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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


    You'll never know the psychopath sitting next you
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    Raeg'n
    Raeg'n

    She sensed him move, but in her young naivety she had not realized it was something she needed to pay attention to. So she yelped in surprise as his teeth met her rump and leapt away. Her skin was pricked painfully like an assault of bumble stingers. The pain was truly not that bad, just a warning and not an attack, but the foreignness of it was what injured her most. Her honey eyes looked up at him, wide and wounded.

    Her mother had been such a gentle creature and never once needed to pinch at her. It had been the first time anyone had done anything to purposefully cause her pain. She wanted to sniffle and weep, and her face flushed with embarrassment at that childish desire. She was on her own, she could not be a child anymore. Her face hardened and she glared at him, angry tears threatening to fall and betray her, and make her look weak. Is that the way it is, then?

    She felt another presence join them almost hesitantly, and she glanced at the mare. The creature was painted with such beautiful splashes, she lost what she had intended to do and stared. She was like some radiant treasure to be cherished and protected, and the filly wasn't quite sure why she felt that way about a stranger. The woman's heart shined from her eyes, tinted with sorrow and just a faint flicker of hope.

    That awful brute was clearly oblivious to this as he stamped his foot like a child, and splashed Raeg'n with slick muck. Her eyes flashed to him again as she subconsciously sidled in front of the mare like a short, little shield. The challenge was back in her defiant glare.

    "Occupied," he snapped. She barked a laugh, not a touch of mirth in it, but at least a little terror at what might come out next. Huh! With a name like that, it is no wonder you are so.. she floundered for a word that fit. Cruel, she finally settled on, spitting it out like it tasted as foul as his attitude. She couldn't help but sort of like it though, she wished she could make people leave her be with a single look too. Strong and confident. Even if she ended bitten by his fierceness. Well, she wanted to be able to do that too, if she had to.

    She tried not to let it show that her heart was racing. Foolish girl. What would make her choose to agitate him further? Was her life so terrible she didn't care if he lashed out again, or was she just stupid and much too bold? Well, if she was going to go down, she certainly wouldn't go without making an impact. If you're going to get in trouble anyway, might as well make sure it was worth it.

    Raeg'n faced him. She stood to her fullest child's height, puffing out her chest and swelling her belly to make herself feel as big as he was. Her ears folded flat and she stalked the couple steps to him. She could learn to be tough too, to stand like him and bite like him. One day she might even be as big as him. Maybe.. he was awfully large. Her teeth bared and she aimed for his shoulder, intending to at least break the skin if she were strong enough.

    But her movements were obvious in her inexperience, completely unskilled in such things except what she'd learned from him only moments before with his attack on her little rump.
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    RE: You'll never know the psychopath sitting next you - by Raeg'n - 10-09-2016, 05:31 PM



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