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    COTY

    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


    Reilly, Badden;
    #4

    this time I’m torn, please wake me if I lose that face
    search in these eyes: there’s still fire in the darkness

    Her sweet boy nickered up at her touched his little nose to her shoulder. She offered him a soft smile, sitting weak and awkward on her face because she still really wasn't great at this mom thing. She wasn't even sure why she'd thought it a good idea to take him in. One day he'd likely despise her or at the very least not carry her in his thoughts.

    Reilly joined them and she looked to him, not liking the situation at all. They should be home, not here. Home and safe.

    "Ah, it isn't all that bad, love. It's only temorary." The tight lines in her face softened and she watched him toy with handsome Baddie's hair, to which the boy responded with a headbutt and attitude, huffing off to do his own thing and leaving them mostly alone.

    "Tell me what's going on in there, lovely," Reilly said, his voice low and sexy. She blushed faintly and peered up at him through thick lashes as he swept aside a bit of her hair, brushing it out of her face and lingering against her skin. His eyes nearly shut then he sighed, leaned back to listen to her.

    She nodded and glanced away. She'd been a great communicator once. Now she wasn't so sure she knew how to anymore, almost preferring the silence that was safe, that hid her emotions and depression as best that it was able to.

    "A lot has changed. Kylin. Her kids. Kirby, Kharon, Kali. Us." A hell of a lot for one family to go through, even as blended as they were. She sighed. "This isn't home. I just want to be home with them."

    Wallace
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    Messages In This Thread
    Reilly, Badden; - by Wallace - 11-04-2018, 04:37 PM
    RE: Reilly, Badden; - by Badden - 11-26-2018, 10:37 AM
    RE: Reilly, Badden; - by Reilly - 12-16-2018, 10:20 PM
    RE: Reilly, Badden; - by Wallace - 12-23-2018, 10:09 PM



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