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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


    paint it black; teal
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    Teal
    He accepted her blunt behaviors of painting him in her mind with her relentless touching, and she felt confirmed that he could not feel physical things after all. She was usually shoved away by now, but he just stood there so stoic and still and dull. That was, up until she tested her little theory and gave him another good bite.

    Her ears seemed to vibrate soundlessly at whatever loud noise he must have made, and she was instantly on the alert. However, there is not much to be focused on with only the smell of him already surrounding her and the feel of his coat against her muzzle. So when he lifts his hind end where she bit him, her teeth clacked together as he bumped her under the chin.

    She was dazed for a brief moment as she retreated a step or two for safety, processing that he could indeed feel and that, yes, ouch, she could too. Then a wide grin spread on her face and she tossed her head back and laughed. Such a natural thing, laughs, loud and uncontrolled. She didn't hear a thing, of course, but she loved the happy shaking in her chest, as if it had been directly tied to her heart and just acted on its own sort of instinct. No mask for society or etiquette, she wasn't even aware of such things. Just bald expression however and whenever she felt them.

    Caveman feels! she thought with glee, still lit with amusement and joy. She wasn't sure why it made her glad, but she had no mind for questioning her emotions. That was a thing taught by society and the need to fit in or belong, and she was only herself and belonged wherever she stood.

    Her brows suddenly pulled together though, nostrils flaring. She suddenly feared he might have left and she'd be plunged back into her own sort of darkness again, scared and anxious about everything around her. She didn't like that feeling, the sting and icy pain in her chest, the terror.

    Her nose reached out tentatively, afraid of the sense of security she was beginning to feel around him, a strange male. She wasn't pushy this time, a little worried she'd find him gone if she tried hard enough. Her blind eyes were wide as she moaned some short, sad grunts, a wordless question. Are you still here?

    Am I alone again?


    ooc: sry for throwin you another one so quickly x.x no rush of course <33
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    paint it black; teal - by Lior - 10-02-2016, 09:32 AM
    RE: paint it black; teal - by Teal - 10-02-2016, 10:51 AM
    RE: paint it black; teal - by Lior - 10-02-2016, 12:25 PM
    RE: paint it black; teal - by Teal - 10-02-2016, 01:16 PM
    RE: paint it black; teal - by Lior - 10-02-2016, 03:09 PM
    RE: paint it black; teal - by Teal - 10-02-2016, 05:44 PM
    RE: paint it black; teal - by Lior - 10-04-2016, 09:24 AM
    RE: paint it black; teal - by Teal - 10-04-2016, 08:26 PM
    RE: paint it black; teal - by Lior - 10-09-2016, 07:05 PM
    RE: paint it black; teal - by Teal - 10-09-2016, 11:05 PM
    RE: paint it black; teal - by Lior - 10-14-2016, 04:57 PM
    RE: paint it black; teal - by Teal - 10-28-2016, 03:26 PM
    RE: paint it black; teal - by Lior - 11-06-2016, 01:05 PM
    RE: paint it black; teal - by Teal - 11-19-2016, 11:31 PM
    RE: paint it black; teal - by Lior - 11-28-2016, 09:13 PM



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