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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


    CLEVER GIRL; ANY
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    He is not surprised when she is not afraid of him.
    Most of them are not—at least, not at first.

    Even with those flat-black eyes and too thin frame, he still wears the form of something familiar to them. His overall shape gives the idea that he is one of them, and offers no indication of the things that he hides. Although he never pretends to be something that he is not (he does not offer false kindness or honeyed words), his true self is something that he keeps closely guarded—unless he thinks revealing would be to his benefit.

    He does not press against the barriers of her mind with his, though it is always tempting to peel back to reveal what they might be thinking. He liked to save that for when it was needed, or perhaps when feeling especially bored.

    For now, he is sufficiently interested enough to not feel the need to toy with her. He liked the ones that were not afraid; fear grew tiresome, and boredom was a dangerous thing for him. “I’m not the one you should worry about disturbing,” he tells her, his lips moving into a shadow of a smile. “Are you not afraid of the things they say live at the heart of this forest?”


    -- i n f e r n a l



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    CLEVER GIRL; ANY - by Abyzou - 08-27-2023, 08:51 PM
    RE: CLEVER GIRL; ANY - by Infernal - 08-27-2023, 10:38 PM
    RE: CLEVER GIRL; ANY - by Abyzou - 08-29-2023, 06:09 PM
    RE: CLEVER GIRL; ANY - by Infernal - 09-12-2023, 08:07 AM



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