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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


    maybe we're a little different, there's no need to be ashamed; kade
    #6

    He had a faint smile as they bantered a bit about her napping. Then it broadened easily when Rora brightened with excitement at the prospect of a day out. Such an expressive girl. So vibrant. She turned to beg her mom, but mothers are fun-ruiners, aren't they?

    And so it seemed they would not be going out just yet, not until she was bigger. He felt like he should have known that. He really was clueless when it came to raising children, wasn't he? It only further drove home the fact that he hadn't been able to see his son, still couldn't find Josie. He would have learned these things from her. His son...

    He frowned at the tone Arrya carried when she talked about the Meadow, peering at her curiously. Brash and fearless Arrya, sassy Arrya was unsettled by a meadow? He wondered why and what had caused it, but didn't pry. A question for another time, perhaps. He didn't think she'd tell him in front of Rora anyway, if she would at all. He looked over the girl a moment more, intrigued by what sort of adventures they may have one day. Hopefully she would keep by his side and not cause him to have to search for her. He wouldn't put it passed Arrya's daughter to be difficult.

    His eyes jerked back to Arrya at what she said next. Her dad wanted to meet him? That felt... sour. But he smoothed his face, Of course. And then Rora was back on another rant. She definitely got that from her mother. Cuddles and sleepovers and exploring. He grimaced.

    Right. Well, no cuddling for Uncles, remember? But yes, I think exploring is the best too. Definitely better than cuddling, he said pointedly. Maybe there was hope for this kid yet.

    So what would you like to do then, since mummy dearest can't let go of you? He grinned and winked.
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    RE: maybe we're a little different, there's no need to be ashamed; kade - by Akkadian - 01-02-2017, 10:45 AM



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