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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


    minerva, any who want to meet big sis
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    Well, hell. Apparently I went and put myself in accidental charge-ish of something. Probably that’s pretty up there on my list of fuck-ups, but hey, I guess we’ll...see how it goes? Hell. I don’t know. Don’t know what the fuck I’m doing, either, but I do know my family (pause. Holy shit, I have a family. Okay. Okay. Breathe. Carry on.) is in need of protecting, and I've somehow put myself in the role. And we've got ourselves actually kind of an awesome place. Lush, green, surrounded by ocean. Sweet deal.

    Even stood against the fucking Lavender Menace showed up and ruined things, which does seem to be a talent of his. Taking the good and the innocent and corrupting them. Twisting them. Or just fucking them and making pawns of the resultant offspring, whatever’s the most convenient and the most fun. So yeah. Got the family together and got them the fuck out, but Kirin and company cleared out almost as soon as they showed. So I dragged everyone back home, and now me an’ Reilly are somehow...well we’re working together to make our family safe. So. Whatever it takes, right? Good. Fuck it.

    Anyhow.

    That family isn’t quite complete. Because my Min’s floating around somewhere else, and it’d be...well hell, it’d be nice for her to get to know her siblings. So of course, I go hunt my girl down in the forest. “Min! Mini, babe, I’ve got news. Buckets of news, barrels of news. One, you’re a big sister. Well I mean again. You know, on my side. Not your mom’s. Though hey I’m sure you are on her side too. Well, you’d have to be, wouldn’t you? My mom’s one of--anyhow. My point. Point is, babe, you’ve got adorable little twin siblings, a brother and a sister, and you should come meet them. That’s barrel one, and it’s full of adorable monkeys. Or. Frolicking kids anyhow, and ones who can walk on water just like us. Awesome, right?

    “And! Okay, so on top of awesome baby sibbos. That’s a word, right? Sure. On top of that, or I guess technically underneath them at the moment, I found us a sweet-ass place to call home. Mountainish, great ocean views, this huge, fucking gorgeous island to run around on, and waves to run across, we could go surfing, all four of us! They've got our mad walk on water skills too, isn't that cute? You want to come check it out?”

    Naturally, dragging my Mini-girl home with me was the only real answer to that question.
    Bite my shiny metal ass.
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    minerva, any who want to meet big sis - by Kerberos - 04-09-2017, 11:03 PM
    RE: minerva - by Minerva - 05-06-2017, 01:06 PM
    RE: minerva - by Kerberos - 05-21-2017, 10:56 AM



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