find. She could tell him just how well she knows Kensa. She could tell him what she sounded like when she was gasping her name over and over by the river, she could tell him how pretty she is when she’s damp with sweat and smells like sex, but, she doesn’t think that’s necessary, yet.

    She must be feeling benevolent today.

    He asks the question, but she can see the realization dawn across his face, but even better, she can hear it in his thoughts. The satisfaction she feels is kept hidden behind her well-placed facade of an almost indifference, as though she hadn’t just intentionally shattered every fantasy he had crafted. “Well, besides the fact that Kensa would just, in general, be a better queen, it’s always just kind of nice when two lovers rule together.” She sighs again, a whimsical sound, but coming from her it was nearly toxic. “I’m a sucker for romance though, what can I say.” 

    starsin

    it’s not like me to be so mean. you’re all I wanted.
    ( just let me hold you Like a hostage. )



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    RE: let me crawl inside your veins, Brigade - by Starsin - 08-13-2019, 01:03 AM



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