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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


    but when you wake up she's always gone, gone, gone; any
    #11
    Clarisse
    The circumstances had changed drastically, this ridiculous form of control, of dominance was pathetic. Even her father was smarter than the sick red toned man that stood before him, and she called him a fool. First escorting, and sickness? Now a layer of lies that hid him from his horrid crime he was about to commit. She WILL NOT let this little girl live as a slave, to a man of sickness plagued by his own demise.

    She's had enough of this. Their bickering. His control. His LIES. And she watches not in fear, but in rage as this child becomes not a being but a possession, not a creature with her own thoughts and ideas she was a rock in his eyes, and she will not let another little girl waste. She WILL NOT let Eri live of life of his lies.

    She allows her self to back up towards Eri as the two bicker, excluding herself from the argument. Her velvet reaches out to the girl, running gently along her azure spine, trying to regain her trust. Her dark chocolate eyes lock with the little girl's and with a soft whisper, attainable to only Eri's ears she speaks, "Do you trust me?" there's a short pause in her words as Clari allows herself to glance at the two still bickering like children. "When I move, follow. Stay to my left, and press yourself tightly onto my side." She whispers, to the sweet girl. It was the only way they would get out of this, using her body to shield Eri, to protect her from him. Even if she was putting herself at stake. She couldn't see this little girl waste away, beneath him.

    Her movement is quickly, her lobes pins as she pushes Etojo to the right and out of the way. Her body curled almost around Eri, as an ebony hind leg prevailed with a warning rising up prepared to swing a kick at the red barbarian. Her gaze meets Lucrezia, and with pinned ears, she lashes out not afraid to shove her way through out of the hallow. Allowing her hind to swing out at Etojo. She nails him in the chest, it isn't enough force to injure him drastically but it is enough force to enforce a warning. 

    Shoving herself past the mare, the ebony maiden is released into the freedom of the adoption den. Eric glued to her side, she can't help but gaze down at the girl her nostrils flaring her ears remained pinned awaiting for Etojo to foolishly come running. She can't help but think of how brave Eri was, how she managed to escape a sickened creature. And then all Clarisse can think of is, Isichia. Her home.

    Her head turns, allowing her pace to quicken slightly aware that Etojo might choose to strike. "Eri, I'm sorry about earlier it wasn't my place to force onto you, a new mother." She paused her silky vocals ring out in the silenced air. "But, perhaps in my homeland, Isichia we can search for your mother. How does that sound?" Her head bobs, as she quickens her pace dark chocolate yes remain on the blue girl beside her.
    dont make promises that you cant keep
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    lol had to make an escape. Please don't injure her to the point where there will be scars, broken bones, medical problems, etc.
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    RE: but when you wake up she's always gone, gone, gone; any - by Clarisse - 12-16-2016, 12:08 AM



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