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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're the beacon / brennen, any - diplomatic visit
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    here is urgency in her chest, quickening her heart and pushing against her ribcage. After the meeting closes and those who gathered melt into Tephra’s background, Wound presses a sincere, comforting kiss to Warrick’s shoulder. It’s quick and meant to soothe the tension she can see held in his shoulders, but her words are nonexistent as she turns toward the soldier who had volunteered himself to travel with her.

    It’s someone she’s never met before, a dark bay built like an ancient war-horse, and Wound makes sure to offer him a friendly smile as she approaches. “I’m Wound. If you don’t mind, I’d like to head out for Ischia within the hour.” She’d give him the chance to catch a snack or get a drink before they leave for the other island-kingdom, but the tension of their kingdom meeting and the harsh words Klaudius used have left a bitter taste in her mouth and a desire for swift action in her legs.

    Although Ischia lies only miles northwest across the ocean, Wound and Krigare skirt around Beqanna’s beachfront to reach the island. They reach Ischia’s border around noon of the following day. Sand clings to Wound’s legs from their splash across the canal. She can already feel her skin beginning to tingle and itch, but after spending so many days on Tephra’s shores and in the ocean’s waves she’s grown used to the uncomfortable sensation.

    Wound offers Krigare a sincere smile before allowing a call to extend past her throat. As her voice echoes over the chattering of parrots, the diplomat speaks to her companion briefly. “I’d urge you to hold your tongue in regards to your personal opinion, Krigare. We’re here to gather information on this new Ischia and its ruler, not voice how we feel about the matter. If you have any questions about Ischia, you’re welcome to ask them, but for the time being we’ll choose to be relatively private about Tephra’s business until we speak with Warrick.” Her eyes flutter back toward the thickness of the island’s jungle, curious to know what faces they might meet.
    credit to nat of adoxography.

    @[Krigare] / @[Brennen] / @[Warrick] just because wound did cute things and also in case you want to track it <3
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    you're the beacon / brennen, any - diplomatic visit - by wound - 04-18-2018, 01:58 PM



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