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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


    [open]  wild women don't get the blues
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    When she touches his cheek, he can feel the warmth spread like a wildfire across his skin. Or maybe it’s more like lightning in slow motion, the electric pathway tracing from his cheek and to his heart. Either way, he does not fear the destruction left behind by either of those metaphors but insteads welcomes the flush he can feel from the combination of both her words and her touch.

    Garett would stand anywhere if it was with Mako - even if it was in the middle of a storm - but her offer to move is a kind one that he won’t snub by turning down. He is far too drunk on the feel of her gentle touch onto his cheek still, but he manages to mumble out a dreamy sounding “Sure.” before he realizes how silly he sounds and he coughs a little to clear his throat (but he is still smiling as he continues). “Sure. Let’s go a little further into the forest.”

    He moves to turn around and waits for her to join him.

    When she does, he’ll lead her deeper into the forest - turning his head often. Not because he expects her to go, but because he likes the feel of the smile that lights up his own gentle green eyes whenever they see her. Likes the echoes of that lightning touch that tickle where she had touched his cheek.

    They go deep into the woods where the air is rich with moss and earth and there, on soft ground, does Garett stop. He looks up to where he can hear the thrum of the roaring rain on the leaves but few droplets make it all the way to the ground here and instead of frightening, the sound is soothing.

    Or, at least it is for him. He turns to Mako and steps a little closer to her, itching to touch her, but instead asks with a sudden flare of doubt - “What do you think?” as he gestures to the protected spot. Immediately he's wishing he had come up with something more interesting to say but, at least, that question had a purpose. If she didn't like it, after all, he would search and search and search until they found somewhere they could both be comfortable. For leaving the storm she loved so much for him, it was the least he could do.


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    Messages In This Thread
    wild women don't get the blues - by mako - 03-26-2020, 11:00 PM
    RE: wild women don't get the blues - by Garett - 03-29-2020, 10:27 PM
    RE: wild women don't get the blues - by mako - 03-31-2020, 11:37 AM
    RE: wild women don't get the blues - by Garett - 04-16-2020, 07:28 PM
    RE: wild women don't get the blues - by mako - 04-22-2020, 01:36 AM
    RE: wild women don't get the blues - by Garett - 04-27-2020, 10:25 PM
    RE: wild women don't get the blues - by mako - 05-06-2020, 01:27 AM
    RE: wild women don't get the blues - by Garett - 05-09-2020, 06:28 PM
    RE: wild women don't get the blues - by mako - 05-14-2020, 07:59 AM
    RE: wild women don't get the blues - by Garett - 05-19-2020, 07:13 PM
    RE: wild women don't get the blues - by mako - 05-26-2020, 02:34 PM



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